THE FOOT OF THE RAINBOW. 'Tis far to the foot of the rainbow, Where God's bright promise shines; 'Tis vain to search the mystery Which all His work enshrines. "Tis far to the foot of the rainbow, 'Tis far to the foot of the rainbow For us mortal men to tread, But not to the mighty Creator Who circl'd it overhead. "Tis far to the foot of the rainbow Does the thought not warm your heart That He hears your soul's deep sighing, Though He seems so far apart? 'Tis far to the foot of the rainbowAh, yes, but so near to Him, He can come with His mingled blessings And fill your cup to the brim. "Tis far to the foot of the rainbow, For the cross is the sinner's rainbow, THE DAUGHTER OF LUXURY. SOFTLY shining years of joy, Like gold which not a breath did dim; Hours of sunbeam's sweet employ, Clos'd by nursery evening hymn. Up and down thro' lawn and meadow, Then when wintry winds were blowing, Shielded, happy, safe, and well. Still her little heart would flutter, "Where are the homeless ?" she would utter, "Are they happy, safe, and well?" Yes, 'tis well for wealth to ponder, How to ease the orphan's sigh; Aid the one, whose God up yonder, Watches with a father's eye. Oh! how like a floweret beauteous, Bloom'd thy sunny form divine! And how like an angel's duteous, Fled that early life of thine! A PRAYER TO JESUS. HOLY, holy, Meek and lowly, Jesus, hear a sinner's prayer; My soul knowing, And each sin and sorrow there. Since life's beginning, I've been sinning, Under nature's thrall I lie : Gone my glory, Sad my story, Hadst Thou not left heaven to die. All confessing, Grant Thy blessing, My weak, wand'ring heart restore; Sin's dark flood, Cleanse by Thy blood, Oh, remember never more. |