TREMBLING.

Serve the Lord with fear, and rejoice with trembling.—Psalm ii. 11.

Fear ye not me? saith the Lord: will ye not tremble at my presence?—Jeremiah, v. 22.

Eternal Lord of light and life; the soul

Of nature and the Deity of all,

Whose spirit bending o’er the wondrous whole,

Suffers unwill’d, no flower or bird to fall:

Can the proud eye look upwards to yon dome,

Or view the rich array spread forth below,

And not feel pledges of a dearer home,

That make the bosom leap, the spirit glow,

And stretch its hopes far into eternity,

Till, like the Patriarch’s dove, it rests, great Lord on Thee.

On Thee, its ark of perfect holiness,

With tokens of its everlasting peace,

And certainty of fadeless joy to bless

It in a higher state when time shall cease,

The stars shall burn; those living orbs were fed

With pure effulgence from Thy vital ray,

To light us deep into Thy essence, shed

Abroad through earth and air by night and day:

Fill’d with that glory would my spirit soar,

And, although trembling, yet exultingly, adore.

W. Martin.

Ye trembling souls dismiss your fears,

Be mercy all your theme;

Mercy, which like a river flows,

In one perpetual stream!

Fear not the powers of earth and hell,

God will those powers restrain;

His arm shall all their rage repel

And make their efforts vain!

Fear not that he will e’er forsake,

Or leave His work undone;

He’s faithful to his promises,

And faithful to His Son!

Beddome.