THE foundation of God standeth sure, having this seal, The Lord knoweth them that are

Is there but one day of judgment? Why, for us every day is a day of judgment, every day is a Dies Iræ, and writes its irrecoverable verdict in the flame of its west. Think you that judgment waits till the doors of the grave are opened? It waits at the doors of your houses, it waits at the corners of your streets. We are in the midst of judgment; the insects that we crush are our judges, the moments that we fret away are our judges, the elements that feed us judge as they minister, and the pleasures that deceive us judge as they indulge.

JOHN RUSKIN.

BUT God, who is rich in mercy, for His great love wherewith He loved us, even when we were dead in sins, hath quickened us together with Christ. EPH. ii. 4, 5.

Two went to pray? Oh, rather say,
One went to brag, the other to pray;

One stands up close and treads on high,
Where the other dares not lend his eye;

One nearer to God's altar trod,

The other to the altar's God.

RICHARD CRASHAW.

NAY, it may be held with intense satisfaction that the depth of our sinning is but a measure for the depth of forgiveness, and a clinching proof that we are peculiar instruments of the Divine intention.

GEORGE ELIOT.

BE perfect, be of good comfort, be of one 2 COR. xiii. II.

mind, live in peace.

NOT for my peace will I go far,
As wanderers do, that still do roam,
But make my strengths such as they are
Here in my bosom and at home.

BEN JONSON.

THE old idea of sainthood demanded mira

cles of those whom it admitted to its calendars. The Church of Rome still makes the same demand. All make the sainthood an exceptional, irregular, unusual thing. We cannot surely think that this idea has anything like the real nobleness of that other which conceives that the highest holiness will not work miracles, but only do its duty; will busy itself not with unusual but with familiar things, and make itself manifest not in prodigies, but in the ordinary duties of a common life.

PHILLIPS BROOKS.

THOU therefore endure hardness, as a good soldier of Jesus Christ. -2 TIM. ii. 3.

FAITH is that weapon stronge
Which will not fail at nede;
My foes therefore amonge,
Therewith wil I procede.

I am not she that list
My anker to let fall

For every drislinge mist;
My shippe 's substantial.

ANNE ASKEW.

YOU would fain have nothing but spring and summer; but, my dear daughter, there must be vicissitudes in the interior life as well as in that which is external. Only in heaven shall we find perpetual spring as to beauty, perpetual summer in love, perpetual autumn in fulfilment of desire.

SAINT FRANCIS DE SALES.

THE Gentiles shall come to Thy light, and kings to the brightness of Thy rising. — ISA. lx. 3.

EARTH breaks up, time drops away,

In flows heaven with its new day

Of endless life, when He who trod,
Very man and very God,

This earth in weakness, shame, and pain,

Dying the death whose signs remain

Up yonder on the accursed tree,

Shall come again, no more to be
Of captivity the thrall,

But the one God, all in all.

ROBERT BROWNING.

COME, take that task of yours which you have been hesitating before, and shirking and walking around, and on this Easter Day lift it up and do it. . . . If the city of our heart is holy with the presence of a living Christ, then the dear dead will come to us, and we shall know that they are not dead but living, and press on joyously toward our own redemption, not fearing even the grave, since by its side stands He whom we know and love, who has the keys of death and hell.

PHILLIPS BROOKS.