I live and move and have my being, I shall
not fear, though the earth be removed, because—

"A faith like this for ever doth impart
Authentic tidings of invisible things;
Of ebb and flow, and ever-during power,
And central peace, subsisting at the heart
Of endless agitation."

Let the lad, in this spirit, dream of his great place, then, and strike for it with all his might; and the man, in the thick of this world's work, take heart as these old Hebrews did, and be sure that to do what honest thing he has to do, with courage and constancy as long as he lives, is not only the way to heaven hereafter, but the way to make heaven a solid and shining reality Hume said the teaching of ethics in England improved the manufacture of broadcloth. I doubt not that the broadcloth re-acted again on the ethics, because all things work together for good to them that love God.

now.

But one word waits now to be said. There, on the summit of all great doing, stands one whose life is the light of men; because, beyond all men, there came into his heart this conviction, that he had a great destiny, and the courage to live for it, and the constancy to hold on to it, together

with an assurance of the divine energy and intention and accomplishment, that carried him clean through.

He was despised and rejected of men, a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief; but it bore him through that. He esteemed himself stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted; but it bore him through that. The great destiny he had believed in never seemed such an utter failure as when he was dying for it, and the men that had clung to him and believed in him—one with curses, and the rest with cowardice - forsook him, and fled; but it carried him through that. He died in the very rose-bloom of his life; but it carried him through that, and so he became the power of God unto salvation to every one that believeth.

O men, working for God's truth in this time! it is almost natural, when you see what appalling forces of evil you have to encounter, that you should say, "What can we do better than meet in this corner, keep a spark of fire burning in our own hearts, and let the rest go?" If that is all we can do, we cannot do that. There is no greater mistake than to suppose, that this divine fire, of faith in the heart, is to be kindled Indian

fashion by rubbing two dry sticks together in a meeting-house. I must have faith in my faith,believe that, if my convictions in religion, in civil policy, in morals, and in life altogether, could go wide and deep, they would make new heavens and a new earth; and then go to work, and make them go wide and deep.

"Thou must be true thyself,

If thou the truth wouldst teach;
Thy soul must overflow, if thou
Another soul wouldst reach,
It needs the overflowing heart
To give the lips full speech.
Think truly, and thy thought
Shall the world's famine feed;
Speak truly, and thy word
Shall be a fruitful seed;

Live truly, and thy life shall be
A great and noble creed."

VII.

HOPE.

I WANT to say a word about Hope, "the real riches," David Hume said, "as fear is the real poverty;" what Jeremy Collier calls "that vigorous principle, which sets the head and heart to work, animates the man to do his very utmost, puts difficulty out of countenance, and makes even impossibility give way;" "the highest recognition of the pure intellect," says another famous old author, " and the earnest of its immortality;"" at the bottom of the vase," the ancients said, "when every other thing had gone out of it," by which, no doubt, they meant the human heart.

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And I can think of no better way of getting at the root of the matter, than to begin with the primitive root of the word itself, in the AngloSaxon. It is something that means to open the eyes wide, and watch for what is to come; as we

have all noticed children do, when they expect to see some wonder or receive some gift. Indeed, there is another word, closely akin to this, from

which we get our hope, — the word expect, watch

ing for what is to come, the obverse of inspect, looking at what has come. Another closelyrelated word, much more frequently used in human senses in England than in America, is gape; especially descriptive of the way in which a young bird in the nest will get ready for food, at the slightest intimation that it may be coming. These roots, away back in the nursery of our tongue, perhaps all belong to the one tangle, though they are now growing as separate plants; and they certify, clearly enough, how the seed out of which they first sprang is the instinct by which we are prompted, both for this life and that which is to come, to look out eagerly toward the infinite; in the expectation, that there is in God and his good providence that which will be to us what the mother bird, poised on the spray or shooting like a flash to her place, is to the helpless fledgling in the nest.

And I want to ask, before I go further, what can be more beautiful than these kindred etymol