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We are there unseen by the home-fire's blaze,
As our tales ye repeat again :
We are there, and we bless ye then.
And we hover o'er when the hour of prayer
Comes on, at the close of even-
EDWARD YOUNG, Esq.
Recognition in Heaven.
MUST confess, as the experience of my own
soul, that the expectation of loving my friends in heaven principally kindles mỹ love to them while on earth. If I thought I
should never know them, and, consequently, never love them after this life is ended, I should number them with temporal things, and love them as such; but now I delightfully converse with my pious friends, in a firm persuasion that I shall converse with them forever; and I take comfort in those that are dead or absent, believing that I shall shortly meet them in heaven and love them with a heavenly love.
2 Voice from Heaven.
SHINE in the light of God,
His image stamps my brow,
No keen and thrilling pain,
Hath rolled and left its stain.
I have found the joys of heaven,
I am one of the angel band,
And a harp is in my hand;
Whom Jesus hath set free,
With my new-born melody.
No sins, no griefs, no pains,
Safe in my happy home,
My fears all fled, my foes all slain,
My hour of triumph come; Oh, friends of my mortal years,
, The trusted and the true ! Ye are walking still through the vale of tears,
But I wait to welcome you.
Do I forget? · Ah, no!
For memory's golden chain
Till they meet and touch again;
And love's eclectic flame
To the world from which I came.
Do you mourn when another star
Shines out from the glittering sky ?
Or the storms of conflict die?
And your hearts be sorely riven,
And another soul in Heaven!
" That One Single Verse.”
N old negro in the West Indies, residing au a considerable distance from the missionary, but exceedingly desirous of learning to read the Bible, came to him regularly for a
lesson. He made but little progress, and his teacher, almost disheartened, intimated his fears that his labors would be lost, and asked him, “ Had you not better give it over?” “No massa,” said he, with great energy, “Me never give it over till me die;" and, pointing with his finger to Jolin, third chapter, and sixteenth verse: “God so loved the world,” etc., added, with touching emphasis : “It is worth all de labor to be able to read dat one single verse.”