strument, looked in silence for the approving smile of her father. It was the still, passionless smile which the wrapt and joyous spirit had left - with the seal of death upon those features] Spirit, thy labor is o'er! Thy term of probation is run, Thy steps are now bound for the untrodden shore, And the race of immortals begun. Spirit! look not on the strife Or the pleasures of earth with regret, Pause not on the threshold of limitless life, To mourn for the day that is set. Spirit! no fetters can bind, No wicked have power to molest; There the weary, like thee, the wretched, shall find, A haven, a mansion of rest. Spirit! how bright is the road For which thou art now on the wing! Thy home it will be, with thy Saviour and God, Their loud hallelujah to sing. PRAYERS TO BE USED BY A SICK PERSON, PRAYERS TO BE USED WITH A SICK PERSON, AUTHORS OF THE HYMNS. I.-Bowring. II.-Moore. III.-Mrs. Adams. IV.-Grinfield. IX.-Wordsworth. XIII.-Dale. XVII.-C. Mackay. XX.-Longfellow. XXI.-Bowring XXII.-Bowring. XXIII.-Bowring. XXVII-Moravian. XXVIII.-Wesley. XXIX.-Mrs. Miles. XXX.-Norton. XXXI.-Norton. XXXII.-Mrs. Miles. XXXV.-Montgomery. XXXVI.-Mrs. Gilman. |