JOHN MORRISON, D.D.

THE REV. JOHN MORRISON, D.D., minister of Canisbay, Caithnesshire, was associated with Logan and others in preparing the Paraphrases from sacred Scripture which are still used by the Scottish National Church. The two following hymns have been ascribed to Dr. Morrison. He died in 1799.

REPENTANCE.

COME, let us to the Lord our God
With contrite hearts return;
Our God is gracious, nor will leave
The desolate to mourn.

His voice commands the tempest forth,
And stills the stormy wave;

And though His arm be strong to smite,

'Tis also strong to save.

Long hath the night of sorrow reign'd;
The dawn shall bring us light;
God shall appear, and we shall rise
With gladness in His sight.

Our hearts, if God we seek to know,
Shall know Him and rejoice;
His coming like the morn shall be,
Like morning songs His voice.

As dew upon the tender herb,
Diffusing fragrance round;
As showers that usher in the spring,
And cheer the thirsty ground:

So shall His presence bless our souls,
And shed a joyful light;

That hallow'd morn shall chase away
The sorrows of the night.

THE SAVIOUR'S ADVENT.

THE race that long in darkness pined
Have seen a glorious light;

The people dwell in day, who dwelt
In death's surrounding night.

To hail Thy rise, Thou better Sun,
The gathering nations come,
Joyous as when the reapers bear
The harvest-treasures home.

For Thou our burden hast removed, And quelled the oppressors' sway; Quick as the slaughter'd squadrons fell In Midian's evil day.

To us a Child of hope is born,

To us a Son is given;

Him shall the tribes of earth obey,
Him all the hosts of heaven.

His name shall be the Prince of peace,

For evermore adored,

The Wonderful, the Counsellor,

The great and mighty Lord.

His power increasing still shall spread ;
His reign no end shall know;

Justice shall guard His throne above,
And peace abound below.

JOHN MOULTRIE.

DESCENDED from a Scottish family settled for several generations at Charleston, in America, the subject of this notice was born early in the century, in Great Portland Street, Cavendish Square, London. His father, the Rev. George Moultrie, held, from 1800 to 1845, the living of Cleobury-Mortimer, Shropshire. He was educated chiefly at Eton, where, in 1818, his first popular poem, "My Brother's Grave," was written and published in The Etonian. From Eton he proceeded to Trinity College, Cambridge, where he obtained a scholarship in 1822, and graduated in 1823. He took orders in 1825, and in the same year was appointed to the rectory of Rugby, his present office. Mr. Moultrie has published "The Dream of Life;' "Lays of the English Church;" "Altars, Hearths, and Graves ;" and other volumes. He was a contributor to Knight's Quarterly Magazine. The following hymns by Mr. Moultrie are transcribed, with his permission, from a collection of "Psalms and Hymns" prepared by him for the use of his congregation.

THE CHURCH.

MEEK to suffer, strong to save
From the chambers of the grave,
Christ the steep ascent hath trod,
Up to the right hand of God.

With all power invested, thence
He His Spirit doth dispense,
To His faithful people still,
Quickening whomsoe'er He will.

Some apostles, prophets some,
At His gracious bidding come;
Pastors, teachers still He sends
To His children and His friends;

For the help of those who faint,
For the strengthening of the saint;
That the Church increased may be,

For the body's ministry:

Till, in unity and love,

Faith and hope in Him above,
To the measure and the span
Come we of a perfect man;

Be no longer to and fro

Toss'd by all the winds that blow;

Keep the truth, nor let it slip;

Keep the Christian fellowship.

By no cunning sleight enticed
From our perfect trust in Christ;
Close, compact in joint and limb
May we all grow up in Him.

A SUNDAY-SCHOOL HYMN.

O LORD, a wondrous story

Our ears have heard of Thee,
How Thou didst leave Thy glory
A little child to be;
And here in lowly station

Didst suffer childhood's woes,
And feel each sharp temptation
Which e'en our childhood knows.

And, in Thy manhood's meekness,
Thy hands were spread to bless
Sweet childhood's smiling weakness
With many a mild caress.

Young babes Thou lov'st to cherish,
As on a parent's knee;

Nor would'st that one should perish,
But all be taught of Thee.

Help then our weak endeavour
To make Thy gospel known,
And seal, O Lord, for ever,

These little ones Thine own.
Thy Church's nurslings gather
Beneath Thy sheltering wing;
Be Thou their Friend and Father,
Redeemer, Guide, and King.

CHILDREN'S HYMN.

SOURCE of wisdom, past and present,
Fount of love which ne'er shall cease,
Thou, whose ways are always pleasant,
Thou, whose paths are perfect peace;

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Though our tongues, which lisp and falter,

Thy transcendent praise bedim,

Hear us now, before Thine altar,
Chant our artless infant hymn.

Vain, without Thy aid, the teaching,
E'en by Christian kindness given;
Hear us now that aid beseeching,
Help us from Thy highest heaven.
Grant us, in ungrudging measure,
Grace, whereby all good is wrought;
Guide us to Thy heavenly treasure,
Bless Thy teachers and Thy taught.

So from homes of humble gladness,-
So from hearths by wealth despised,
Where, alike in joy and sadness,

Wisdom's word is known and prized,—
From the plough, the loom, the spindle,
Hymns of praise shall still be pour'd;
Hearts with grateful love shall kindle
Toward their Saviour and their Lord.

JOHN MASON NEALE, D.D.

THE REV. JOHN MASON NEALE, D.D., was born about the year 1818. He studied at Trinity College, Cambridge, where he graduated in 1840. He was elected warden of Sackville College, East Grinstead, an appointment which he retained to the period of his decease. At Cambridge he obtained the Members' Prize, in 1838, and gained on nine several occasions the Seatonian Prize for the best English poem on a sacred subject. He published "Hymns for Children,” and "Hymns for the Sick;" also two volumes of metrical translations, entitled "Mediaval Hymns" and "Hymns of the Eastern Church." Among his extensive prose writings are "Ayton Priory," "Shepperton Manor," "Agnes de Tracey,"-works of fiction; and many historical works, chiefly intended for the young. His "History of the Holy Eastern Church,TM and "History of the Patriarchate of Alexandria," are well known. Dr. Neale died on the 8th August, 1866.

EVENING.

THE day, O Lord, is spent ;

Abide with us, and rest;

Our hearts' desires are fully bent

On making Thee our guest.