The Rev. Wm. Jay has sweetly said of the trials of the people of God: "Have they days of affliction? God knows them; knows their source, their pressure, how long they have continued, the support they require, and the proper time to remove them. Have they days of danger? He knows them, and will be a refuge and defense in them. Have they days of duty? He knows them, and will furnish the strength and the help they require. Have they days of inaction when they are laid aside from their work, by accident or disease? He knows them, and says to his servants under every privation, 'It is well that it was in thy heart.' Have they days of privation when they are denied the ordinances of religion, after seeing his power and glory in the temple, and going with the voice of gladness to keep holy day? He knows them, and will follow his people when they cannot follow him, and be a little sanctuary to them in their losses. Have they days of declension and of age in which their strength is fled, and their senses fail, and so many of their connection have gone down to the dust, evil days, wherein they have no pleasure? He knows them, and says, 'I remember thee, the kindness of thy youth. Even down to old age I am He, and to hoary hairs will I bear and carry you.'" * * * * * Original. THE YOUNG MEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION. Our friend, Mrs. Sigourney, has, at our request, kindly sent us the subjoined hymn and remarks: "The Young Men's Christian Association I consider one of the very best designs of this age of philanthropy. I send you a hymn, elicited by the Boston branch of this same Society, a circumstance which will not, I hope, diminish its adaptation to your pages." We cannot omit to ask mothers and daughters to give this Association their countenance and prayers. We trust it will be the means of accomplishing great good. HYMN FOR THE "YOUNG MEN'S CHRISTIAN ASSOCIATION." GOD of our children! hear our prayer, When from their homes they part, Those idols of our fondest care, Those jewels of the heart. We miss their smile in hall and bower; We miss their voice of cheer; We speak their names at midnight hour When none but Thou dost hear. God of their spirits! be their stay, When from their parents' side, Their boat is launched to find its way O'er life's tempestuous tide. Tho' toss'd 'mid breakers wild and strong, Its veering helm should stray Where syrens wake the mermaid song, Guide thou their course alway. Oh, God of goodness, bless the band Who, moved by Christian love, Take the young stranger's friendless hand And lead his thoughts above. May their own souls the sunbeam feel, They thus have freely given, And be the plaudit of their zeal The sweet "_well-done_" of heaven. L. H. S. * * * * * Original. THE MOTHERS OF THE BIBLE. NAOMI AND RUTH.