Here is another. An ark is tossed in a raging deluge. The heavens are black above. Neither sun nor stars appear. All around is a waste wilderness of waters. But, lo! by the window of the ark a weary bird is seen fluttering, and bearing in its mouth an olive branch of _Hope_! Here, again, is a picture called "_The Father of the Faithful_." Its subject is a solitary pilgrim, one of the world's gray patriarchs. He is treading along amid some wild pastoral hills, all ignorant of his destiny; but he has a staff in his hand--it is the staff of _Hope_! Here is another. It is an Arabian Emir, once a Prince of the East, sitting amid ashes, the victim of a loathsome disease; and worse than all, of Satanic power. But _Hope_ tunes his lips to sing, "_I know that my Redeemer liveth_." Here is a vast exodus of six hundred thousand slaves from a land of bondage, separated by an inhospitable desert from the land of their fathers; but _Hope_ silvers the edges of their pillar of cloud, and gleams by night in their pillar of fire. Here is another picture, of exiled patriots seated by the waters of Babylon. They have hung their harps on the willows. They refuse to sing the Lord's song in that strange land. But HOPE is represented restoring the broken strings; and with their eyes suffused with tears, yet glistening with joyous visions, thus they pour out their plaintive prayer--"_Turn again our captivity, O Lord, as the streams in the south._"[40] [40] Psalm cxxvi. 4. Time would fail to traverse these halls and walls of ancient memory. HOPE, in every diversified form and attitude, is portrayed in the history of the glorious company of the apostles, the goodly fellowship of prophets, the noble army of martyrs,--ay, sustaining too, in the midst of His sufferings and sorrows, the very bosom of the Son of God--for was it not _hope_ ("the joy that was set before Him") that made Him "endure the cross, despising the shame?"[41] [41] Heb. xii. 2.