PSALM 103

1. Bless the Lord, O my soul; and all that is within me, bless his holy name.

2. Bless the Lord, O my soul, and forget not all his benefits;

3. Who forgiveth all thine iniquities; who healeth all thy diseases;

4. Who redeemeth thy life from destruction; who crowneth thee with lovingkindness and tender mercies;

5. Who satisfieth thy mouth with good things; so that thy youth is renewed like the eagle's.

6. The Lord executeth righteousness and judgment for all that are oppressed.

7. He made known his way unto Moses, his acts unto the children of Israel.

8. The Lord is merciful and gracious, slow to anger, and plenteous in mercy.

9. He will not always chide; neither will he keep his anger forever.

10. He hath not dealt with us after our sins, nor rewarded us according to our iniquities.

II. For as the heaven is high above the earth, so great is his mercy toward them that fear him.

12. As far as the east is from the west, so far hath he removed our transgressions from

us.

13. Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear him.

14. For he knoweth our frame; he remembereth that we are dust.

15. As for man, his days are as grass; as a flower of the field, so he flourisheth.

16. For the wind passeth over it, and it is gone; and the place thereof shall know it no

more.

17. But the mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear him, and his righteousness unto children's children;

18. To such as keep his covenant, and to those that remember his commandments to do them.

19. The Lord hath prepared his throne in the heavens; and his kingdom ruleth over all. 20. Bless the Lord, ye his angels, that excel in strength, that do his commandments, hearkening unto the voice of his word.

21. Bless ye the Lord, all ye his hosts; ye ministers of his, that do his pleasure.

22. Bless the Lord, all his works in all places of his domain; bless the Lord, O my soul.

PSALM 23

1. The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.

2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.

3. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.

4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.

5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.

6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life; and I will dwell in the house of the Lord forever.

THOMAS MOORE

There is not in this wide world a valley so sweet

As that vale in whose bosom the bright waters

meet;

O, the last ray of feeling and life must depart Ere the bloom of that valley shall fade from my heart.

Yet it was not that Nature had shed o'er the

scene

Her purest of crystal and brightest of green; 'Twas not the soft magic of streamlet or hill, — O, no! it was something more exquisite still. 'Twas that friends, the beloved of my bosom, were near,

Who made every scene of enchantment more dear,

And who felt how the best charms of nature.

improve,

When we see them reflected from looks that

we love.

Sweet Vale of Avoca! how calm could I rest In thy bosom of shade, with the friends I love

best;

Where the storms that we feel in this cold world should cease,

And our hearts, like thy waters, be mingled

in peace.

Twickenham Ferry

THEOPHILE MARZIALS

"Ahoy! and Oho! and it's who's for the ferry?"

(The brier's in bud and the sun going down ;)

"And I'll row ye so quick and I'll row ye so steady,

And 'tis but a penny to Twickenham Town."

The ferryman's slim and the ferryman's

young,

With just a soft tang in the turn of his tongue;

And he's fresh as a pippin and brown as a berry,

And 'tis but a penny to Twickenham

Town.

Ahoy! and Oho! and it's I'm for the ferry ; (The brier's in bud and the sun going down ;)

And it's late as it is, and I haven't a penny: Oh, how can I get me to Twickenham

Town?"