Be it ours, then, while we're here,
Him to follow without fear!

Where He calls us, there to go,
What He bids us, that to do.

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MATTHEW 14: 28, 29.

E bids us come; His voice we know,
And boldly on the waters go,

To Him our Chrift and Lord;
We walk on life's tempeftuous sea,
For He who died to set us free,
Hath called us by His word.

Secure from troubled waves we tread,
Nor all the storms around us heed,
While to our Lord we look ;
O'er every fierce temptation bound,
The billows yield a solid ground,
The wave is firm as rock.

But if from Him we turn our eye,
And see the raging floods run high,
And feel our fears within;

Our foes so ftrong, our flesh so frail,
Reason and unbelief prevail,

And fink us into fin.

Lord, we our belief confefs,
Our little spark of faith increase,

That we may doubt no more;
But fix on Thee our fteady eye,

And on Thine outstretched arm rely,
Till all the ftorm is o'er.

W

HATE'ER my God ordains is right,
His will is ever just;

Howe'er He order now my cause

I will be ftill and truft.

He is my God,

Though dark my road,

He holds me that I fhall not fall,
Wherefore to Him I leave it all.

Whate'er my God ordains is right,
He never will deceive;

He leads me by the proper path,
And so to him I cleave,

And take content

What He hath sent;

His hand can turn my griefs away,

And patiently I wait His day.

Whate'er my God ordains is right,
He taketh thought for me,
The cup that my physician gives
No poison'd draught can be.
But medicine due;

For God is true,

And on that changeless truth I build,
And all my heart with hope is filled.

Whate'er my God ordains is right,
Though I the cup must drink
That bitter seems to my faint heart,
I will not fear nor fhrink;

Tears pafs away

With dawn of day,

Sweet comfort yet fhall fill my heart,
And pain and sorrow fhall depart.

Whate'er my God ordains is right,
Here will I take my stand;

Though sorrow, need, or death make earth

For me a desert land,

My Father's care

Is around me there,

He holds me that I fhall not fall,

And so to Him I leave it all.

S. Rodigaft, 1675.

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THE KINGDOM OF GOD.

SAY to thee, do thou repeat

To the first man thou mayeft meet, In lane, highway, or open street—

That he, and we, and all men move
Under a canopy of Love,

As broad as the blue fky above:

That doubt and trouble, fear and pain,
And anguish, all are sorrows vain;
That death itself shall not remain:

That weary deserts we may tread,
A dreary labyrinth may thread,
Through dark ways underground be led;

Yet, if we will our Guide obey,
The drearieft path, the darkest way,
Shall iffue out in heavenly day.

And we, on divers fhores now caft,
Shall meet, our perilous voyage past,
All in our Father's home at last.

And ere thou leave them, say thou this,
Yet one word more:- They only miss
The winning of that final blifs

Who will not count it true that Love,
Bleffing, not curfing, rules above,
And that in it we live and move.

And one thing further make him know,
That to believe these things are so,
This firm faith never to forego –

Despite of all which seems at ftrife
With bleffing, and with curses rife -
That this is bleffing, this is life.

Trench.

MY FATHER'S AT THE HELM.

WAS when the sea's tremendous roar
WAS when the

"TA little bark affailed;

And pallid fear, with awful power,
O'er each on board prevailed:

Save one, the captain's darling son,
Who fearless viewed the ftorm,
And playful, with composure smiled
At danger's threatening form..