Easter Day;

Day of the Resurrection.

IN the end of the Sabbath, as it began to dawn toward the first day of the week, came Mary Magdalene and the other

And the angel said unto the women, Fear not ye: he is not here: for he is risen, as he said.

And they remembered his words.

But Mary stood without at the sepulchre weeping: and as she wept, she seeth two angels in white and they say unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? She saith unto them, Because they have taken away my Lord, and I know not where they have laid him.

And when she had thus said, she turned herself back, and saw Jesus standing, and knew not that it was Jesus.

Jesus saith unto her, Woman, why weepest thou? whom seekest thou? She, supposing him to be the gardener, saith unto him, Sir, if thou have borne him hence, tell me where thou hast laid him, and I will take him away.

Jesus saith unto her, Mary. She turned herself, and saith unto him, Rabboni; which is to say, Master.

Jesus saith unto her, Touch me not; for I am ascended to my Father: them, I ascend unto my God, and your God.

not yet

but go to my brethren, and say unto Father, and your Father; and to my

Matt. xxviii. Luke xxiv. John xx.

Easter Day;

"The Great Morning."

THANKS be to God that every night, however dark, has

its morning! We wake; the light of a new day streaks the East. We go at once to the tomb, as Mary did, carrying our spices of deathless love. We wonder if there be any power strong enough to roll that stone away. But lo! as we look, it is rolled away, and an angel voice says, "Not here, but risen." The graves of our loved ones are empty now. It is Easter with us, the octave of our Palm Sunday. The old note of joy is not repeated; but another note is struck, an octave higher. The promise of our Palm Sunday is fulfilled, but not in the way we then hoped. Two suns rise this morning one to quicken the earth, the other to quicken the soul. No wonder it has been called "The Great Morning." Would we could always live in the light of it; that all the experiences of Our Passion Week, our season of Promise, of Purification, of Controversy, of Bargain, of Communion, of Crucifixion, of Darkness, might be lighted with the Resurrection hopes of the Immortal Day!

AND

Did not our heart burn

ND they said one to another, within us, while he talked with us by the way, and while he opened to us the scriptures?

Then opened he their understanding, that they might understand the scriptures,

And said unto them, Thus it is written, and thus it behoved Christ to suffer, and to rise from the dead the third day:

And that repentance and remission of sins should be preached in his name among all nations, beginning at Jerusalem.

And, behold, I send the promise of my Father upon you.

:

ATHANASIA.

THE ship may sink,

And I may drink

A hasty death in the bitter sea;

But all that I leave

In the ocean-grave

Can be slipped and spared, and no loss to me.

What care I,

Though fall the sky,

And the shrivelling earth to a cinder turn?

No fires of doom

Can ever consume

What never was made nor meant to burn.

Let go the breath!
There is no death

To the living soul, nor loss, nor harm.
Not of the clod

Is the life of God;

Let it mount, as it will, from form to form.

CHARLES GORDON AMES.