1. The Book of Gold | 2. His Heavenly Monitor |  3. Ministers of Special Providence | 4. Elastic As the Light | 5. An Angel in the House | 6. Christ the Lord of Angels | 7. An Angel Leads | 8. With Watchful Care | 9. Angels Sympathize with Men | 10. "The Lord Hath Sent His Angels." | 11. Protect, Defend and Foster | 12. Peopling the Aerial Spaces | 13. "Ere I Lay me down to Sleep." | 14. Outward Help and Relief | 15. Personal Beings in Scripture | 16. Compassion over Us | 17. Invisible Friends | 18. Their Durance Immortal | 19. Allotments of Happiness | 20. Synonym of Perfection | 21. His Best Angel, Love | 22. Clad in Angelic Light | 23. Children of the Sun | 24. Word Spoken by Angels | 25. Ever-Blooming Youth | 26. Formed into Armies | 27. Celestial Hierarchy | 28. Angel-Worship | 29. Story of the Archangels | 30. "To You who are Troubled."

AN ANGEL IN THE HOUSE.

September 5.

And he shewed us how he had seen an angel in his house, which stood and said unto
him: Send men to Joppa and call for Simon, whose surname is Peter.—Acts 11:13.

GENERALLY the Scriptures inform us, especially in the visions
of Ezekiel, Daniel, and John, that they are employed in
executing various, great and wonderful purposes of divine providence.
Here we behold them controlling evil spirits, wielding the
elements of this world ; producing, directing and ministering, and
terminating the great convulsions of time; conveying the souls
of the just to the Paradise of God ; severing the wicked from the
good at the Day of Judgment, and performing the duties of their
dignified and glorious missions. Nor can we rationally doubt that
the angels visit every other habitable world with messages and
designs of the same sublime import ; execute the great purposes of
God in all parts of His kingdom ; and thus become, in an exten
sive sense, illustrious benefactors of the intelligent creation.
                                                        —Timothy Dwight.

How sweet it were, if without feeble fright,
Or dying of the dreadful beauteous sight,
An angel came to us, and we could bear
To see him issue from the silent air
At evening in our room, and bend on ours
His divine eyes, and bring us from the bowers
News of dear friends, and children who have never
Been dead indeed— as we shall know forever.
Alas! we think not what we daily see
About our hearths— angels that are to be,
Or may be if they will, and we prepare
Their souls and ours to meet in happy air—
A child— a friend—a wife—whose soft heart sings
In unison with ours, breeding its future wings.
                                        —Leigh Hunt.