Sacramento daily record-union. [volume] (Sacramento [Calif.]) 1875-1891, 1885-10-24

We may sec &c manifested
IN the moor and wood ard river,
Ia Inc golden glow OF sunset
In the corn wealth of the land,
IN the homes OF all The people
And the common Joy and gladness,
But no language eau express It,
And no heart can understand.
Then let no one dare to measure
Or restrict this boundless mercy,
And let every heart take comfort
Ana the tfnid ones be strong:
NO creature is forsaken
Each shares the Fathers Tnercy
AUD the lOWlieSt and weakest
Should AXE up the psalmists song
= Marianne birmingham in the London Chris
tian World.
As king is honored in his image, so
God is loved and hated in man. He can
not hate man who loves God nor can he
who hates God love man.-TChrysoston.
If we practice goodness, not for the sake
of its own intrinsic excellence, but for the
sake of gaining some advantage by it, we
may be cunning, but We are not good
cicero.
Practically the two English University
presses are supplying the whole English
speaking world with Revised Bibles and
the work. it need hardly be said. has been
gigantic one. As regards Oxford the
manufacture OF Bibles involves great deal
iAOAS IIiesil P4 liltlli5 anu DillUlnS.
We come, in our trust, unto God, and the
moment we so embrace him, by commit
ting our total being and eternity To him. we
find everything is transformed. There is
life in us from God; a kind of Christ-con-
seriousness is opened to u.s. testifying with
the apostle-Christ Eveth in me.-THorace
Bushnell.
Make yourselves nests of pleasant
thoughts. None of us yet know, for none
OF Us have been taught in early youth
what fairy palaces we may build Of beauti-
full thoughts, proof against all adversity.
Bright tancies, satisfied memories. noble
histories, faithful sayings, treasure houses
of precious and restful thoughts, which
care cannot disturb nor pain make gloomy,
nor poverty take away from us-houses
built without hands. for our souls to live
inf. Ruskin.
Consider the uncertainty, mutability, and
Inconsistency of all things under the sun.
All temporals are as trgnsitory i'd hasty
torrent q shadow, a bird or an arrow in
flight, as post that passeth by; 1.-THE
fashion of this world passeth avav."
Riches were never true to any one that
trusted in them they have deceived men
as Jobs brook did the poor traveller in the
summer season, vi. Is" as the stream of
brooks they pass away" AS bird hoppeth
from tree TO tree, so do the honors and
riches of this world pass from man to man.
Thomas Brooks.
Next to John Wesley, the most famous
Methodist. TO the minds of the MARYLAND
ers, was Joshua Thomas-a character as
picturesque as any known in the church
annals OF America. 1t was Father
Thomas who preached to the redcoats on
the way to Baltimore and who warned
iQt cd f.r,l,.
North Point. More than seventy years
have passed since that sermon, yet a. The
Methodist" the famous canoe of the ia
nous parson of the islands," is still afioat
III Tangier sound. 1t is q relic that the
islanders prize as highly IS the parsons
Bible itself
AS one Climbs mountain roadway, and
looks OFT on the landscape through the
forest trees or from some overlapping cra,
at each step he sees more and more of the
outlying beauty of field and lake and forest
and hill and river, till he reaches the sum
NIT, where the whole vast scene opens to
the view and enthuses his soul with de-
light. So life should be constant lookout.
through the gray mists, through the falling
shadows. through the running tears, till he
comes to the shining top of life in God him
sell, where the fogs lift, and the shadows
fall and the view is all unGisturbed TT.
B. Romeyn.
Other sages have spoken to me of God.
But from whom could / have learned the
essence of divine perfection as from Him.
who was in peculiar sense the Son, rep
resentative and image of God-who was
especially an incarnation of the unbounded
love OF the Fatherp And from what other
teacher could have learned to approach
the Supreme Being with that filial spirit
which forms the happiness of my fellow
ship with HimH From other seers | have
heard of heaven but when | behold in
Jesus the spirit of heaven, dwelling actu-
ally on earth, what a new comprehension
have of that better world.-[W. Z. Chan
ming.
God ladies' the wings of private PRAYER
with the sweetest, choicest and chiefest
blessings. Ali how often hath God kissed
the poor Christian at the beginning of pri-
yate prayer, spoken peace to him in the
midst of prayer, and filled him with light
Joy and assurance upon its close AS is the
fresh air to close, infected room. SO is the
keen, invigoratlng breeze from the throne
of God, which peers into the narrow cham
Der of the heart, stuffed with the preiudices
and passions and fancies OF our own little
circle, of our own little thoughts, whose
doors have never been opened to new ideas
or bright feelings, whose windows have
been closed against all wider and higher
yiews.-[Dean Stanley.
No man who is fit to live need fear to
die. Poor, timorous. faithless souls that
we are How we shall smile at our vain
alarms when the worst has happened To
us here death is the most terrible thing we
know. But when we have tasted its reality
it will mean to us birth, deliyerance, new
creation Of ourselves. 1t will be what
health is to the sick man. 1t will be what
home is to the exile. 1t will be what the
loved one given back is to the bereayed
AS we draw near to it q solemn gladness
should fill our hearts. 1t is Gods great
morning, lighting up the sky. Our fears
are the terror of children in the night. The
night, with its terrors, its darkness, its
feverish dreams, is passing away; and
when we awake it will be into the sunlight
of Cod Albany Journal.
The mysteries of the Bible should teach
US, at one and the same time, our nothing.
ness and our greatness; producing humility
and animating hope. l bow before these
mysteries. l knew that l should find
them, and pretend not to remove them
But whilst | thus PROSTATE myself, il is
with deep gladness and exultation of spirit
God would not have limited the mystery
had he not hereafter designed to explain it.
And, therefore, are my thoughts on far
off home, and rich things are around me,
and the voices of many harpers. and the
shinings of bright consultations, and the
clusters Of the cherub and the saraph; and
a whisper. which seems not Of this earth,
is circulating through the soul. Now we
see through glass darkly, but then face to
face; now know in part, but then shall
know even as l am known. "-l Henry Mel
will