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such shouting, such leaping and weeping for joy, never greeted the ear of human being so recovered from the yawning gulf of eternity. E. BURRITT.

LESSON LXXXIX.

INCENTIVES TO YOUTHFUL DEVOTION.

1. I EARNESTLY wish that I could induce all young persons to divest religion of every gloomy and repulsive association; to feel that it does not consist, as some would fain represent it, in solemn looks and a sanctified demeanor, or in an affected fondness for long sermons or long prayers; but that, properly understood, it is-and especially for the young-a cheerful and lightsome spirit, reposing with affectionate confidence in an Almighty Father, unalloyed with fear, unshaken by distrust.

2. Would you have within your bosoms, that peace which the world can neither give, nor take away ? Would you possess a source of the purest and sweetest pleasures? Would you have that highest of all blessings, a disposition to relish, in their highest perfection, all the innocent and rational enjoyments of life? Then, let me conjure you to cherish a spirit of devotion; a simple-hearted, fervent, and affectionate piety. Accustom yourselves to conceive of God, as a merciful and gracious parent, continually looking down upon you, with the tenderest concern, and inviting you to be good, only that you may become everlastingly happy. Consider yourselves as placed upon earth, for the express purpose of doing the will of God; and remember, if this be your constant object, whatever trials, disappointments, and sorrows, you may be doomed to experience, you will be sustained under them all, by the noblest consolations.

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3. With a view of keeping up a perpetual sense of your dependence upon God, never omit to seek him habitually in prayer, and to connect the thought of him with all that is affecting or impressive, in the events of your lives; with all that is stupendous, and vast, and beautiful, in the productions of his creative power and skill. Whatever excites you; whatever, in the world of nature, or the world of man, strikes you as new and extraordinary; refer it all to God; discover in it some token of his providence, some proof of his goodness; convert it into some fresh occasion of praising and blessing his holy and venerable name. Do not regard the exercises of devotion as a bare duty, which has a merit in itself, however it is performed; but recur to them as a privilege

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and a happiness, which ennobles and purifies your nature, and binds you, by the holiest of ties, to the greatest and best of all beings.

4. When you consider what God is, and what he has done; when you cast your eyes over the broad field of creation, which he has replenished with so many curious and beautiful objects, or raise them to the brilliant canopy of heaven, where other worlds, and systems of worlds, beam upon the wondering view; when day and night, and summer and winter, and seed-time and harvest; when the things nearest and most familiar to you, the very structure of your own bodily frame, and that principle of conscious life and intelligence which glows within you; all speak to you of God, and call upon your awakened hearts to tremble and adore; when to a Being thus vast, thus awful, you are permitted to approach in prayer; when you are encouraged to address him by the endearing name of a Father in heaven, and with all the confidence and ingenuousness of affectionate children, to tell him your wants and your fears, to implore his forgiveness, and earnestly to beseech him for a continuance of his mercies: you cannot, my young friends, if you have any feeling, any seriousness about you, regard the exercises of devotion as a task; but must rejoice in it as an unspeakable privilege, to hold direct intercourse with that great and good Being, that unseen but universal Spirit, to whose presence all things in heaven and on earth bear witness, and in whom we all live, and move, and have our being.

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5. Thus excite and cherish the spirit of devotion. any thing touches your hearts, or powerfully appeals to your moral feelings, give way to the religious impulse of the occasion, and send up a silent prayer to the Power who heareth in secret. And, in your daily addresses to God, do not confine yourselves to any stated form of words, which may be repeated mechanically without any concurrence either of the heart or of the head; but after having reviewed the mercies of your particular condition; after having collected your thoughts, and endeavored to ascertain the wants and weaknesses of your own character; give utterance, in the simple and unstudied language which comes spontaneously to the lips, to all those emotions of gratitude and holy fear, of submission and trust, which cannot fail to arise in your hearts, when you have previously reflected what you are, and find your. selves alone, in the presence of an Almighty God.

TAYLOR.

LESSON XC.

A PSALM OF LIFE.

1. TELL me not in mournful numbers,
Life is but an empty dream!
For the soul is dead that slumbers,
And things are not what they seem.

2. Life is real! Life is earnest !
And the grave is not its goal;
Dust thou art, to dust returnest,
Was not written of the soul.
3. Not enjoyment, and not sorrow,
Is our destined end and way,
But to act, that each to-morrow
Find us further than to-day.

4. Art is long, and time is fleeting,

And our hearts, though stout and brave,
Still, like muffled drums, are beating
Funeral marches to the grave.

5. In the world's broad field of battle,
In the bivouac of life,

Be not like dumb, driven cattle!
Be a hero in the strife!

6. Trust not Future, howe'er pleasant!
Let the dead Past bury its dead!
Act!-act in the living Present!
Heart within, and God o'er head.
7. Lives of great men all remind us
We can make our lives sublime,
And, departing, leave behind us
Footprints on the sands of time;
8. Footprints, that perhaps another,
Sailing o'er life's solemn main,
A forlorn and shipwreck'd brother,
Seeing, shall take heart again.
9. Let us, then, be up and doing,
With a heart for any fate;
Still achieving, still pursuing,
Learn to labor and to wait.

LONGFELLOW

LESSON XCI.

THE JUSTICE AND POWER OF GOD.

1. BEHOLD, God is great; we cannot know him, Nor search out the number of his years.

Lo, he draweth up the drops of water,
Which form rain from his vapor;
The clouds pour it down,

And distill it upon man in abundance.

Who can understand the spreading of his clouds,
And the rattling of his pavilion ?

Behold, he spreadeth around himself his light;
In both hands he holds the lightning;

He commissions it against his enemies.

2. At this my heart trembleth,

And is moved out of its place.

Hear, O hear the sound of his voice,

And the noise which issueth from his mouth.
He sendeth it through the whole heavens,
And his lightning to the ends of the earth.
After it a voice roareth;

He thundereth with the voice of his majesty,

And restraineth not the tempest, when his voice is heard.

3. God thundereth marvelously with his voice;

Great things doeth he, which we cannot comprehend.
For he saith to the snow, " Be thou on the earth;"
Likewise to the rain, even the rains of his might.
He sealeth up the hand of every man,
That all his laborers may acknowledge him.
Then, the beasts go into dens,

And abide in their caverns.

4. Out of the south cometh the whirlwind, And cold out of the north.

By the breath of God, ice is formed,

And the broad waters are made solid.

He causeth the clouds to descend in rain,

And his lightning scattereth the mists.

He leadeth them about by his wisdom,

That they may execute his commands throughout the world, Whether he cause them to come for punishment,

Or for his earth, or for mercy.

3. Give ear unto this, O Job!

Stand still, and consider the wondrous works of God.

Dost thou know when God ordained them,

And caused the lightning of his cloud to flash?

Dost thou understand the balancing of the clouds,

The wondrous works of him that is perfect in wisdom?
How thy garments become warm

When he maketh the earth sultry by his south wind?
Canst thou, like him, spread out the sky,

Firm, like a molten mirror?

Teach us what we shall say to him,

For we cannot address him by reason of darkness.
If I speak, will it be told him?

Verily, if a man speak to him, he will be consumed.

6. Men cannot look upon the light

When it is bright in the skies,

When a wind hath passed over them, and made them clear,
And a golden splendor cometh from the firmament;

But with God is terrible majesty !

The Almighty, we cannot find him out;

He is excellent in power and justice,

Perfect in righteousness, but he giveth no account of his doings.

Therefore let man fear him

Whom none of the men of wisdom can behold.

NOYES' TRANSLATION OF JOB.

LESSON XCII.

A BEE HUNT.

1. THE beautiful forest in which we were encamped, abounded in bee-trees; that is to say, trees, in the decayed trunks of which, wild bees had established their hives. It is surprising in what

countless swarms the bees have overspread the far west, within but a moderate number of years. The Indians consider them but the harbinger of the white man, as the buffalo is of the red man; and say, that in proportion as the bee advances, the Indian and buffalo retire. They are always accustomed to associate the hum of the bee-hive with the farm-house and flower-garden, and to consider those industrious little insects as connected with the busy haunts of man; and I am told, that the wild bee is seldom to be met with, at any great distance from the frontier. They have been the heralds of civilization, steadfastly preceding it, as it advanced from the Atlantic borders, and some of the ancient settlers of the west pretend to give the very year when the honeybee first crossed the Mississippi.

2. The Indians, with surprise, found the moldering trees of their forests suddenly teeming with ambrosial sweets, and nothing, I am told, can exceed the greedy relish with which they banquet, for the first time, upon this unbought luxury of the wilderness. At present, the honey-bee swarms in myriads in the noble groves and forests that skirt and intersect the prairies, and extend along the alluvial bottoms of the rivers. It seems to me as if these beautiful regions answer literally to the description of the land of promise, "a land flowing with milk and honey;" for the rich pasturage of the prairies is calculated to sustain herds of cattle, as countless as the sands on the sea-shore, while the flowers, with which they are enameled, render them a very paradise for the nectar-seeking bee.

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