My God! trembling to Thee; True, fond, trembling to Thee! . So, dark as I roam, in this wintry wo shrouded, The hope of my spirit turns trembling to The BUT WHO SHALL SEE. BUT who shall see the glorious day, When pain shall cease, and every tear Then, Judah! thou no more shalt mourn "The fount of life shall then be quaff'd, In peace, by all who come; And every wind that blows shall waft "And he will destroy in this mountain the fac of the covering cast over all people, and the ve that is spread over all nations."-Isaiah xxv. 7. "The rebuke of his people he shall take aw from off all the earth."-Isaiah xxv. 8. "And God shall wipe away all tears from the eyes; neither shall there be any more pain."-Re xxi. 4. CHORUS OF PRIESTS. ALMIGHTY GOD! when round thy shrine The palm-tree's heavenly branch we twine,* (Emblem of life's eternal ray, And love that "fadeth not away :") When round thy cherubs smiling calm Those cherubs, with their smiling eyes, ST. AUGUSTINE TO HIS SISTER. O fair! oh purest! be thou the dove, * "The Scriptures having declared that the temple of Jerusalem was a type of the Messiah, it is Katural to conclude that the Palms which made so conspicuous a figure in that structure, represented There, if the hovering hawk be near, Oh fair! oh purest! be like this dove. The sacred pages of God's own book Oh fair! oh purest! be like the dove. that Life and Immortality which were brought to light by the gospel."-Observations on the Palm as a Sacred Emblem, by W. Tighe. NATIONAL AIRS, BY THOMAS MOORE, Esq. VOLUME I. DOST THOU REMEMBER. Portuguese Air. Dost thou remember that place so lonely, Where first I told thee all my secret sighs; When as the moon-beam that trembled o'er thee Illum'd thy blushes, I knelt before thee, And read my hope's sweet triumph in those eyes? Then, then, while closely heart was drawn to heart, Love bound us, never, never more to part. And when I call'd on thee by names the dearest In those sweet accents that still inthral me, Thou said'st, Ah, wherefore thy life thus ca me, Thy soul, thy soul's the name that I love bes For life soon passes, but how blest to be That soul which never, never parts from the OH COME TO ME WHEN DAYLIGH' SETS. Venetian Air. OH Come to me when daylight sets, When mirth's awake, and love begins, With sound of lute and mandolins, Oh! then's the hour for those who love, In heaven, and o'er the sea; So sweet that all with ears and souls Should love and listen then. Oh come to me, &c. |