Thursday, February 24, 2022
Miriam watches over baby Moses...
Evening
EVENING
The day is gone, the silent night
Invites me to my peaceful bed;
But, Lord, I know that it is right
To thank Thee, ere I rest my head.
For my good meals and pleasant hours.
That I have had this present day.
Let me exert my infant powers
To praise Thee, nor forget to pray.
Thou art most good. I can't tell all
That Thou hast ever done for me;
My Shepherd, now on Thee I call,
From dangers still preserve me free.
If I've been naughty on this day,
Oh! make me sorry for my fault;
Do Thou forgive, and teach the way
To follow Jesus as I ought.
And now I'll lay me down to rest,
Myself, - my friends, - all safely keep;
May Thy great name be ever blest,
Both when we wake, and when we sleep.
A Moment Too Late!
A MOMENT TOO LATE!
A moment too late, my beautiful bird, -
A moment too late are you now,
The wind has your soft, downy nest disturbed, -
The nest that you hung on the bough.
A moment too late, - that string in your bill
Would have fastened it firmly and strong;
But see, there it goes rolling over the hill!
Oh! you tarried a moment too long.
A moment too late, - too late, busy bee,
The honey has dropped from the flower;
No use to creep under the petals to see,
It stood ready to drop for an hour.
A moment too late, - had you sped on your wing,
The honey would not have been gone;
But see what a very, - a very sad thing,
'T is to tarry a moment too long.
A little sonnet about little things...
A LITTLE SONNET ABOUT LITTLE THINGS.
The little, smoky vapors
Produce the drops of rain;
These little drops commingle,
And form the boundless main.
Then, drops compose the fountains:
And little grains of sand
Compose the mighty mountains,
That high above us stand.
The little atoms, it is said.
Compose the solid earth;
Such truths will show, if rightly read,
What little things are worth.
For, as the sea of drops is made,
So it is Heaven's plan.
That atoms should compose the globe,
And actions mark the man.
The little seconds soon pass by,
And leave our time the less;
And on these moments, as they fly,
Hang woe or happiness.
For, as the present hour is spent,
So must the future be;
Each action lives, in its effect.
Through all eternity.
The little sins and follies,
That lead the soul astray,
Leave stains, that tears of penitence,
May never wash away.
And little acts of charity,
And little deeds of love,
May make this world a paradise.
Like to that world above.
Examination
EXAMINATION
Before we close our eyes to-night,
Oh, let us each these questions ask!
Have we endeavored to do right,
Nor thought our duty a hard task?
Have we been gentle, lowly, meek.
And the small voice of conscience heard?
When passion tempted us to speak,
Have we repressed the angry word?
Have we with cheerful zeal obeyed;
What our kind parents bade us do?
And not by word or action said
The thing that was not strictly true?
In hard temptation's troubled hour.
Oh! have we stopped to think and pray,
That God would please to give us power
To chase the naughty thought away?
Oh, Thou! who seest all my heart,
Do Thou forgive and love me siill -
And unto me new strength impart,
And make me love and do Thy will.
Noah builds an altar coloring page...
Wednesday, February 23, 2022
Time
TIME
A minute, - how soon it is flown!
And yet, how important it is!
God calls every moment His own, -
For all our existence is His:
And tho' we may waste many moments each day,
He notices each that we squander away.
We should not a minute despise,
Although it so quickly is o'er;
We know that it rapidly flies,
And therefore should prize it the more.
Another, indeed, may appear in its stead;
But that precious minute, for ever, is fled.
'Tis easy to squander our years
In idleness, folly, and strife;
But, oh! no repentance nor tears
Can bring back one moment of life.
Then wisely improve all the time as it goes.
And life will be happy, and peaceful the close.
God Is Love
GOD IS LOVE
Lo! the heavens are breaking,
Pure and bright above;
Light and life awaking,
Murmur, "God is love."
Music now is ringing,
Through the leafy grove.
Feathered songsters, singing.
Warble, "God is love."
Wake, my heart, and springing.
Spread thy wings above;
Soaring still, and singing, -
Singing, "God is love."
The Life-Clock
THE LIFE-CLOCK
There is a little mystic clock,
No human eye hath seen,
That beateth on, - and beateth on, -
From morning until e'en.
And when the soul is wrapped in sleep,
All silent and alone.
It ticks and ticks the livelong night,
And never runneth down.
Oh! wondrous is that work of art,
Which knells the passing hour;
But art ne'er formed, nor mind conceived,
The life-clock's magic power.
Not set in gold, nor decked with gems,
By wealth and pride possessed;
But rich or poor, or high or low,
Each bears it in his breast.
Such is the clock that measures life, -
Of flesh and spirit blended, -
And thus 'twill run within the breast,
Till that strange life is ended.
The Wings of the Sun
"But to you who fear My name The Sun of Righteousness shall arise With
healing in His wings; And you shall go out And grow fat like stall-fed
calves." Malachi 4:2
Jesus Is Light of The World. |
The Building of a Lighthouse
"You said, ‘No, we will get our help from Egypt. They will give us swift horses for riding into battle.’ But the only swiftness you are going to see is the swiftness of your enemies chasing you! One of them will chase a thousand of you. Five of them will make all of you flee. You will be left like a lonely flagpole on a hill or a tattered banner on a distant mountaintop.” Isaiah 30: 16.17
Isaiah is talking here about a lighthouse. They had lighthouses, or something very like them, in the time of the prophet twenty-five hundred years ago. One of the most famous lighthouses of history was built three hundred years before Jesus came to earth at the mouth of the River Nile, along the Mediterranean Sea. The historians ought to know, and they tell us that this lighthouse was one of the seven wonders of the world, and that it cost over two millions of dollars to build.
In these days we have a great many lighthouses along the coast. They are put there to guide the ships at night. We have two at the entrance to the Virginia capes. You have many of you seen the one at Cape Henry. There are really two there. One was erected over two hundred years ago, during the presidency of General Washington. After it had been used for over a century it was worn out and the government built a new one, which every night sends its great beam of light far out over the waves.
There are many things about lighthouses that remind us of boys and girls.
"Arise, shine; for your light has come, And the glory of the LORD has risen upon you." Isaiah 60:1 |
Rocks and Shoals
"The wicked have set their traps for me, but I will not turn from your commandments." Psalm 119:110
A ship tossed in the storm, needs a chart. |