Dear grave in the garden; hope smiled at its door Where love's brightest triumph was told; Christ lives! and His life will His people restore! They shall wake, and His glory behold. The music is Bliss' tune to Spafford's "When Peace Like a River." Another by the same writer, sung by the same church chorus, is-- He rose! O morn of wonder! They saw His light go down Whose hate had crushed Him under, A King without a crown. No plume, no garland wore He, Despised death's Victor lay, And wrapped in night His glory, That claimed a grander day. * * * * * He rose! He burst immortal From death's dark realm alone, And left its heavenward portal Swung wide for all his own. Nor need one terror seize us To face earth's final pain, For they who follow Jesus, But die to live again. The composer's name is lost, the tune being left nameless when printed. The impression is that it was a secular melody. A very suitable tune for the hymn is Geo. J. Webb's "Millennial Dawn" ("the Morning Light is breaking.") _THANKSGIVING._ "DIE FELDER WIR PFLUeGEN UND STREUEN." We plow the fields and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's Almighty hand, He sends the snow in winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes, and the sunshine And soft, refreshing rain, All, all good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above Then thank the Lord, O thank the Lord For all His love! Matthias Claudius, who wrote the German original of this little poem, was a native of Reinfeld, Holstein, born 1770 and died 1815. He wrote lyrics, humorous, pathetic and religious, some of which are still current in Germany. The translator of the verses is Miss Jane Montgomery Campbell, whose identity has not been traced. Hers is evidently one of the retiring names brought to light by one unpretending achievement. English readers owe to her the above modest and devout hymn, which was first published here in Rev. C.S. Bere's _Garland of Songs with Tunes_, 1861. Little is known of Arthur Cottman, composer to Miss Campbell's words. He was born in 1842, and died in 1879. [Illustration: Lowell Mason] "WITH SONGS AND HONORS SOUNDING LOUD." Stanzas of this enduring hymn of Watts' have been as often recited as sung. He sends His showers of blessing down To cheer the plains below; He makes the grass the mountains crown, And corn in valleys grow. _THE TUNE_,