The unbeliever's jest, the heathen's scorn;
The sultry sands shall tenfold harvests yield,
And a new Eden deck the thorny field.
E'en now perhaps, wide waving o'er the land,
The mighty Angel lifts his golden wand;
Courts the bright vision of descending power‹,
Tells every gate, and measures every tower';
And chides the tardy seals that yet detain
Thy Lion, Judah, from his destin'd reign.

And who is He? the vast, the awful form ", Girt with the whirlwind, saldal'd with the storm? A western cloud around his limbs is spread, His crown a rainbow, and a sun his head.

To highest heaven he lifts his kingly hand,

And treads at once the ocean and the land;

"That great city, the holy Jerusalem, descending out of "heaven from God, having the glory of God." Rev, xxi. 10. f Ezekiel xl.

Rex. x.

And hark! his voice amid the thunder's roar,

His dreadful voice, that time shall be no more!

Lo! cherub hands the golden courts prepare, Lo! thrones are set, and every saint is there ; Earth's utmost bounds confess their awful sway, The mountains worship, and the isles obey;

Nor sun nor moon they need,-nor day, nor night;— God is their temple, and the Lamb their light'; And shall not Israel's sons exulting come,

Hail the glad beam, and claim their ancient home? On David's throne shall David's offspring reign,

And the dry bones be warm with life again.

h Rev. xx.

"And I saw no temple therein for the Lord God Al"mighty and the Lamb are the temple of it. And the city "had no need of the sun, neither of the moon, to shine in it: "for the glory of God did lighten it, and the Lamb is the "light thereof." Rev. xxi. 22.

k" Thus saith the Lord God unto these bones, Behold, I "will cause breath to enter into you, and ye shall live.""Then he said unto me, Son of man, these bones are the "whole house of Israel." Ezek. xxxvii.

Hark! white-rob'd crowds their deep hosannas raise, And the hoarse flood repeats the sound of praise; Ten thousand harps attune the mystic song,

Ten thousand thousand saints the strain prolong ;"Worthy the Lamb! omnipotent to save,

"Who died, who lives, triumphant o'er the grave!"

REGINALD HEBER,

BRAZEN-NOSE COLLEGE.

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