See, see! glad beams of light, Stream through the morning's widely opening gates: And earth subdued, his peaceful reign awaits. REV. ELNATHAN DAVIS. THERE IS WORK FOR ALL. There is work for all in this world of ours— In the peasant's cot, in the noble's hall; There is work for the wise and eloquent tongue, There is work for all while a slave remains ; Think on the waste of human life, In the deadly scenes of the battle strife; When the wind blows keen and the nights are cold; The toiling poor who make nations great; And remember the grave with its long repose, Is heard the loud cry-" There is work for all!" E. B. P. BIBLE GRATITUDE. During the late hostilities with England an order was given for the war prayer to be read in all the Churches of Norway for success against the British arms. A company of Norwegian Miners refused to join their petitions with those of their nation. "When starvation overtook us," said the generous band, "it was the corn and sympathies of England which saved us from death; and what is yet more deserving of our gratitude, it was England who sent us the Bible-we cannot pray against England." Arise against Britannia, go ! Her fleet is on the main ; Arm, arm from every mountain's brow, Arm, arm from every plain ! Till, from low hut to kingly hall, Kneel! kneel! that Heaven may pour, like rain, And forth from every house and fane The prayer was heard to go; Save one meek band of peasant men, None heard their voices mingling then But when the lattice pane grew red And from long toil the miner sped, Then from low hearts of humble worth That dove-like peace might brood o'er earth, "Who when the famine mocked our toil, Thy stores were opened, generous Isle, Yet dwells there loftier cause than this, "Fair was the bark that freely bore Peace! peace! oh, Albion, evermore- Of earthly, heavenly bread; So on thy name, in every clime, MARIE. |