Tri-weekly journal., 1847-09-18
THE JOU r N AL.
From Howitt's Journal.
LABOR-WORSHIP.
BY EDWARD You'll,

NEVER NOIhlHS- EVER
Up and laboT-work is prayer,
Worship is in best endeavor.
Days and nights not given to service,
Turn thy life to sinful waste;
Be no laggard be no sluggard,-
Live not like man disgraced.
See-Creation never resteth,
Ever God creates anew;
To be like Him, is to labor,
To adore Him, is to DO.
Do thy best, and do it bravely,
Never flag with under-zeal,-
This is writ as Scripture holy,
Thou must either work or steal
None have mandate TO be idle;
Folded hands are vilest crime;
Gods command is labor-worship,
In thy youth and in thy prime.
For preach the newest Gospel
Work with hand and work with heart;
Work-the Heavens are working always.
Nature reads text to art.
Suns become the sires of Systems,
Planets labor as they roll;
And the law of their Celestial,
Is law within tiny soul.
From thy nerves at each pulsation,
From the mystery of Sleep
Comes a lesson-a monition,
Whose significance is deep.
Rightly read, and fifty needed,
1t will whisper to thy breast
"Thou art clothed around with beauty,
And an angel is thy guest"
But the beauty worketh, striveth,
And is leading thee apace
To future, whose foundations
God hath planted not in space
Oh, the angel-how he helpeth!
Hinder not by act of thine;
Tagging limbs, or heart aweary,
Mar the work of the Divine.
Be workman, o my brother;
Higher orship is there none;-
With ilshymD of worE-devotion,
Nature is one choral tone.
AS | read the newest Gospel
When the spade divides the clod,
When the ploughshare turns the furrow.
Men in prayer strive with God.
Pray-"The early rain and latter,
Lord, Withhold not from our toll;
Fructify the seed we scatter,
With this worship, in the SOIL"
Say-''No slothful invocations
From our lips our lives profane;
We have kept the old commandment,
Taking not Thy name in vain.
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And invoke Thy name with sin,
Who, their idle hand uplifting,
Uneaned good would garner in.
eve have new Interpretation
For the old instruction ASK;
But he asketh, most who tasketh,
Sinews, to perform his task"
ASH read the newest Gospel,
There is nothing fixed and still
Constant only in mutation
Is Gods law of Good and Ill.
Time was, when the tongues petition
Wisely wrestled with the skies;
When the flames, that curled on affairs,
Made accepted sacrifice.
Time was, when the crowd exalted
Priests above their lellow-men -
But that worship is departed,
And doth not return again.
Ever working,-ever doing
Natures law in Space and Time -
See thou heed it in thy worship;
Build thou up Life sublime,
Every idleness blasphemeth
In its prayer-in its praise;
How shall Heaven accept his incense,
Who is idle all his days?
Be workman, o my brother:
Trust not worship to the tongue;
PRAY with strenuous self-exertion
Best by hands are anthems sung.
Every where the earth is hallowed,
Temples rise on every soil
In the forest-in the city
And their priest is Daily Toll.
Col. MAY.-This gallant officer passed thro
Harrisburg lately. on his way TO Carlisle, Pa.
where he is to establish a school for cavalry
literally speaking, where he is to teach the
young idea how to shoot.
OFEight thousand emigrants have died o
the ship fever at Montreal and Quebec