One Stone rejplendent o’er the rejl,

Fit Jewel for an AngePs breajl,

Shines bright in cold or heat ;

And not in all yon Eajiern train,

*Mid mines of gold where Sultans reign,

May /uch your vijion meet :

No larger than the mujlard’s Jeed,

From it Juch lujlrous rays proceed,

Where’er Faith’s lucid Jparkles Jhine,

They make whate’er they touch Divine.
Fragment of Jome unjhaken Rock
This Jeems, whoje force may bear the Jhock
Of tempejl and of tide ;

And though, perchance, of rougher face,

It Jlands with more enduring grace
Than jmoother works of pride :

If placed bejide the waters’ brink,

Who treads on it Jhall never Jink ;

Wild though the waves of Jorrow roll,

They may not whelm the Patient Soul.
In the ciear depths another lies
Of which Jecure a Shaft may rije
AJcending day by day ;

Upright and pure, the bujy morn
Shines on it from the early dawn
Till gleams the evening ray :
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306 jffoe fmootf) fetoneg of SDabfo*

Contented with the rules of old,

It jeeks no adventitious gold

Of man’s dcvicc. Thus Jpake thc Lord !

Obedience ajks no furthcr word.
