THE DIVINE WILL.

Laid on thy altar, O our Lord divine,
Accept my gift this day, for Jesus' sake!
I have no jewels to adorn Thy shrine,
Nor any world-famed sacrifice to make ;
But here I bring within my trembling hand
This will of mine-a thing that seeme'h small;
And Thou alone, O Lord, canst understand
How, when I yield Thee this, I yield Thee all.

Hidden therein, Thy searching gaze can see
Struggles of passion, visions of delight-
All that I have, or am, or fain would be-
Deep love, fond hope, and longings infinite.
It hath been wet with tears and dimmed with sighs,
Clenched in my grasp till beauty it hath none;
Now, from Thy footstool where it vanquished lies,
The prayer ascendeth, May Thy will be done.

Take it, O Father, ere my courage fail,
And merge it so in Thy own will, that e'en
If in some desperate hour my cries prevail,
And Thou give back my gift, it may have been
So changed and purified, so fair have grown,
So one with Thee, so filled with peace divine,
I may not know or feel it as my own,-
But gaining back my will, may find it Thine.

ANON.

THY WILL BE DONE.

At first I felt in uttermost despair,

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And said, "O Lord, this cross I cannot bear."

But I have borne it, and I bear it now,

Only, oh only, do not ask me how.

"O God, take, I beseech Thee, my life from me; for it is better for me to die than to live."JONAH iv., 3.

"I shall not die, but live: and declare the works of the Lord."-Ps. cxviii., 17.

REST.

Two hands upon the breast,

And labour's done;

Two pale feet crossed in rest—

The race is won;

Two eyes with coin weights shut,

And all tears cease;

Two lips where grief is mute

Anger at peace;—
So pray we oftentimes,

Mourning our lot,

God, in His kindness

Answereth not.

Two hands to work addrest

Aye for His praise;
Two feet that never rest
Walking His ways;
Two eyes that look above
Through all their tears;
Two lips yet breathing love.
Not wrath, or fears;
So pray we afterwards,

Low on our knees;

Pardon those erring prayers!

Father, hear these!

-MULOCK.

The day is ended.

Ere I sink to sleep

My weary spirit seeks repose in

Thine; Father forgive my trespasses, and keep This little life of mine.

With loving kindness curtain Thou my bed,

And cool in rest my burning pilgrim

feet,

Thy pardon be the pillow for my head, So shall my sleep be sweet.

At peace with all the world, dear Lord, and Thee,

No fears my soul's unwavering faith

can shake,

All's well whichever side the grave for

me

The morning light may break.

THE CHRISTIAN LIFE.

TO LIVE for Jesus or for Him to die,-Telle est la vie !
To bear the daily, hourly trials that come,

The little worries that afflict the soul;

To do the thing 'twere easier left undone.

To do it now-and well,-for His dear sake,-Telle est la vie !

To early rise, and, strengthened by His grace,

Go forth to meet our foes, our constant foes;

To conquer bravely,-inch by inch the ground,

Now here a little, there a little, all around ;

To lie down weary when the night draws on,-Telle est la vie !

To bear the bitter taunt, the scoffing look;

To see our motives all misunderstood;

To long to speak a word for Jesus' sake,

Then find no chance; to see friends hold aloof,-Telle est

la vie!

To weary day by day for others' good,

Yet seem to fail;-to loose our trustful hope

To grow to doubt our very love and faith;

To see things through an ever darkening mist,

While scarce a glimmering ray can reach the burdened soul,-Telle est la vie!

To live for Jesus or for Him to die.

Such is our life below.

Telle est la vie! But they who live this life
Have other life the world doth not account.
The hidden life that groweth up unto eternity:
So when this sadder life shall have an end,
When all its bygone sorrows seem but as a dream,
When in the far-off land the victor resis
In peaceful, deep, unbroken thankfulness;
Then, as great glory thrills the inmost soul,
And every pulse is throbbing with delight,

Fraught with new meaning shall the cry resound,
Through myriad ranks that worship all around,

"To live for Jesus and with him to reign,-Telle est la vie!"

E. A. B.