(Original.) A HYMN FOR CHRISTIAN TEACHERS IN THE SCHOOLS OF YOUTH. JAMES MONTGOMERY. GOD said "Let there be light!" And light sprang forth new-born; Who then shall dare to say "Let there be darkness!" None But "ravening wolves" that hate the day, Stars from the solar fount, Their borrow'd lustre draw; Moses came radiant from the Mount, To teach God's holy law. Warm from the throne of grace, Where we have learnt his will, When we go forth, may every face Light in the Lord are we, While by his truth we stand, Reflecting beams of Deity, Like stars in his right hand. So shall our schools be found Where'er we plant the Word. THE WIDOW OF NAIN. N. P. WILLIS. THE Roman sentinel stood helmed and tall Of some poor mendicant, he raised his head And slumberously dozed on. 'Twas now high noon; The dull, low murmur of a funeral Went through the city-the sad sound of feet Shook off his slumber, and gazed earnestly And by the crowd, that in the burning sun Walked with forgetful sadness, 'twas of one Mourned with uncommon sorrow. The broad gate With the noon's sultry heat. Stood thickly on His brow; The beaded sweat and on the worn And simple latchets of His sandals lay He had come Since sunrise from Capernaum, staying not The grapes of Palestine hung bright and wild ; Amid the hills the humble roofs of Nain, Forth from the city came the pitying crowd; He gently drew the pall from out her grasp, |