2 Earth and her thousand voices give 3 The streams, all beautiful and bright, And there, with music in his flight, 4 Thus, like the morning, calm and clear, 5 No winter there, no shades of night, 1039. C. M. Spring. NEWTON. 1 AT length the wished-for spring has come: How altered is the scene! The trees and shrubs are dressed in bloom, 2 O, let my inmost soul confess, The bounteous hand that deigns to bless 3 Inspired to praise, my heart would join 4 My faith exults, that yet the spring Our gracious God will surely bring, 1040. 7s & 6s. BRIT. MAG. Autumn. 1 THE leaves, around me falling, 2 The light my path surrounding, Just gleam and shoot away, 3 The friends gone there before me 'Mid scenes of death and sin? O, rise to glory, hither, And find true life begin." 4 I hear the invitation, And fain would rise and come, A sinner, to salvation, An exile, to his home; But while I here must linger, 1 SEE the leaves around us falling, YORNE 2 "Youth, on length of days presuming, 3 "What though yet no losses grieve you, - 4 On the tree of life eternal Let our highest hopes be stayed: 1042. C. M. Winter. STEELE. 1 STERN Winter throws his icy chains, How bleak, how comfortless the plains, 2 The sun withholds his vital beams, 3 Return, O blissful sun, and bring This mental winter shall be spring, 4 O happy state! divine abode, Where spring eternal reigns, 5 Great Source of light, thy beams display, My drooping joys restore, And guide me to the seats of day, 1043. C. M. Winter. WATTS. 1 THE hoary frost, the fleecy snow, 2 When, from his dreadful stores on high, 3 God sends his word, and melts the snow; 4 The changing wind, the flying cloud, With songs and honors sounding loud, OPENING AND CLOSING YEAR 1044. L. M. DODDRIDGE. The Flight of Time. 1 GOD of eternity, from thee Did infant Time his being draw; Moments, and days, and months, and years, 2 Silent and slow they glide away; Steady and strong the current flows, The boundless gulf from whence it rose. 3 With it the thoughtless sons of men Swift on to their eternal home, Whence not one soul can e'er return. 4 Yet, while the shore, on either side, 5 Great Source of wisdom, teach my heart Reflections at the End of the Year. 1 AND now, my soul, another year I cannot long continue here, 2 Much of my hasty life is gone, ANON. And swift my passing moments run, — 3 Awake, my soul; with utmost care What are thy hopes? how sure? how fair? 4 Behold, another year begins; 5 Devoutly yield thyself to God, 1 OUR Helper, God, we bless his name, The tokens of whose gracious care |