stood by the bedside of the sick and the dying, bathing the aching head, and wiping the cold, damp sweat from the brow. The world has been hushed in sleep, while she has been smoothing the pathway down to the tomb. How lonely, how dreary have been the hours! But see, the morning star arises! The day is dawning. What a bright emblem of that quiet and beautiful day that shall at last dawn upon the world, when all tears shall be dried up, and when the inhabitant shall not say, I am sick.'

But behold Jesus, the Bright and Morning Star. 'Darkness had covered the earth, and gross darkness the people.' Man was wandering and groping his way in search of truth. The afflicted knew not where to look for consolation. Death was clothed with a thousand terrors. Doubt and conjecture filled all hearts. A long and dreary night had swayed the world. Long and doubtful was the conflict between moral life and moral death. But see! the Bright and Morning Star appears!

'And darkness and doubt are now flying away;

No longer I roam in conjecture forlorn :—
So breaks on the traveller, faint and astray,

The bright and the balmy effulgence of morn!

See Truth, Love, and Mercy in triumph descending,

And Nature all glowing in Eden's first bloom;

On the cold cheek of Death smiles and roses are blending,
And Beauty Immortal awakes from the tomb!'

When this Star appeared, then was revealed that great truth, that affliction and all moral impurity will cease forever. Philosophy could never have solved the great question. She can penetrate into the secrets of the natural world, and bring out the

glorious mysteries of God there. But man, in his affliction, asks for light respecting that world which lies far beyond all earthly scenes. God, in mercy, lit up in the heavens the Bright and Morning Star. It arises not in wrath and terror, nor amidst thunders and lightnings. It smiles upon the world; moral truth and beauty irradiate the human soul. Darkness flees apace; light increases: lo! the Sun of Righteousness arises with healing in his wings! A thousand splendors fill the horizon. To him, then, let us turn, drink in his light and rejoice in his beams!

'Benighted on the trackless main,

While stormy terrors clothe the sky,
The trembling voyager strives in vain,
And nought but dark despair is nigh,—
When, lo! a gleam of peerless light,
With radiant splendor, shines afar,
And, through the clouds of darkest night,
Appears the bright and morning Star!

With joy he greets the cheering ray,
That beams on ocean's weary breast;
Precursor of a smiling day,

It lulls his fears to peaceful rest.

No more in peril doth he roam,

For night and danger now are far:

With steady helm he enters home,

His guide the bright and morning Star!

Thus, when affliction's billows roll,

And waves of sorrow and of sin

Beset the fearful, weeping soul,

And all is dark and drear within,—

'Tis Jesus, whispering strains of peace,
Drives every doubt and fear afar
He bids the raging tempests cease,

And smiles the bright and morning Star!'

LXXIII. SUN.

'But unto you that fear my name, shall the Sun of Righteousness arise with healing in his wings; and ye shall go forth, and grow up as calves of the stall.'

Mal. iv. 2.

How pleasing to pass from contemplating the bright and morning Star, with its twinkling light, to the Sun, that warms by his touch and kindles all nature into life.

Among the lovely scenes that creation presents to the eye, there is no one more grateful and pleasant than the opening day. How many beauties has God thrown over creation to please the senses. What a splendor in a morning sun! What a rich glow in an evening sky! What a profusion of flowers and blossoms! What a soft verdure in the fields! What joy and melody!

'Nor content

With every food of life to nourish man,
Thou mad'st all nature beauty to his eye,

And music to his ear.'

We have seen Jesus veiled beneath earthly emblems, and now we are to contemplate him as a Sun! How sublime! What is more beautiful than the sun? He illumines the mountain-top; he gilds the lofty tower; he throws a smile upon our world, and beautifies and gladdens every object. The bud and flower and fruit all kindle into life at his touch. He is the soul of surrounding worlds; 'the heart of the

planets!' Whether we contemplate him in the immensity of his distance, the greatness of his dimensions, or the ampleness of his circuit, we are struck with surprise and admiration. No wonder that uncultivated mind has, in its reachings after the great Sun of the universe, stopped at the threshold of creation, and adored the lord of day, instead of Him who sitteth above these heavens amidst unsullied light and everlasting purity. And what is the sun when compared with creation? A mere atom, which, if struck out of being, and the whole system of which it is the centre and support, would no more be missed by Him whose eye sweeps the outer boundary of creation, than a leaf in the forest or a grain of sand upon the sea-shore !

But what is the sun, what are all earthly objects, when compared with the Sun of Righteousness? The light of one may grow dim, but the other will shine forever.

The comparison is at once striking and admirable. As the light of day is inexhaustible, so is the moral light of the Sun of Righteousness. As one was designed for all, so is the other. As there is no winter so cold that the sun cannot warm the earth into life, and cause the flowers and blossoms to spring forth, so there is no heart so cold that the Sun of Righteousness cannot quicken its energies, and cause the fruits of holiness to appear. And if his blessed influences were now felt, another Eden would bless our eyes.' Instead of the thorn and brier would spring up the fir-tree and the myrtle; the desert would blossom, and the solitary place be made glad.

Arise, then, thou Sun of Righteousness! Arise, enlighten, and warm every heart. Let thy gentle and mild rays shine upon every soul. Enlarge every narrow disposition; fill all with a diffusive benevolence. Shine on, till every nation shall feel thy quickening influences, till light, and life, and joy fill God's universe forever.

'What heavenly light is that which shines
In soft refulgence from the east,
And, pouring splendor through all climes,
Makes every child of sorrow blest?

It is the Sun of Righteousness,
The brightness of the great I AM!

In him Jehovah manifests

His mercy, love, and grace to man.

Immortal Source of light and life,

In brighter flames of brilliance move,
Till all are turned from sin and strife,
To sing the deathless song of love.'