nd closing are the doors that lead abroad,
When the hum of the mill is sounding low,
Though it rise to the sparrow's note,
And voices loudest in the song, do all to faintness sink."

Although, I might here add, I cannot follow this writer in his view
that Ecclesiastes is describing only the old age of the sensualist.
Rather is it man as man,--at his highest,--but with only what he can
find "under the sun" to enlighten him.

[2] The word rendered above "age-long," in our authorized version
"long,"--"man goeth to his _long_ home"--is one of those suggestive
words with which the Hebrew Scriptures abound, and which are well worth
pondering with interest. To transfer and not translate it into English
we might call it "olamic," speaking of a cycle: having a limit, and yet
a shadowy, undefined limit. The word therefore in itself beautifully
and significantly expresses both the confidence, the faith of the
speaker as well as his ignorance. Man's existence after death is
distinctly predicated. The mere grave is not that olamic home; for the
spirit would, in that case, be quite lost sight of; nor, indeed, is the
spirit alone there,--the _man_ goes there. It appears to correspond
very closely to the Greek word Hades, "the Unseen." Man has gone to
that sphere beyond human ken, but when the purposes of God are
fulfilled, his abode there shall have an end: it is for an "age," but
only an "age." All this seems to be wrapped up, as it were, in that
one phrase--_Beth-olam_, the age-long home. How blessed for us the
light that has since been shed on all this. In One case (and indeed
already more than in that One) that "age" has already come to an end,
and the first fruits of that harvest with which our earth is sown has
even now been gathered. We await merely the completion of that
harvest: "Christ the first fruits: afterwards they that are Christ's,
at His coming."

THE BIBLE TRUTH PRESS, 63 FOURTH AVENUE, NEW YORK.

"ABOVE THE SUN."

Cease, ye Saints, your occupation with the sorrow-scenes of earth;
Let the ear of faith be opened, use the sight of second birth.
Long your hearts have been acquainted with the tear-drop and the groan;
These are _weeds_ of foreign growing, seek the _flowers_ that are your own.

He who in the sandy desert looks for springs to quench his thirst
Finds his fountains are but slime-pits such as Siddim's vale accursed;
He who hopes to still the longing of the h