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THE EARLY LIFE OF MOSES.
Amidst long rushes on the river's brinkRocked in his floating cradle Moses slept,
While round the helpless babe the waters crept,
Then as if awe-struck backward seemed to shrink;
Not all Nile's floods that destined child could sink:
Soon to the shore the heaven-led princess stept,
And found the ark, when lo! the sweet “babe wept,”
As though of life's rough waves wearied to think.
By care Divine thus rescued from the water,
Taught all the wisdom of that famous land,
He lived the princely son of Pharaoh's daughter:
For those whom God for some high purpose uses
He takes from earliest childhood by the hand,
And every helpful influence wisely chooses.
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