"Love is strong as death."

Ps. xxxiii. 1; xcvii. 12.

WEPT that all must die

"Yet Love," I cried, "doth live and conquer

death,"

And Time passed by,

And breathed on Love, and killed it with his breath

Ere Death was nigh.

More bitter far than all

It was to know that Love could change and dieHush! for the Ages call,

"The Love of God lives through eternity, And conquers all!"

A. A. Proctor.

July 1.

"Love not sleep lest thou come to poverty."

Prov. xx. 13.

ISRAEL'S watchful Shepherd, spread
Tents of angels round my bed;

Let not the spirits of the air,

While I slumber, me ensnare ;
But save thy suppliant free from harms,
Clasp'd in Thine everlasting arms.
Thus when the morn, in crimson drest,
Breaks through the windows of the east,
My hymns of thankful praise shall rise
Like incense at the morning sacrifice.

Flatman.

"Love the truth and peace."

Zech. viii. 19.

WHERE Truth is found, bright Virtue still

resides,

And equal justice every action guides.

In the pure heart and spotless mind she reigns, And with mild power her happy sway maintains. The attribute of God Himself confest,

That stamps His image on the human breast. Whate'er betides, through life's dark, dangerous way,

If Truth directs, you cannot go astray.

July 3.

"Lying lips are abomination unto the Lord." Prov. xii. 22; xii. 19.

EYE whose glance no falsehood can endure, Grant me to wisely judge, and well discern, Nature from grace-Thy light serene and pure From grosser fires that in and round me burn. Let no strange fire be kindled on the shrine

Within my heart, lest I should madly bring The hated offering unto Thee, O King. Ah, blest the soul whose light is born of Thine!

Gottfried Arnold.

Man doth not live by bread only."

Deut. viii. 3.

FATHER, I wait Thy daily will;

Thou shalt divide my portion still;
Grant me on earth what seems Thee best,
Till death and Heaven reveal the rest.

If peace and plenty crown my days,
They help me, Lord, to speak Thy praise ;
If bread of sorrows be my food,
Those sorrows work my lasting good.

I would not change my blest estate
For all the world calls good or great;
And while my faith can keep her hold,
I envy not the sinner's gold.

Isaac Watts.

July 5.

"Man goeth forth to his work and to his labour until the evening.”—Ps. civ. 23. SINCE Thou hast added now, O God!

Unto my life another day,

And giv'st me leave to walk abroad,
And labour in my lawful way,
My walks and works with me begin,
Conduct me forth, and bring me in.
So, till the evening of this morn,
My time shall then so well be spent,
That when the twilight shall return,
I may enjoy it with content;
And to Thy praise and honour say,
That this has proved a happy day.

G. Wither.