FROM THE

BIBLE OF THE AGES

Slowly the Bible of the race is writ;
Each age, each kindred adds a verse to it,
Texts of despair or hope, of joy or moan.
While swings the sea, while mists the mountains shroud,
While thunder's surges burst on cliffs of cloud,
Still at the prophets' feet the nations sit.

J. R. LOWELL.

"We have but part of our Holy Bible. The time will come when, as in the Middle
Ages, all pious books shall be called Scripturæ Sacra-Sacred Scriptures.”—T. W. HIGGINSON.

COMPILED AND EDITED BY

G. B. STEBBINS.

DETROIT, MICHIGAN:

PUBLISHED BY THE EDITOR.

1872.

Entered according to Act of Congress in the year 1872, by

GILES B. STEBBINS,

In the Office of the Librarian of Congress, at Washington.