"LOVE YOUR ENEMIES." [To TR1 EDITOR OF TRII • 'srscr.Ton.. ” ] SIR,—One

of the hard sayings of Christianity is to be fotInd in the monition "Love your enemies "; but in our nobler moments most of us instinctively feel that this command touches the very root and essence of that which is most divine in the teaching of the eternal Son of God. So then in this dark time of war and enmity it may be good for our souls to meditate upon some of the truer evidences of German "culture," which may be found in the philosophy of Kant and Hegel, in the poetry of Goethe and Schiller, and in the music of Beethoven and Mozart. Amongst others, the following fragment, upon which I accidentally stumbled to-day, may be cited as reminiscent of the Reformation spirit of Luther and Erasmus. It is a battle-song written by the poet-prophet

Korner, whose young and fiery spirit was the inspiration of the German uprising against such a tyranny as they are now endeavouring to impose upon their neighbours—set to immortal music by Weber—let it speak for itself :—

" Father, I call on Thee!

The roaring artillery's clouds thicken round me— The hiss and the glare of the bolts confound me ! Ruler of battles, I call on Thee!

0 Father, lead Thou me!

0 Father, lead Thou me!

To victory or death, dread Commander, 0 guide me! The dark valley brightens when Thou art beside me ! Lord as Thou wilt, so lead Thou me!

God, I acknowledge Thee I Lord I acknowledge Thee!

When the breeze through the dry leaves of autumn is moaning,

When the thunder-storm of battle is groaning—

Fount of Mercy, in each I acknowledge Thee!

0 Father, bless Thou me!

Father, I honour Thee !

Not for earth's hoards or honours we here are contending—. All that is holy our swords are defending :

Then, falling or conquering, I honour Thee!

God, I repose in Thee !

God, I repose in Thee !

When the thunders of death my soul are greeting, When the gashed veins bleed, and the life is fleeting— In Thee, my God, I repose—in Thee

Father, I call on Thee !"