How, in one house, Should many people, under two _commands_ Hold amity? _Shakspere._ Whatever hypocrites austerely talk Of purity, and place, and innocence, Reforming as impure what God declares Pure, and _commands_ to some, leaves free to all Our Maker bids increase; who bids abstain But our destroyer, foe to God and man. _Milton._ Heralds of creation cry, --Praise the Lord, the Lord most high; Heaven and earth, obey the call, Praise the Lord, the Lord of all. For He spake, and forth from night Sprang the universe to light; He _commanded_,--Nature heard, And stood fast upon his word. _J. Montgomery._ What is the first and great _command_?-- To love thy God above: And what the second?--As thyself Thy neighbour thou shalt love: Who is my neighbour?--He who wants The help that thou canst give: Jesus, our blessed Saviour, said-- This do, and thou shalt live. _Anon._ COMPASSION. Thou O Lord, art a God full of _compassion_, and gracious, long-suffering, and plenteous in mercy and truth.--Psalm lxxxvi. 15. It is of the Lord’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his _compassions_ fail not.--Lamentations, iii. 22. Have _compassion_ on us, and help us.--Mark, ix. 22. Ye had _compassion_ of me in my bonds.--Hebrews, x. 34. Be ye all of one mind, having _compassion_ one of another.--I. Peter, iii. 8. Jesus, the friend of human kind, With strong _compassion_ moved, Descended, like a pitying God, To save the souls he loved. Exalted high at God’s right hand, And Lord of all below, Through him is pardoning love dispensed, And boundless blessings flow. And still, for erring, guilty man, A brother’s pity flows; And still his bleeding heart is touched With memory of our woes. _Barbauld._ The light of love and glory Has shone through Christ the Saviour, The holy Guide, who lived and died, That we might live for ever. And since thy great _compassion_ Thus brings thy children near thee, May we to praise devote our days, And love as well as fear thee. _Henry Ware, Jun._ Lord, what offerings shall we bring, At thine altars when we bow? Hearts, the pure unsullied spring, Whence the kind affections flow; Soft _compassion’s_ feeling soul, By the melting eye exprest, Sympathy, at whose control Sorrow leaves the wounded breast. _John Taylor._ CONCORD. What _concord_ hath Christ with Belial?--II. Corinthians, vi. 15.