How sweet, bow consoling, when seasons of gloom Roll over the soul like the billowy spray, To view in the mansions of Heaven a _home_, Where sorrow and sighing shall vanish away. _W. J. Brock._ And in our _home_ above there is a friend, More tender, true, more loving and sincere, Who knows each want, and every help will lend Our souls, through this world’s misery to steer; In danger’s path is present, ever near, Allures to brighter worlds, hath cleared the way, Will wipe from every cheek the sinner’s tear, Deigns in our hearts to claim a peaceful sway, And leads us to our _homes_ in realms of endless day. _Stuart Farquharson._ HONESTY. Let us walk _honestly_, as in the day.--Romans, xiii. 13. Study to be quiet, and to do your own business, and to work with your own hands, as we commanded you; That ye may walk _honestly_ toward them that are without, and that ye may have lack of nothing.--I. Thessalonians, iv. 11, 12. Pray for us: for we trust we have a good conscience, in all things willing to live _honestly_.--Hebrews, xiii. 18. _Honesty!_ A name scarce echo to a sound--_honesty_! Attend the stately chambers of the great-- It dwells not there, nor in the trading world; Speaks it in councils? No, the sophist knows To laugh it thence. _Havard._ I ask not for his lineage, I ask not for his name-- If manliness be in his heart, He noble birth may claim. I care not though of world’s wealth But slender be his part; If yes you answer, when I ask-- Hath he a true man’s heart? I ask not from what land he came, Nor where his youth was nursed-- If pure the stream, it matters not The spot from whence it burst: The palace or the hovel, Where first his life began, I seek not of: but answer this-- Is he an _honest_ man? Nay, blush not now--what matters it Where first he drew his breath? A manger was the cradle-bed Of Him of Nazareth! Be nought, be any, every thing-- I care not what you be-- If yes you answer, when I ask-- Art thou pure, true, and free? _R. Nicoll._ HONOUR. Make a joyful noise unto God, all ye lands: Sing forth the _honour_ of his name: make his praise glorious.--Psalm lxvi. 1, 2. I receive not _honour_ from men.--John, v. 41. Jesus answered, If I _honour_ myself, my _honour_ is nothing; it is my Father that _honoureth_ me; of whom ye say, that he is your God.--John, viii. 54. Render therefore to all their dues; tribute to whom tribute is due; custom to whom custom; fear to whom fear; _honour_ to whom _honour_.--Romans, xiii. 7.