Did airy phantoms fill my brain?--
Did vain delusions cheat my soul?--
Must those bright hopes prove false and vain?
And must I miss the heavenly goal?

* * * * *

"There is joy in Heaven, in the presence of the angels, over one sinner
that repenteth."--_Scripture_.

What's this that breaks upon my ear?
Music sweet;
From golden harps, methinks I hear
Glorious strains!
"There's joy in Heaven," the angels sing,
"A soul repents and owns our King;"
From Heaven to earth the echoes ring,
Pard'ning love!




JEPHTHAH'S VOW.

The warrior left the battle field,--
Jehovah there had been his shield,--
He heard his solemn vow.
The foe had in confusion fled,
While thousands on the field lay dead,