GADSBY'S SELECTION.

Each opening leaf, and every stroke, Fulfils some deep design.

5 Here he exalts neglected worms To sceptres and a crown; And there the following page he turns, And treads the monarch down.

6[ Not Gabriel asks the reason why, Nor God the reason gives; Nor dares the favorite angel pr Between the folded leaves.]

7 My God, I would not long to see My fate with curious eyes; What gloomy lines are writ for me, Or what bright scenes may rise. 8 In thy fair book of life and grace, O may I find my name Recorded in some humble place, Beneath my Lord the Lamb.

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The Wisdom of God.- 1 Cor. i. 24; Eph. iii. 9-1..

THE Lord, descending from above, Invites his children near,

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While power, and truth, and boundless love Display their glories here.

2 Here, in thy gospel's wondrous frame, Fresh wisdom we pursue;

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A thousand angels learn thy name, Beyond whate'er they knew.

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3 Thy name is writ in fairest lines; Thy wonders here we trace; Wisdom through all the mystery shunes, And shines in Jesus' face.

4 The law its best obedience owes

To our incarnate God;