brought perhaps by some sailor returning from his voyage. The boy wondered at its convolutions and at the sound from its smooth lips, when he held it to his ear, "In silence hushed, his very soul Listened intensely; and his countenance soon Brightened with joy; for from within were heard Mysterious union with its native sea.' The boy heard the carols on the coast, and the anthem underneath the stars, the song by the fisher's boat of Galilee, and the organ tones of the great deep when Euroclydon smote the waves. So he who lays his ear upon the heart of Christ listens to sounds from the far away; mysterious murmurings out of Eternity, the voice, the still, small voice of God! THE SONG IN A STRANGE LAND "How shall we sing the Lord's song in a strange land?" Sing it as you would in any other land. It is a song not of the land but of the heart. It is not the mere rejoicing, but the worship of God for his goodness. Our confidence in Him should be so well grounded that no change of land can change our song. The Psalm of the Captivity is one of the finest, while one of the saddest, in the Psalter. The people had been carried away from their own country; and as exiles, despoiled and despairing, they went down by the rivers of Babylon, the Euphrates and the Tigris, the Chaboras and Ulai, and there, away from the city, they uttered their lament. They felt that there was more sympathy in the river than in the city's streets. There is nothing in Nature which seems more in sympathy with the changing experience of men than the ocean, which is continually changing, sometimes placid and restful, sometimes full of energy and loud complaint. They felt the friendliness even of the rivers; and |