2 What voice shall bid the progress stay Of truth's victorious car? What arm arrest the growing day, Or quench the solar star? What reckless soul, though stout and strong, Shall dare bring back the ancient wrong, Oppression's guilty night prolong, And freedom's morning bar? 191. C. M. *Whittier. The Reformers. 1 O pure Reformers! not in vain Your trust in human kind; The good which bloodshed could not gain, Your peaceful zeal shall find. 2 The truths ye urge are borne abroad By every wind and tide; The voice of nature and of God Speaks out upon your side. 3 The weapons which your hands have found Are those which Heaven hath wrought, Light, Truth, and Love,--your battle-ground, The free, broad field of Thought. 4 O, may no selfish purpose break The beauty of your plan, Nor lie from throne or altar shake Your steady faith in man. 5 Press on! and if we may not share The glory of your fight, We'll ask at least, in earnest prayer, God's blessing on the Right. 192. 8 & 7s. M. Cowper. The Kingdom of Heaven. 1 Hear what God, the Lord, hath spoken; O my people, faint and few, Comfortless, afflicted, broken, Fair abodes I build for you; Scenes of heartfelt tribulation Shall no more perplex your ways; You shall name your walls salvation, And your gates shall all be praise. 2 There, in undisturbed possession, Peace and righteousness shall reign; Never shall you feel oppression, Never hear of war again; God shall rise, and, shining o'er you, Change to day the gloom of night; He, the Lord, shall be your glory, God your everlasting light. VI. THE CHRISTIAN CHARACTER. 193. P. M. Sp. of Psalms. The Holy Spirit. 1 Our blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His tender, last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed, With us to dwell. 2 He came, in tongues of living flame, To teach, convince, subdue; All powerful as the wind he came, As viewless too. 3 He came sweet influence to impart, A gracious, willing guest, While he can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. 4 And his that gentle voice we hear, Soft as the breath of even, That checks each fault, that calms each fear And speaks of heaven. 5 And every virtue we possess, And every victory won, And every thought of holiness, Are his alone. 6 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness pitying see; O, make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, And worthier Thee!