While the language free and bold
Which the bard of Avon sung,-
In which our Milton told

How the vaults of heaven rung,

When Satan, blasted, fell with all his host.
While these, with reverence meet,

Ten thousand echoes greet,

And from rock to rock repeat
Round our coast!!

While the manners, while the arts,

That mould a nation's soul,

Still cling around our hearts,

Between let rivers roll,

Our joint communion breaking with the sun;

Yet still from either side

The bands of love stretched wide,

With voice of blood shall reach,

More audible than speech,

And loud proclaim to all that we are one.

"I have been abroad," says President Buchanan, "in other lands; I have witnessed arbitrary power; I have contemplated the people of other countries: but there is no country under God's heavens where a man feels for his fellow-man, except in the United States. And if you could feel how despotism looks on, how jealous despotic powers of the world are of our glorious institutions, you would cherish the Constitution and Union in your hearts,-next to your belief in the Christian religion:-the Bible for heaven, and the Constitution of your country for earth."

That is a beautiful figure of Winthrop's, in reference to our Constitution, where he says, "Like one of those wondrous rocking-stones raised by the Druids, which the finger of a child might vibrate to the centre yet the might of an army could not move from its place, our Constitution is so nicely poised that it seems to sway with the very breath of passion, yet so firmly based in the hearts and affections of the people, that the

THE COMMUNION OF CITIZENSHIP AND THE COM

MUNION OF SAINTS.

Let us then, for I am one of your fraternity,let us cherish the communion of citizenship, and, above all, the communion of saints, the brotherhood of Christianity. The motto of our national union is the motto also of our Christian union :-E PLURIBUS UNUM,—one from many,—many united into one, every one having his own peculiar and independent institutions, rights, interests, and policy, all having a

wildest storms of treason and fanaticism break over it in vain." We trust that this may be verified.

"OUR NATIVE LAND.

"Home of our birth! our dear-loved land,

Thy glories stretch from sea to sea:

From ocean-lake to tropic strand;

Land of the fearless and the free!

"From where the western Golden Gate
Gleams ruddy in the sunset ray,
To where the stern Atlantic chain
Looks proudly on the rising day,—

"From far Niagara's deluge wild

To Florida's perennial flowers:
Ne'er hath the sun of heaven smiled

On such a heritage as ours.

"God and the Union!

This our creed,

Our motto this forever be:

So shall our starry banner float

Forever o'er the brave and free!"

common constitution, common dangers, and common glory or shame, prosperity or progress. And thus also, while there is one Lord and one Spirit, there are various gifts and diversities of administration in every church and in every individual Christian. The working of the Spirit in the one universal church, made up of all its separate members, is like "the breathings of the wind upon the ocean, no two waves shaping themselves to exact uniformity, and yet all curving and rippling into expressions of one great law, all answering to each other in perfect harmony as developments of one great principle. Every Christian has his own differentia, his own peculiar catalogue of hopes and aspirations and impulses; and yet he has also so much in common with all his brethren in Christ as to be able to make their language his own." Hence arise, like a forest of beautiful peaks soaring heavenward from a single mountain, the innumerable blessings not only of the communion of saints, but, above all, of holy fellowship, holy co-operation and striving together for the furtherance of the gospel.

Let us then, as fellow-workmen and fellow-pilgrims, walk hand in hand, bearing one another's burdens, helping each other's infirmities, forbearing one another in love, seeking the things that make for peace, each minding his own business and fulfilling his own task, and all looking for and hasting unto the coming of the great God and our Saviour Jesus Christ.

Come, brothers! let us onward;
Night comes without delay,
And in this howling desert

It is not good to stay.
Take courage and be strong;

We are hasting on to heaven; Strength for warfare will be given, And glory won ere long.

The pilgrims' path of trial

We do not fear to view;

We know his voice who calls us,-
We know him to be true.

Then let who will contemn,

Come strong in his Almighty grace, Come, every one with steadfast face! On to Jerusalem!

O brothers, soon is ended
The journey we've begun;
Endure a little longer,-

The race will soon be run.

And in the land of rest

In yonder bright eternal home

Where all the Father's loved ones come

We shall be safe and blest.

Then, boldly let us venture!
This, this

worth the cost:

Though dangers we encounter,
Though every thing is lost,
O world! how vain thy call!

We follow him who went before,
We follow, to th' eternal shore,
Jesus, our all-in-all.

THE APPEAL.

God, my brothers, will not leave us;
Still his heaven is o'er us bent;
His commandments are not grievous:
Do his will, and be content.
Only truth and love shall flourish

In the end, beloved mates;
Only charity can nourish

Those whom charity creates.
Believe in God.

You have wrongs by forge and furnace,
You have darkness, you have dread;
But you work in radiant harness,
And your God is overhead.

Does not night bring forth the morning?
Does not darkness father light?
Even now we have forewarning,
Brothers, of the close of night.
Believe in God.

Many, many are the shadows

That the dawn of truth reveals Beautiful on life's broad meadows Is the light the Christian feels. Evil shall give place to goodness, Wrong be dispossess'd by right;

Out of old chaotic rudeness

God evokes a world of light.
Believe in God.