278. There is a book, who runs may read

There is a book, who runs may read,

Which heavenly truth imparts,

And all the lore its scholars need,

Pure eyes and Christian hearts.

The works of God, above, below,

Within us and around,

Are pages in that book to show

How God Himself is found.

The glorious sky, embraciug all,

Is like the Maker's love,

Wherewith encompassed, great and small

In peace and order move.

The moon above, the church below,

A wondrous race they run;

But all their radiance, all their glow,

Each borrows of its Sun.

The Saviour lends the light and heat

That crown His holy hill;

The saints, like stars, around His seat

Perform their courses still.

Thou, who hast given me eyes to see

And love this sight so fair,

Give me a heart to find out Thee,

And read Thee everywhere. Amen.

" Now abideth faith, hope, charity, these three: but the great-

est of these is charity."

GREAT Mover of all hearts, whose Hand

Doth all the secret springs command

Of human thought and will,

Thou, since the world was made, dost bless

Thy saints with fruits of holiness,

Their order to fulfil.

2 Faith, hope, and love, here weave one chain;

But love alone shall then remain

When this short day is gone;

O Love, O Truth, O endless Light,

When shall we see Thy Sabbath bright

With all our labours done?

3 We sow 'mid perils here and tears;

There the glad hand the harvest bears,

Which here in grief hath sown:

Great Three in One, the increase give;

These gifts of grace, by which we live,

With heavenly glory crown. Amen.

The Hymns for Sunday and other days of the week may fitly be

used at this season.

ftnt.