Just the reverse :-his generous breast
Did kind compassion move:
When sinners curs'd, the Saviour blest,
And injuries paid with love.

Although by wicked hands he died,-
With the last breath he drew,
"Father, forgive," he sweetly cried;
Himself forgave them too.

Jesus! I hide my head in shame;
I blush and weep to see,
That I who wear thy sacred name,
No more conform to thee.

Oh! the sharp pangs he underwent
To clear my guilty score;
And shall I trifling wrongs resent?

No, I'll resent no more.

I'll seize the offending brother's hand,
And call him still my friend;

My angry passions I'll disband,
And every quarrel end.

Why should we differ by the way ?
Why should dissensions come?

We hope to spend an endless day,
In one eternal home.

While others their punctilios boast,
Lord, bend my stubborn will:
For he that condescends the most,
Remains the victor still.

Fain would I imitate my Lord,
And bear each cross event;
Humility's its own reward;

But pride's a punishment.

Come, blessed Spirit, heavenly dove,
Descend on balmy wings;
Come, tune my passions all to love,
And strike the peaceful strings.

Jesus, my longing soul shall wait,
And near thy feet adore;

Till I shall reach that blissful state,
Where discord is no more.

"BLESSED ARE THE PEACEMAKERS."

How rare that toil a prosperous issue finds,
Which seeks to reconcile divided minds!
A thousand scruples rise, at passion's touch-
This yields too little, and that asks too much;

Each wishes each with other eyes to see,
And many efforts can't make two agree.
What mediation, then, the Saviour show'd,
Who singly reconciled us all to God! *

ASPIRATIONS FOR HEAVEN.

My heart from my bosom would fly,
And climb to the blissful abode,

To see my Redeemer on high,

And dwell in the Palace of God.

In vain smiles the glittering scene,
If banish'd from Jesus's face;
Sweet prospects no longer are seen,
Without the sweet beams of his grace.

Dear Saviour, if still I am thine,

Oh! let me thine influence prove:

Nor suffer my spirit to pine

Deprived of thy visits of love.

*The author of the above lines had the happiness of becoming a Peacemaker by the presentation of them to two friends who had been at variance.

These shadows and darkness remove,
My joy and my sunshine restore;
Or take my freed spirit above,

Where darkness and doubts are no more.

Oh! when shall I mount to the sky?
Oh! when from this prison remove?

To enjoy Thee for ever on high,
For ever to dwell in thy love?

Yet still if thy wisdom ordain
A longer probation for me,
Oh! suffer my heart to remain
For ever united to Thee.

Oh! perfect the work thou hast wrought,
My soul from pollution retrieve,
Till I to thy rest shall be brought,

The Sabbath for all who believe.

LAMENTATION FOR UNFAITHFULNESS.

ALMIGHTY GOD, once more to thee

I come, my shame and guilt to own, With prostrate heart, and bended knee, To bow before thy glorious throne.

Degraded, helpless, blind, and weak,
To Satan's power a trembling slave;
I come thy pardoning grace to seek,
Thy mercy and thine help to crave.

O Lord, thou know'st how far and wide,
From thee my wandering steps have stray'd!
How sin hath drawn my heart aside,
And weakness oft my path betrayed!

Thou know'st how long my deafen'd ear
Hath scorn'd thy love's repeated call;
My crime-stain'd course, from year to year,
O Lord, my God, thou know'st it all!

Yes! I have grieved thy goodness long, Have known thy will, yet failed to do,— Have known the right, yet chose the wrong, And sinned 'gainst light and mercy too.

SUBMISSION.

SUBMISSIVE to thy will, my God,
I all to thee resign;

And, bow'd before thy chastening rod,
I mourn, but not repine.