"And He led them out as far as to Bethany, and He lifted up His hands, and blessed them. And it came to pass, -while He blessed them, He was parted from them, and carried up into heaven. And they worshiped Him, and returned to Jerusalem with great joy " (Luke 24 :50, 52).

O my Saviour, glorified!
Now the heavens, opened wide,
Show to faith's exultant eye
One in beauteous majesty.

Worthy of the sweetest praise
That my ransomed heart can raise,
Is that Man in whom alone
God Himself is fully known.

For those clustering glories prove
That glad gospel, "God is Love,"
Whilst those wounds, in glory bright,
Voice the solemn, "God is light."

Holy Light, whose searching ray
Brings but into perfect day
Beauties that my heart must win
To the Sinless once made sin!

Hark, my soul! thy Saviour sings;
Catch the joy that music brings;
And, with that sweet flood of song,
Pour thy whimpering praise along.

O my Saviour, glorified,
Turn mine eye from all beside;
Let me but Thy beauty see-
Other light is dark to me.

F. C. J.