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"And Rizpah, the daughter of Aiah, took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest until the "water dropped upon them out of heaven; and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night."—2 Bam. xxi. 10.
Hush ! for a sound of dirge-like music floats
For, hour by hour that lonely woman keeps
"How are ye fallen, my bright-haired sons! Cut off in your beauty, my blooming ones; Struck down, ere the glory of manhood's prime, As a green tree falls before its time.
The bird shall spring from her grassy nest. And the wild goat climb o'er the mountain's
breast; But your princely forms shall no more be seen Bounding along in the forest green.
Hushed are the voices that whispered low,
But now ye must pass to the silent tomb,
So weeps that mourning mother o'er the slain,
wane; No comfort near, no voice to speak relief, And stem the torrent of her spirit's grief; But, Jesus, Thou art ever near, to heal The soul's deep wounds; Thy loving heart
can feel Each sorrowing mourner's woe, for Thou hast
been A man of sorrows in this world of sin. Saviour! Thy gracious voice shall stop the
tide Of deepest grief, since from Thy wounded side Flowed the full stream of love, in mercy spilt, To cleanse our wretched souls from all their
guilt; Sorrow and sinfulness, our only plea, Each weary heart shall find a rest in Thee.
"Remember now thy Creator in the days of thy youth, while the evil days come not, nor the years draw nigh, when thou shalt say, I have no pleasure in them."—Eceles. xii. 1.
Annie, thy brow is without a care,
But age may whiten that clustering hair,
And leave the traces of sorrow there,
May shade with its furrows that open brow,
And dim the eye that shines brightly now.
Then seek, dear child, in thy life's young bloom
A home of glory beyond the tomb:
In its early freshness yield the bud
Of unfolded days, to thy Maker God.
Seek Jesus first, and thy lot shall be
Happy through time and eternity.
"And the daughter of Pharaoh came down to wash herself at the river, and her maidens walked along by the river's side: and when she saw the ark among the flags, she sent hev maid to fetch it.
"And when she had opened it, she saw the child: and, behold, the babe wept. And she had compassion on him, and said, This is one of the Hebrew's children.
"Then said his sister to Pharaoh's daughter, Shall