There is joy in the presence of the angels of God orer one sinner that repenteth.

ST. LUKE XV. 10.

ne invisible regions of unfathomed space » That overspread the world, for hate or

love Are thronged by spirits lost or blest ;

they move Each at their Master's will, and leave their trace In shade or shine beneath, in guile or grace, As o'er men's hearts winging their way above, Foul as the condor, snow-pure as the dove, They mirror Satan's or " the Father's face." Each have their joy; and o'er the Pharisee, The false, the proud, the lustful, that dark throng Exults in malice of unholy glee : While all those white-arrayed in rapturous song Their eucharistic anthems sweetly raise O’er each poor penitent sinner as he prays.

I reckon that the sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.

Rom. viii. 18.

HE dull day lowers, the winds are harsh

and shrill, What time the weary Sower plies amain The labour to the season due : in pain

Of profit far deferred, of toil, of chill, He doth his slow and silent task fulfil, And sows in patient faith the precious grain. And th' autumn winds grow stormier, or the rain With melancholy tears falls sad and still. But all the work is ended, late or soon, Then the wan winter falls in white calm death. Then, change-beneath the springtide's morning

breath And summer's sun, and last the harvest moonThen the glad Reaper cries beside his wain, "Far more exceeding is my glorious gain !"

From henceforth thou shalt catch men.

ST. LUKE V. 10. Cf. St. MATT. iv. 18--22.

YEAR ago these twain had heard the cry
For which all times had longed, “Behold

the Lamb!”
And now His own voice called them,

and they came, In Him, for Him, henceforth to live and die ; And for love's sake let all their world go by. Yet “ leaving all”—their chequered old employThey left not nightly toil or morning joy, The pains or profits of the sea and sky. Still did they labour in long hours of gloom, Daring the winds and waves in quest of prey, And still did hope and promise of the day · With visioned sweet reward their work illume ; “ Fishers of men,” the wide world's ghostly sea For toil and gain was thence their Galilee.

Likewise reckon ye also yourselves to be dead indeed unto sin, but alive unto God through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Rom. vi. 11.

He feet of Israel pressed the living sod

The margin of that deep baptismal wave
Wherein their ancient foe had found a

grave

Beneath the Mediator's lifted rodTo stand or move, a nation born to God : Dead to an evil past, henceforth alive To see the Lord's salvation, or to strive On the war-track their steadfast Leader trod, Alas, how few endured! they turned again In heart to Egypt, vexed his righteous soul In despite of his tender stern controlReceived the manifold grace of God in vain. On us the ends are come! Pray, Christian, pray, Lest thou, like these, il the end be castaway.

The wages of sin is death ; but the gift of God is eternal life through Jesus Christ our Lord.

Rom. vi. 23.

to endure! to tread the pilgrim ways With all the true Jeshurun to the verge Of farthest Jordan : in that stream to purge My feet, aweary of the toilsome days,

From every stain of travel: on my gaze To find all Eden break as I emerge From the dark depths, and in my ears the dirge Changed to the greeting of my Master's praise, “Well done, thou good and faithful!”- () my

Lord, For Whom I toil, to Whom I tend ! ( Thou Almighty, with my holy covenant vow Make all my life in holiness accord; So shall I, through what weariness or strife, Win--not my merit—but Thy gift, of Life!