"I'll tune my harp, I'll strike its wires,

My Saviour's praise to waken;
His love refines my warmest fires,

And keeps my heart unshaken.
And thus melodious chords arise,
And tone my feelings for the skies."

SELECTED AND PREPARED

By the Committee of Publication of the American

Sunday-School Union.

PHILADELPHIA:

AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL UNION,

No. 146 Chesnut Street,

THE
PUBLICIS
246900

ASTOR, LENOX AND
TILDEN FOUNDATIONS.

1902

Eastern District of Pennsylvania, to wit.

BE IT REMEMBERED, that on the third day of İL.SI

January, in the fifty-second year of the Independence

of the United States of America, A. D. 1828, Paul Beck, ### junr. Treasurer, in trust for the American Sunday School Union, of the said District, hath deposited in this office the Title of a Book, the right whereof he claims as Proprietor, in the words following, to wit.

SACRED POETRY.
"I'll tune my harp, I'll strike its wires,

My Saviour's praise to waken;
His love refines my warmest fires,

And keeps my heart unshaken.
And thus melodious chords arise,

And tone my feelings for the skies.”
Selected and prepared by the Committee of Publication of the
American Sunday-School Union.

In conformity to the act of the Congress of the United States, intituled, “ an act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprie tors of such copies, during the times therein mentioned”-andalsi to the act, entitled, “ an act supplementary to an act, entitled, "an act for the encouragement of learning, by securing the copies of maps, charts, and books, to the authors and proprietors of stieh copies during the times therein mentioned," and extending the benefits thereof to the arts of designing, engraving, and etching historical and other prints."

D. CALDWELL Clerk of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania,

1

1 Star of the morn, whose placid ray

Beam'd mildly o’er yon sacred hill,
While whisp'ring zephyrs seem'd to say,
As silence slept and earth was still,
Hail harbinger of gospel light!

Dispel the shades of nature's night!
Z 2 I saw thee rise on Salem's tow’rs,

saw thee shine on gospel Jands,
And Gabriel summond all his pow'rs
And waked to ecstasy his bands;
Sweet cherubs haild thy rising ray!

And sang the dawn of gospel day!
3Shine, lovely star, on ev'ry clime,
For bright thy peerless beauties be,
Bild with thy beam the wing of time,
And shed rays from sea to sea;
Then shall the world from darkness rise,
Millennial glories cheer our eyes !

CUIAS M

ANON.

UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE.

1 Like crowded forest trees we stand,

And some are mark'd to fall;
The ase will smite at God's command,

And soon shall smite us all.
2 Green as the bay-tree, ever green,

With its new foliage on,
The gay, the thoughtless, have I seen;

I passed and they were gone.
3 Read, ye that run, the awful truth,

With which I charge my page;
A worm is in the bud

of youth,
And at the root of age.
4 No present health can health ensure

For yet an hour to come;
No med'cine, tho' it oft can cure,

Can always balk the tomb. 5 Then let us fly, to Jesus fly,

Whose powerful arm can save;
So shall our hopes ascend on high,

And triumph o'er the grave.

COWPER.

RESIGNATION. 1 Oh thou whose mercy guides my way,

Tho' now it seem severe,
Forbid my unbelief to say,

There is no mercy here!