Teach me to live, no idler let me be,

But in Thy service hand and heart employ, Prepared to do Thy bidding cheerfully—

Be this my highest and my holiest joy.

Teach me to live-my daily cross to bear,
Nor murmur though I bend beneath its load,
Only be with me; let me feel Thee near,

Thy smile sheds gladness on the darkest road.

Teach me to live and find my life in Thee,
Looking from earth and earthly things away.
Let me not falter, but untiringly

Press on, and gain new strength and power each
day.

Teach me to live! With kindly words for all,
Wearing no cold, repulsive brow of gloom,
Waiting with cheerful patience till Thy call
Summons my spirit to her heavenly home.

C. P.

NOT now, my child,—a little more rough tossing,

A little longer on the billow's foam,

A few more journeyings in the desert darkness,
And then the sunshine of Thy Father's home.

Not now, for I have wanderers in the distance,
And thou must call them in with patient love;
Not now, for I have sheep upon the mountains,
And thou must follow them where'er they rove.

Not now, for I have loved ones, sad and weary,

Wilt thou not cheer them with a kindly smile? Sick ones who need thee in their lonely sorrow, Wilt thou not tend them yet a little while?

Not now, for wounded hearts are sorely bleeding, And thou must teach those widowed hearts to sing; Not now, for orphans' tears are thickly falling,

They must be gathered 'neath some sheltering wing.

Not now, for many a hungry one is pining,

Thy willing hand must be outstretched and free; Thy Father hears the mighty cry of anguish, And gives His answering messages to thee.

Not now, for hell's eternal gulf is yawning,
And souls are perishing in hopeless sin;
Jerusalem's bright gates are standing open,-
Go to the banished ones and bring them in.

Go with the name of Jesus to the dying,

And speak that name in all its living power; Why should thy fainting heart grow chill and weary, Canst thou not 'watch with Me one little hour'?

One little hour, and then the glorious crowning,

The golden harp-strings and the victor's palm ;One little hour, and then the Alleluia,

Eternity's long, deep, thanksgiving psalm!

OR so have I known a luxuriant vine swell into

FOR

irregular twigs and bold excrescences, and spend itself in leaves and little rings, and afford but trifling clusters to the wine-press, and a faint return to his heart which longed to be refreshed with a full vintage; but when the Lord of the vineyard had caused the dressers to cut the wilder plant, and make it bleed, it grew temperate of its vain expense of useless leaves, and knotted into fair and juicy branches, and made account of that loss of blood by the return of fruit.

SIXTEENTH DAY.

The Burthen of Doubts.

OH that I knew where I might find him! that I might come even to his seat! I would order my cause before him, and fill my mouth with arguments. I would know the words which he would answer me, and understand what he would say unto me. Will he plead against me with his great power? No; but he would put strength in me. There the righteous might dispute with him; so should I be delivered for ever from my judge. Behold, I go forward, but he is not there; and backward, but I cannot perceive him: on the left hand, where he doth work, but I cannot behold him: he hideth himself on the right hand, that I cannot see him: but he knoweth the way that I take: when he hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold. My foot hath held his steps, his way have I kept, and not declined. Neither have I gone back from the commandment of his lips; I have esteemed the words of his mouth more than my necessary food. But he is in one mind, and who can turn him? and what his soul desireth

even that he doeth. For he performeth the thing that is appointed for me: and many such things are with him. Job xxiii. 3-14.

But Thomas, one of the twelve, called Didymus, was not with them when Jesus came. The other disciples therefore said unto him, We have seen the Lord. But he said unto them, Except I shall see in his hands the print of the nails, and put my finger into the print of the nails, and thrust my hand into his side, I will not believe. And after eight days again his disciples were within, and Thomas with them: then came Jesus, the doors being shut, and stood in the midst, and said, Peace be unto you. Then saith he to Thomas, Reach hither thy finger, and behold my hands; and reach hither thy hand, and thrust it into my side: and be not faithless, but believing. And Thomas answered and said unto him, My Lord and my God. Jesus saith unto him, Thomas, because thou hast seen me, thou hast believed: blessed are they that have not seen, and yet have believed. And many other signs truly did Jesus in the presence of his disciples, which are not written in this book: but these are written, that ye might believe that Jesus is the Christ, the Son of God; and that believing ye might have life through his name.

St. John xx. 24-31.

Jesus said unto him, If thou canst believe, all things are possible to him that believeth. And straightway the father of the child cried out, and said with tears, Lord, I believe; help thou mine unbelief. St. Mark ix. 23, 24.