holy name for ever. Thou hast scattered the darkness, O Lord! thou hast made it flee before the brightness of thy coming. Thy prophets proclaimed of old thy universal presence; thy saints rejoice always to confess that thou fillest all things evermore. Above the loftiest height thou art enthroned; beneath the lowest depth thou shinest so that all is light. Beyond the remotest west is thy sun, which setteth not; in the farthest east, thy sun riseth in the eternal morning. Blessed be thou, Supreme Power! blessed be thou, Celestial Light! nearer than all, thou hast enabled me to find thee,-within all, inmost of all. The brighter world, on the verge of which I stand! The mystic heaven and earth! It encircles me from thee. From the centre of mine own soul, within the bright consciousness opening in my heart, thou revealest the greater creation. Over the dark abyss thy spirit broodeth even now; thy voice goeth forth, and I see the light spreading over the mystery;-another earth, and other seas, thine, Almighty, -lying beneath thine eye, in still and everlasting worship! Other days roll on, a brighter sun shines, thy Sabbath draws near: Father, I am lost in thee, thy child so blessed of thy love! Thine image Thine every soul that lives. dwelleth in it; thy light even in darkness, when the darkness receiveth it not; thy truth, though clouds gather around it and hide it. Open every eye to see; make every heart glad through the vision of thy presence. Father, it is joy to see thy spirit moving through earth and air and sky; Father, it is bliss to feel thy love uniting us in family and in friendship; Father, how shall we praise thee for this deeper union? how celebrate thy presence drawing souls together, and, through the immense realm of spirit, creating thy great body, the holy communion, the living and immortal Church,- thy family, Father, in heaven and on earth? Thy child, O let me be thy child, loving thee, obeying thee; loving all that is of thee, serving every soul in thy world. Only keep before me for ever the great revelation, the Christ embodied in the Church, the divine life renewing man, heaven imaged in earth; and I can ask no more. I am full of joy; thy peace is over me, thine eternal Sabbath. Thy children, O let all men learn themselves to be! thy children, Lord, loving thee, obeying thee; loving each other, serving each other. Open to them thy revelation; keep it before them for ever. So let thy Christ fill and perfect his divine body. So dwell thou within thine immortal temple. Amen. SPHERE OF SPIRIT WHEN Once an ancient philosopher, so he was understood, denied the reality of motion, it has been pronounced a sufficient answer, some man arising in the company and walking. Precisely what the theory which the lover of wisdom maintained, we may not know perhaps. Quite probably, however, the answer was about the same which it would be for one to prove that the moon is moving some gusty evening by exclaiming, See there! See the moon scudding and running through those thin, broken clouds. Your eyes assure you that the moon moves and is not still. Just so men have answered Berkeley thousands of times. They supposed him to deny the reality of natural forms, and so proceeded to laugh at the nonsense of questioning what the five senses and universal experience of men put beyond the reach of doubt. Do we not see the sun and the earth? Do we not hear sounds from every side? Do we not taste the flavor of fruit, smell the fragrance of the flow |