Samuel Wesley, Jr., was an elder brother of John Wesley. In 1704, when fourteen years of age, he was sent to the famous Westminster

School. In 1711 he entered Christ Church, Oxford. After taking the degree of A. M. he was appointed usher in his old school at Westminster. While in this school he was ordained, but continued to teach. In 1732 he was elected Head Master of a Free Grammar School in Tiverton, a position which he held successfully until his sudden death in 1739. In 1736 he published a volume of poems, of which a second edition was issued in 1743.

76 We will rejoice, and be glad in it. C. M. THIS is the day the Lord hath made:

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O earth, rejoice and sing;

Let songs of triumph hail the morn;
Hosanna to our King!

2 The Stone the builders set at naught,
That Stone has now become
The sure foundation and the strength
Of Zion's heavenly dome.

3 Christ is that Stone, rejected once,
And numbered with the slain;
Now raised in glory, o'er his Church
Eternally to reign.

4 This is the day the Lord hath made:
O earth, rejoice and sing;
With songs of triumph hail the morn;
Hosanna to our King!

HARRIET AUBER.

Copied verbatim and entire from the Author's Spirit of the Psalms, 1829. The basis of the hymn is Psalm exviii, 24, 22: "This is the day which the Lord hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it." "The stone which the builders refused is become the head

stone of the corner."

Anna Letitia Barbauld was a daughter of the Rev. John Aikin, D.D., an English Dissenting minister. Miss Aikin was born in 1743, and early in life gave evidence of poetic talent. She had a great desire for a classical education, to which her father strongly objected. At length she prevailed in some measure, and was permitted to read Latin and Greek. She published her first volume of poems in 1773. In 1774 she married the Rev. Rochemont Barbauld, a young man of French descent, who attended a school at Warrington, where Miss Aikins's father was a classical instructor. Mr. Barbauld had charge of a Dissenting congregation at Palgrave. They also opened a boarding school,

For biographical sketch of the author, see No. 33. which they carried on successfully for eleven years.

Mr. Barbauld afterward held other pastoral relations, and died in 1808. Mrs. Barbauld occupied her time and mind in literary pursuits, editing various works, and contributing to the press. She died in 1825.

GAIN the Lord of life and light

Awakes the kindling ray,

Dispels the darkness of the night,
And pours increasing day.

2 O what a night was that which wrapt
A guilty world in gloom!

O what a sun, which broke this day
Triumphant from the tomb!

3 This day be grateful homage paid,
And loud hosannas sung;
Let gladness dwell in every heart,
And praise on every tongue.

3 No more fatigue, no more distress,
Nor sin nor hell, shall reach the place;
No sighs shall mingle with the songs,
Which warble from immortal tongues.

4 No rude alarms of raging foes,
No cares to break the long repose;
No midnight shade, no clouded sun,
But sacred, high, eternal noon.

5 O long-expected day, begin!
Dawn on these realms of woe and sin:
Fain would we leave this weary road,
And sleep in death, to rest with God.

PHILIP DODDRIDGE.

Title: The Eternal Sabbath. Written to be sung at the close of a sermon preached June 2, 1736. Text: "There remaineth therefore a rest to the people of God." Heb. iv, 9. It is found in Hymns Founded on Various Texts in the Holy Scriptures. By P. Doddridge, edited by Job Orton, 1755.

A few verbal changes have been made. In the last line of the first stanza the author wrote:

"The songs which from the Desert rise."

In the last line of the second stanza we have, in the original:

"With ardent Pangs of strong Desire."

The third line of the third stanza originally read: "No Groans to mingle with the Songs."

The Rev. Philip Doddridge was born in London in 1702; he was piously brought up, and well educated, and in 1729 he became pastor of a Congregational church in Northampton. In the same year he was elected head of an institution for educating young men for the Dissenting ministry. In 1736 the University of Aberdeen gave him the degree of D.D. Dr. Doddridge was the author of several valuable works, of which the best known are the Rise and Progress of Religion in the Soul, and The Family Expositor. He died in 1751.

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SW

WEET is the light of Sabbath eve,
And soft the sunbeams lingering there;
For these blest hours the world I leave,
Wafted on wings of faith and prayer.

2 The time how lovely and how still!
Peace shines and smiles on all below;
The plain, the stream, the wood, the hill,
All fair with evening's setting glow.

3 Season of rest! the tranquil soul
Feels the sweet calm, and melts to love;
And while these sacred moments roll,
Faith sees the smiling heaven above.

4 Nor will our days of toil be long;
Our pilgrimage will soon be trod;
The endless Sabbath of our God.

.79 Sabbath evening: Thy kingdom come. L.M. And we shall join the ceaseless song,

JAMES EDMESTON.

Title: The Cottager's Reflections upon the Sab

Vows with their lips to thee they vowed.bath Evening. From The Cottage Minstrel, 1821.

2 But thou, soul-searching God! hast known
The hearts of all that bent the knee;
And hast accepted those alone,

Who in the spirit worshiped thee.

3 People of many a tribe and tongue,
Of various languages and lands,
Have heard thy truth, thy glory sung,
And offered prayer with holy hands.

ORIGINAL LINES:

Verse one, line two:

"And soft the sunbeam lingering there."

Verse one, line three:

"Those sacred hours this low earth leave." Verse two, line one:

"This time how lovely and how still!"

6 "Sin, my worst enemy before,
Shall vex my eyes and ears no more;
My inward foes shall all be slain,
Nor Satan break my peace again."

Pledge of glorious rest.

L. M.

Rurov, my day, enjoy the testi

Improve the day thy God hath blest:
Another six days' work is done;
Another Sabbath is begun.

20 that our thoughts and thanks may rise,
As grateful incense to the skies,
And draw from Christ that sweet repose,
Which none but he that feels it knows!

3 This heavenly calm within the breast
Is the dear pledge of glorious rest,
Which for the Church of God remains;
The end of cares, the end of pains.

4 In holy duties, let the day,
In holy comforts, pass away,
How sweet a Sabbath thus to spend,
In hope of one that ne'er shall end!
JOSEPH STENNETT, ALT.

The author's title was: On the Sabbath. The original has fourteen stanzas, of which these are verses one, ten, eleven, and thirteen. All are altered except the third, (eleventh.)

ORIGINAL FORM.

1 "Another six days' work is done;.
Another Sabbath is begun:
Return, my soul, unto thy rest,
Revere the day thy God has blest.

2 "O that my thoughts and words may rise
As incense to propitious skies;
And fetch from heaven that sweet repose
Which none but he that feels it knows."

The first couplet of the last stanza read:

4 "In holy duties thus the day
"
In holy pleasures melts away,' etc.

From Miscellaneous Poems. vol. iv. London, 1732.

Author's works,

The Rev. Joseph Stennett, an English Baptist minister, was born in 1663; ordained to the pastorate of a church in London in 1690, and held that relation until his death, in 1713. He was a man of

The lines of the first couplet of the third stanza | ability, and much esteemed.