The Republican journal. [volume] (Belfast, Me.) 1829-current, 1878-10-24
Jewels of Thought and Devotion.

/, il raining little Flower
Be glad 81 rain
lus mich rain would WitheI thee
Twill shine again.
The clouds very black It's true
Bat Just behind them shines the blue
Art thou weary tender hear,
Be glad OF pain
L sorrow sweetest things will grow
As flowers III rain
'rot watches and thou wilt have sun
When clouds their perfect work have done.
GOD is not in haste but bis ain is sure.
The wealthy miser lives as poor man here but
he must give account a. rich man IL the day Of
Judgment
Heavens gates are wide enough to admit every
sinner IL the universe who i peuiteut. but too
marrow 10 admit single sn.
Happiness consists not in possessing much but
il being content with what we possess H., who
wants 4ttle sas alwavs enough
Without a belief in personal immortality re
lglou SURELY IS Ike an arch resting On one ujllar
i ke bridge ending in an abyss
Faith builds in the dungeon and the Iazar house
is 7ADAnest shrnes: and mp through roofs and
stone and smut out from the eye Of heaven. as
ceuds the ladder where the angels glide to and fro
PRAYER
Immortality supreme fact OF man existence
how shall picture thee. or unto what canst thou
be Akened Thou art Ike the sky when the sun
stands III mid heaven large as mans vision can
compass. grave with the solemnitv of thy vast
ness and bright with the smile OF a Spirit whose
bcnlgnancy is eternal No wonder that the ancents
called thee the father Of their gods y wonder
that they braced their souls for battle with thy
majestic inspirations. No wonder that they opened
with sword and cup path for their mighty spirits
OUT OF the hazard OF dubious into the sure
grandeur Of thy everlasting peace Descend Great
spirit. and brood upon our souls this dav Hover
Win thy invisible wings above this audience and
BRING 10 birth within us moods solemn. grand and
majestic as thyseif, that Lay be lifted above
the level Of sordld pleasures above the plane at
mortal trouble above the disappointlnehts that
veX Us here to that clam altitude of jov and hope
and faith where we can grasp the Almighty Hand
nd by II be led upward and upward. forever more
I " H. Il. Murray.
Consider the perils that lie hidden il every man 5
he. In the garden and behind the ros it turks :
II the orchard, and behind the redolent Dough in
The picture, while yet the artists brush is LAYING
on the pigment in all your building while the
trowel is ringing upon the uprising wall in all
Your digging, whether IN the furrow or in the gar
den III the erection of more ample ware houses
and stores for the keeping of your goods-in all
these there is peril.
There is not far from you that hidden certainty
OF death. am speaking TO some that | shall never
speak to again. You are marked You are going
away, and my eye shall never rest on Won AGAIN
There are some of you within handbreadth
OF the grave, and it doth not appear who it is If
| were to say that some sharpshooter hidden.
would launch the fatal bullet into the midst OF this
assembly, with what terror would the whole of You
rise! and yet Death stands with bow drawn back
TO the uttermost, and that arrow is Just on the
strlng that will speed to some of you. You seem
strong to-day. To morrow you shall be weak You
seem today to be honorable Ere long eclipse is
coming upon your fair name. You seem to be re-
Yelling IN pleasures diSallOWed but God marks
you. You think that you are hidden from the eve
OF God because you are hidden from the eve of
man, but It is delusion Gods eye is ever on
you. and your tomb is close by you There is no
contrast more awful to thoughtful men and no
lnfatuatlon more striking than that which exists
between the reality of a mans condition and that
mans own thought of his condition. Beecher.