Invites each weary wing beneath the shade. Has, from the heavenly side, transmuted been His harp disconsolate? Tuned are its chords Whose sweetest melody in this consists, THAT HE THAT PATH HAS TROD! "Yea, though I walk Through the lone vale of Death (yet not alone, For Thou art with me) I shall fear no ill; Thy gracious rod and staff shall comfort me!" JESUS! to whom can I commit my all If not to Thee? How wondrously uniting Divinity with human tenderness ! 'Mid varying changes of a varying world Thyself alone continuing unchanged; "Thou for adversity the Brother born," "The Friend that closer than a brother cleaves !" The everlasting arms, beneath, around; Lower and deeper than the deepest wave! With sensibilities none else can share. Blest thought! though in Immanuel's heart there dwells The might of Deity, -the same who counts The number of the stars, can also count In trembling transport to His throne and say, “Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto My sorrow."-LAM. i. 12. Thou Great High Priest! one loving gleam Cast from Thy mercy-seat Changes each poisoned earthly stream From bitter into sweet. When Thou so meekly murmur'dst not, Oft in a gloomy chequered past, Dark should my present pathway be, Earth's hopes deceptive prove; Let trial bring me nearer Thee, And all is changed to love. "Jesus Christ, the same yesterday, and to day, and for ever."-HEB. xiii. 8. XI. DIVINE TEARS OVER AN EARLY GRAVE, AND 66 THE SLEEP OF THE DEAD. 66 JESUS WEPT."-JOHN xi. 35. OUR FRIEND LAZARUS SLEEPETH."-JOHN Xi. II. DIVINE TEARS OVER AN EARLY GRAVE, AND THE SLEEP OF THE DEAD. ET us turn aside for a little and see this great sight. It is the Creator of all worlds in tears, the God-man Mediator dissolved in tenderest grief. These tears form the most touching episode in sacred story; and if we are in sorrow, it may either dry our own or give them the warrant to flow when we are told-Jesus wept! Whence those tears? There is often, as we have remarked in a previous meditation, a false interpretation put upon this brief verse, as if it denoted the expression of the Saviour's sorrow for the loss of a loved friend. This, it is plain, it could not be. However mingled may have been the hopes and fears of the weeping mourners around him, He at least knew that in a few brief moments Lazarus was to be restored. He could not surely weep so bitterly, possessing as He then did, the confident assurance that death was about to give back its captive, and light up every teardimmed eye with an ecstasy of joy. Whence, then, we again ask, this strange and mysterious grief? We have space only for two, among other reasons. (1). JESUS WEPT out of sympathy for the bereaved. The hearts at His side were breaking with anguish. All unconscious of how soon and how wondrously their sorrow was to be turned into joy, the appalling thought was alone present to them in all its fearfulness"Lazarus is dead!" When He, the God-man Mediator, with the refined sensibilities of His tender heart, beheld the poignancy of their affliction, the pentup torrent of His own human sympathies could be restrained no longer. His tears flowed too. But it would be a contracted view of the tears of Jesus, to think that two solitary mourners in a Jewish graveyard engrossed and monopolised that sympathy. It had a vastly wider sweep. There were hearts, yes, myriads of desolate sufferers in ages then unborn, who He knew would be brought to stand as you, reader, have lately been, and as He was then doing, by the grave of loved relativesmourners who would have no visible Comforter or Restorer to rush to, as had Martha and Mary, to assuage their grief, and give them back their dead; and when He thought of this, "Jesus wept!" What an interest it gives to this scene of weeping, to think that at that eventful moment the Saviour had before Him the bereaved of all time;-that His eye was roaming at that moment through deserted chambers, and vacant seats, and opened graves, down to the end of the world! The Rachels weeping for their children, the "little daughters" that "lay |