Then, after that, saith he to his disciples, 'Let us go into Judea again.' His disciples say unto him, 'Master, the Jews of late sought to stone thee; and goest thou thither again?' Jesus answered, 'Are there not twelve hours in the day? If any man walk in the day, he stumbleth not, because he seeth the light of this world. But if a man walk in the night, he stumbleth, because there is no light in him.'

These things said he; and after that he saith unto them, "Our friend Lazarus sleepeth; but I go that I may awake him out of sleep.' Then said his disciples, 'Lord, if he sleep, he shall do well.'. Howbeit, Jesus spake of his death; but they thought that he had spoken of taking of rest in sleep. Then said Jesus unto them, plainly, 'Lazarus is dead; and I am glad for your sakes that I was not there, to the intent ye may believe; nevertheless, let us go unto him.' Then said Thomas, who is called Didymus, unto his fellow-disciples 'Let us also go, that we may die with him.' Then when Jesus came, he found that he had lain in the grave four days already.

Now Bethany was nigh unto Jerusalem, about fifteen furlongs off. And many of the Jews came to Martha and Mary, to comfort them concerning their brother.

Then Martha, as soon as she heard that Jesus was coming, went and met him; but Mary sat still in the house. Then said Martha unto Jesus, 'Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died; but I know, that even now, whatsoever thou wilt ask of God, God will give it thee.'

Jesus saith unto her, 'Thy brother shall rise again.'

Martha saith unto him, "I know that he shall rise again in the resurrection, at the last day.'

Jesus said unto her, 'I am the resurrection and the life, he that believeth in me, though he were dead, yet shall he live; and whosoever liveth and believeth in me shall never die. Believest thou this?'

She saith unto him, 'Yea, Lord, I believe that thou art the Christ, the Son of God, which should come into the world.'

And when she had so said, she went and called Mary, her sister, secretly, saying, 'The Master is come, and calleth for thee.' As soon as she heard that, she arose quickly, and came unto him.

Now Jesus was not yet come into the town, but was in that place where Martha met him. The Jews, then, who were with her in the house, and comforted her, when they saw Mary that she rose up hastily and went out, followed her, saying, 'She goeth unto the grave, to weep there.'

Then when Mary was come where Jesus was, and saw him, she fell down at his feet, saying unto him, 'Lord, if thou hadst been here, my brother had not died.'

When Jesus, therefore, saw her weeping, and the Jews also weeping who came with her, he groaned in the spirit, and was troubled, and said, 'Where have ye laid him?' They say unto him, 'Lord, come and see.'

Jesus wept.

Then said the Jews, 'Behold how he loved him!'

And some of them said, 'Could not this man, which opened the eyes of the blind, have caused that even this man should not have died?'

Jesus therefore, again groaning in himself, cometh to the grave. It was a cave, and a stone lay upon it.

Jesus said, 'Take ye away the stone.'

Then they took away the stone from the place where the dead was laid. And Jesus lifted up his eyes and said, 'Father, I thank thee that thou hast heard me. And I knew that thou hearest me always: but because of the people which stand by, I said it, that they may believe that thou hast sent me.' And when he thus had spoken, he cried with a loud voice, 'Lazarus, come forth!'

And he that was dead came forth, bound hand and foot with grave-clothes; and his face was bound about with a napkin. Jesus saith unto them, 'Loose him, and let him go.' Then many of the Jews who came to Mary, and had seen the things which Jesus did, believed on him.

GENERAL RULE FOR READING THE SCRIPTURES.

The Scriptures, as they treat of sacred subjects, should generally be read with a LOWER, SOFTER, and SLOWER voice, and with LONGER PAUSES, than other books; but neither with a spiritless or formal tone, nor in a familiar, talking style.

Lamp of my feet, where other light has failed me, How shall I bless thy never-clouded beams! Troubled and dark had been my path without thee, As a long night of varied, fearful dreams.

Ages have passed, since first thy matchless splendor
Burst on the nations, turning night to day!
Since then, with God thy fountain and defender,
Nations have meekly bent beneath thy sway.

Light of the world, the mourner's arms embrace thee.
Since thou alone canst penetrate the tomb,
Hopelessly desolate and dark without thee,
And dissipate its thickest veil of gloom.

Hope of the stricken, strength of the despairing,
Light, solace, peace, to all who will believe;
Unchanged, thy messages of truth declaring,
Shine on! we wait thy guerdon to receive.

Casket of geins culled by a Father's pleasure

For sinful man, from heaven's exhaustless mines, Thou hast the pearl of price, the earth's one treasure Which, though unheeded oft, serenely shines.

Not till eternity unveil its glory,

That we may know, as we shall then be known, Will all the wonders of thy priceless story

Burst like a flood from God's unclouded throne.

Blessings upon thee for the weak supported,
The dying comforted, the lost restored,
Oft in thy high and holy mission thwarted,
Yet breathing ever love's sublime accord!

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EXERCISE IV.

THE MORAL OF THE RHINE.-Krummacher.

Nature spake, and the Rhine sprung out of the mountain Joyful and free, full of vigor and boldness, the young stream rippled down the mountain. In a playful mood, he plunged himself into the lake of Constance; but the lake fettered him not. The waves spread apart. Unwearied, and in his original form, the stream came down, and continued his course; for he was a son of nature, and was born on the mountain.

He was young, and took his own path. Gentle nature errs not in her choice. She selects what is great and good.

The stream made his own way through rocks and mountains. These directed and tempered the extravagance of his youthful strength. Therefore the mountain-vine also crowned his path.

His course was glorious. A hundred streams, and numberless rivulets, accompanied him, and mingled their lovely ripples with his powerful tide; for whatever is divine, takes to itself what is noble; and that which is high, strives to associate with the highest.

His course was now manly and more peaceful. He flowed more calmly, but not more feebly. The severity of winter would have bound him in eternal chains: he burst them asunder with ease. He had exercised the strength of his youth, and had broken his way through impeding rocks.

The stream now resembled a polished mind. He was surrounded no longer with the joyful vine, the fruit of the mountain, but with beautiful fields of grain. Vessels and rafts glided upon his bosom. Thus does silent vigor add the useful to the beautiful.

He now drew near the limits of his career. Then nature separated him into many streams, which are called by other appellations. The Rhine is only named when man speaks of his greatness and his blessings.

Thus the retiring strength of age retains its honor.

A mournful mother's fervent prayer!
So, till his life is done,

Till time, and toil, and change are o'er ;

God bless the widow's son !

GENERAL RULE FOR READING POETRY.

Poetry is the language of vivid feeling, and requires more EX PRESSION in the tone of the voice than prose. In the reading f verse, the METRE should be marked so distinctly as to be perceptib but never so strongly as to give more effect to SOUND than SENSE.