When, o'er the green, undeluged earth, LESSON VIII. Christian Hymn of Triumph;—from "The Martyr of Antioch."-MILMAN. SING to the Lord! let harp, and lute, and voice, While the bright martyrs to their rest are borne ! Rich as the purple of the summer morn— Sing the triumphant champions of their God, While burn their mounting feet along their sky-ward road. Sing to the Lord! for her, in beauty's prime, Sing to the Lord! it is not shed in vain, The blood of martyrs! from its freshening rain High springs the church, like some fount-shadowing palm: The nations crowd beneath its branching shade, Of its green leaves are kingly diadems made, And, wrapt within its deep, embosoming calm, Earth shrinks to slumber like the breezeless deep, And war's tempestuous vultures fold their wings and sleep. Sing to the Lord! no more the angels fly— The sound of fierce, licentious sacrifice. Headless, in dust, the awe of nations lies; co the Lord! from damp, prophetic cave -antic shout and dissonant music rude, numan tones are wailing victims heard; thers, by the reeking altar stone, heir dark heads to escape their children's dying groan. o the Lord! no more the dead are laid despair beneath the cypress shade, sleep the eternal sleep, that knows no morn : eager still to burst death's brazen bands, ngel of the resurrection stands ; le, on its own immortal pinions borne, ing the breaker of the imprisoning tomb, springs the exulting soul, and shakes away its gloom. the Lord! the desert rocks break out, e thronged cities in one gladdening shout,-farthest shores by pilgrim step explored; all your wings, ye winds, and waft around, the starry cope's pale waning bound, i's universal homage to the Lord; thine head, imperial capitol, on thy height to see the bannered cross unroll. the Lord! when time itself shall cease, al Ruin's desolating peace ap this wide and restless world of man ; he Judge rides upon the enthroning wind, r all generations of mankind al Vengeance waves its winnowing fan ; infinity's remotest space, ges run their everlasting race, the beatific hosts prolong, the glory of the Lamb, the Lamb's triumphan, song. LESSON IX. Consolations of Religion to the Poor.-J. G. PERCIVAL THERE is a mourner, and her heart is broken; Of peaceful happiness when life is o'er ; She lives in her affections; for the grave Has closed upon her husband, children; all Even as a fountain, whose unsullied wave Her full heart melts, and flows in Heaven's dissolving rays. And faith can see a new world, and the eyes A few short moments over, and the prize 1 Of peace eternal waits her, and the tomb comes her fondest pillow; all its gloom › her and all she loved here! and the bloom LESSON X. acter of a wise and amiable Woman.--FREEMAN. 7oman, whom I would exhibit to your view, possesses understanding. She is virtuous, not from impulse, and a childish simplicity; for she knows that evil well as good; but she abhors the former, and resoooses the latter. As she has carefully weighed the nd consequences of her actions, her moral principles ; and she has deliberately formed a plan of life, to e conscientiously adheres. Her character is her - knowledge and virtues are original, and are not copies of another character. Convinced that the very human being, consists in performing well the ch is assigned by divine Providence, she directs her attention to this object; and, whether as a wife, a r the head of a family, she is always diligent and exempt from affectation, the folly of little minds. her heart is the desire of acquiring a reputation, dering herself interesting, by imbecilities and im S. Thus she is delicate, but not timid: she has too d sense, ever to be afraid where there is no danger; eaves the affectation of terror to women, who, from of a correct education, are ignorant of what is truly She is still farther removed from the affectation lity; she has sympathy and tears for the calamities ends; but there is no artificial whining on her nor does she ever manifest more grief than she S. lightened an understanding, humility appears with |