I con to-day; and firmer in my breast,

By every syllable, these truths are fixed

That Thou art the Beginning and the End

Of all this glorious work, and that Thy love

Pervades the universe; and that Thy smile

Seeketh all hearts, to sun them; and that Thou,

In every glorious thing we here behold,

Declarest and reveal’st Thyself to be

The Majesty Supreme—Eternal God.

W. D. Gallagher.