record, that, at the gracious invitation of the Redeemer, "He left all, rose up, and followed Him." An honorable testimony! He manifested his love of truth in renouncing all for Ilis sake, who was of truth the embodiment. Without lingering to confer with flesh and blood, without consulting worldly issues, without seeking counsel of friends and kindred-no sooner did the future apostle, evangelist, and martyr, recognize in the august lineaments before him, the Shiloh, the King of Glory, than, filled with holy faith, he hastened to obey the Divine call. moment, the soul of Levi with a deathless devotion.

From that auspicious clave unto his master If we view the founda

tions of the city as rising one above another, the cornelian and diamond, red and white, are the central stones. May not this circumstance denote that the salvation of Christ, and the purity and indestructibility of His Kingdom, should be the great central objects of all our thoughts and aspirationsthe blent focus that should attract and rivet our undeviating gaze? White is the established emblem of innocence, and the redeemed are represented as being clad in white vestures. Unto him that overcometh, Christ promises to give "a white stone, and in the stone a new name written." Happy,

happy they, who have already arrived in the blissful haven, and now behold the King in His beauty! 'who have already awakened in His likeness, and are satisfied! Sweet home, we languish for thee, and to receive of thy robes of unsullied whiteness, free from any vestige of sin. Shall we, aweary and sorrow-stained, ever pass through those pearly doors and courts of peerless splendor, and sit down, clad in the Wedding-garment of Righteousness, to the marriage-supper of the Lamb and His Redeemed?

A. B. G.

The Truth of God.

DAILY wrestled with my foe,
But wrestling still increased my woe;
I rarely could get ground,

Or 'scape without a wound:

Hell and the flattering world combined
With the propensions of my carnal mind.

To God I daily sent my cries,
Of heavenly aid to gain supplies;
My prayer, my sigh, my groan,
Ne'er reached, I fear, the throne;
Yet God's veracity relieved

My troubled spirit when I most was grieved.

My God, my God, with tears I spake,

Ah, will Thy pity me forsake!
I oft Thy promise plead

To help in time of need;

In time of need I long have prayed:

Ah, Lord! why is Thy promise long delay'd?

My spirit here my sorrow check'd,
Bade me Thy own good time expect;
Thou best, my God, dost know
Thy gifts when to bestow;
Like Simon, then, I acquiesced,

Yet lived in patient languor to be blest.

Dear Lord, I, on a sudden, felt
My spirit into sweetness melt;
What joys were in my breast
Can never be express'd;

Thou, Lord, art true, most true, I find,

And Thou, in gracious rays, hast on me shin'd.

Thy promises of hearing prayer,

Of pardon, and paternal care,

Of efficacious aids.

When hell our soul invades,

Of bliss ecstatic, unconfin'd

Of Thy good Spirit dwelling in our mind,—

They all infallibly are true;

All are perform'd in seasons due:

My God, much sooner I

My thinking would deny,

Than of Thy gracious promise doubt

The steady anchor of a soul devout.

Thy promise, Lord, the more to bind,

Thou hast Thy oath eternal join'd;

From both to saints below

Strong consolations flow:

On both their humble hope they found,
In bliss supernal to be thron'd and crown'd.

Whene'er to God I have recourse,

And of a promise feel the force,
Faith, which experience rears,
So fixes, so endears,

That martyrs their high courage build
On certain sense of promises fulfilled.

Thy Truth, my God, Thy saints revere,
And learn of Thee to be sincere e;
They with a heart entire,

To love Divine aspire;

And for probation of their zeal

To Thy Omniscience humbly make appeal.

In things below man seeks repose,

Whose sweetest joys are bitter'st woes;

Experiments he tries,

Finds all to be but lies;

His expectations they defeat;

The world appears a universal cheat.