Worcester daily spy. [volume] (Worcester [Mass.]) 1850-1888, 1854-11-18


Pleasures holy, thoughts Of peace
Spirits, infsnt-like, rejoicing,
Where all tears and sorr5ws cease.
Every morn flower waketh
Every eve blossom dies,
Scarcely opened to the sunlight,
Ere upon the earth it lies;
Little children Gods flowers,
Sleep upon the mothers breast;
Ere the OF childhood fadeth,
Angels call them to their rest.
Mourn not for the little children
In the grassy graves ahat lie
They have passed with souls unspotted,
To their spirit homes on hight
Death hath left them smiling faces,
Death hath been the voice of love,
Calling them from sin and sorrow,
To the better land above.
CURSES.
Curse not ul-doing is a deeper curse
Than tongue can utter. Evil will rebound.
And each ungentle thought, and word, and deed,
Fly back and culver in the unconscious breast.
Patrick Scott.
The World TO CoME.-The following were
the meditations Of the celebrated John Foster
on the death of his wife. They will seem to
many as a transcript of their own thoughts
under similar bereavements
"Can it be-how is it-what is it-that we
are now not inhabitants of the same world
that each has to think of the other as in per-
fectly different economy Of existence? With
err is she gone-in what manner does she con-
sciously realize to herself the astonishing
change-how does she look at herself as no
longer inhabiting mortal tabernacle-in what
manner does she recollect her state as only a
few weeks since-in what manner does she
think, and feel and act, and communicate
with other spiritual beings-what manner of
vision has she of God and the Saviour Of the
world-how does she review and estimate the
course of discipline through which she had
been prepared for the happy state where she
finds herself-in what manner does she look
back on death, which she has so recently pass
ed through-and does she plainly understand
the nature of a phenomenon so awfully mys-
terous to the eyes of mortals How does she
remember and feel respecting as, respecting
me? Is she associated with the spirits of her
departed son, and our two children who died
in infancys Does she indulge with delight
confident anticipation that we shall, after a
while, be added to her society," Ifshe should
think of it as, with respect to some of us,)
many years, possibly, before such an event,
does that appear long time in prospect, or
has she begun to account of duration accord
ing to the great laws of eternitys Earnest
maginings and questionings like these arise
without end and still, still, there is no ans
wer, no revelation. The mind comes again
and again up close to the thick black veil but
there is no perforation, no glimpse. She that
loved me, aud l trust loves me still, will not,
cannot, must not, answer me. can onlyim-
agne her to say, g Come and see serve our
God so that you shall come and share, at no
distant time
"The deep interest of the subject has led
me to think more, and to read little more,
| concerning that mysterious bades. How
strange that Revelation itself has kept it so
| completely yelled. Many things il that econo-
| my probably could not be made Ineligible to
us in this our grossly material condition but
there are many questions which could be dis
| tinctly and intelligibly answered. How strik-
ing to consider that those who were so lately
with US, asking those questions in vain, have
now the perfect experimental knowledge. 1
can imagine the very look with which my de-
parted Maria would sometimes talk or muse
on this subject The mystery, the Illustration
of our inquisitiyeness, was equal to us both.
What a stupendous difference noaoi And in
her present grand advantage she knows with
what augmented interest of solemn and affec-
Tomato inquisitiveness my thoughts will be
still directed, and in vain, to the subject. But
she knows why it is proper that should for
a while continue still in the dark-should
share no part of her new and marvellous reve-
lation."
EVENING PRAYER.-"O Lord watch over
me, lest sleep the sleep of death. Alas
this day, has it not been void of good works.
In it we might have gained everlasting life,
and we have lost it in vain pleasures. Per-
haps it nay be the last of life undeserving
of thy mercy. 0 fool perhaps this very night
Jesus may come to demand of thee thy soul,
the image of the great God, which thou hast
dis6gured by sin.
o Lord grant that while I sleep, thy love
may watch over me, and keep guard around
my heart. 1 am the prodigal SON; l have
wandered far away into strange land, where
[ have lost all my inheritance. l am starv-
ing, and beggar; but | know what will
do; will return to my Father; | will say to
him, o my Father l have sinned against
heaven and against Thee. Art thou not the
good Shepherd who leaves his flock to go in
to the desert after a single wandering sheeps
Hast thou not declared that there is Joy in
heaven over a single sinner who repentss p
Thou wilt not then despise an humble and
contrite heart.
0 Lord watch over my spirit while I
wake, and my body while sleep, that may
sleep in peace and awake in Jesus. Pity my
weakness. Send thy holy angels, Spirit Of
Light, that they may keep far from me the
spirit of evil that is ever around me. Grant
He
Give penitence to sinners, perseverance to the
Just, and peace to the dead. Let my evening
PRAYER rise to Thee, Lord and let thy
blessing descend upon me.-Feneion.
BOARDING AND ENJoYING.-An old man
was toiling through the burden and heat of
the day, in cultivating his field with his own
hand, and deposting the promising seeds into
the fruitful lap Of the yielding earth. Sud-
denly there stood before him, under the shade
of huge linden tree, vision. The old man
was struck with amazement.
81 am Solomon" spoke the phantom, in a
friendly voice. What are you doing here,
old man y
If you are Solomon" replied the venera-
BILE laborer, "how can you ask this In my
youth you sent me to the ant; saw its occu-
patton, and learned from that insect to be in
dustrious and to gather. What then learn
ed have followed out to this hour"
I" You have only learned half your lesson,''
resumed the spirit. SEQ again to the ant,
and learn from that insect to rest in the win
ter of your life, and to enjoy what you have
gathered up.''-German AHegory.
REVERENCE DUE TO GoD.-H the Young
man forgets his God, the old one will seldom
ind him in his old age; if in the pride and
flush of health we omit to call upon the name
of Him FROM whom we possess the vigor of
life, in the hour of sickness what comfort can
we have in approaching His Divine Majesty
And if, in the full enjoyment of every species