"Forever with the Lord!" Father, if 'tis thy will, The promise of thy gracious word Ev'n here to me fulfill. --_James Montgomery._ THE MEETING-PLACE. Where the faded flower shall freshen,-- Freshen never more to fade; Where the shaded sky shall brighten,-- Brighten never more to shade: Where the sun-blaze never scorches; Where the star-beams cease to chill; Where no tempest stirs the echoes Of the wood, or wave, or hill: Where the morn shall wake in gladness, And the moon the joy prolong, Where the daylight dies in fragrance, 'Mid the burst of holy song: Brother, we shall meet and rest 'Mid the holy and the blest! Where no shadow shall bewilder, Where life's vain parade is o'er, Where the sleep of sin is broken And the dreamer dreams no more: Where the bond is never severed;-- Partings, claspings, sob and moan, Midnight waking, twilight weeping, Heavy noontide,--all are done: Where the child has found its mother, Where the mother finds the child, Where dear families are gathered, That were scattered on the wild; Brother, we shall meet and rest 'Mid the holy and the blest! Where the hidden wound is healed, Where the blighted light re-blooms, Where the smitten heart the freshness Of its buoyant youth resumes: Where the love that here we lavish On the withering leaves of time, Shall have fadeless flowers to fix on In an ever spring-bright clime: Where we find the joy of loving, As we never loved before,-- Loving on, unchilled, unhindered, Loving once and evermore: Brother, we shall meet and rest, 'Mid the holy and the blest! Where a blasted world shall brighten Underneath a bluer sphere, And a softer, gentler sunshine Sheds its healing splendor here: Where earth's barren vales shall blossom, Putting on their robe of green, And a purer, fairer Eden Be where only wastes have been: Where a King in kingly glory, Such as earth has never known, Shall assume the righteous sceptre, Claim and wear the holy crown: Brother, we shall meet and rest, 'Mid the holy and the blest. --_Horatius Bonar._ A LITTLE WHILE. Beyond the smiling and the weeping I shall be soon; Beyond the waking and the sleeping, Beyond the sowing and the reaping, I shall be soon. Love, rest and home! Sweet hope! Lord, tarry not, but come. Beyond the blooming and the fading, I shall be soon; Beyond the shining and the shading, Beyond the hoping and the dreading, I shall be soon. Love, rest, and home! Sweet hope! Lord, tarry not, but come.