He would address this weary and burdened generation, “_Come unto me_, _all ye that are weary and heavy laden_, _and I will give you rest_.” But He is with us alway, and, by ways that we little discern and sympathize with, He may be leading this generation to himself. Let us be humble-hearted and full of charity; let us work, work harder and more lovingly, with more oneness of heart and voice, to make men feel that it is God’s good news to them which we have in charge, and then will our Sabbaths return to us, fresh and pure, beautiful and blest, as that George Herbert wrote of. “SUNDAY. “O day most calm, most bright, The fruit of this, the next world’s bud, Th’ indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a friend, and with his blood; The couch of time; care’s balm and bay: The week were dark, but for thy light: Thy torch doth show the way. “Man had straight forward gone To endless death: but thou dost pull And turn us round to look on one, Whom, if we were not very dull, We could not choose but look on still; Since there is no place so alone, The which he doth not fill. “The Sundays of man’s life, Threaded together on time’s string, Make bracelets to adorn the wife Of the eternal glorious King. On Sunday heaven’s gate stands ope; Blessings are plentiful and rife, More plentiful than hope. “The rest of our creation Our great Redeemer did remove With the same shake, which at his passion Did th’ earth and all things with it move. As Samson bore the doors away, Christ’s hands, though nail’d, wrought our salvation, And did unhinge that day. “The brightness of that day We sullied by our foul offence: Wherefore that robe we cast away, Having a new at his expense, Whose drops of blood paid the full price, That was requir’d to make us gay, And fit for Paradise. “Thou art a day of mirth: And where the week-days trail on ground, Thy flight is higher, as thy birth. O let me take thee at the bound, Leaping with thee from sev’n to seven, Till that we both, being toss’d from earth, Fly hand in hand to heaven!” * * * * * * * * * * J. UNWIN, Gresham Steam Press, 31, Bucklersbury London.