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Visit to Our Lady afte Holy Communion.
OTHER, upon my lips to-day,
Christ's precious blood was laid;
That blood which centuries ago,
And half in love and half in fear
Wilt thou vouchsafe, as Portress dear,
Lessen my words of idle worth
And govern all I say;
Keep back the sharp and quick retort
Soften my speech, with gentle art,
Check thou the laugh or careless jest,
So that my words at length may be
Oh, Mother, thou art mine to-day,
Then give me from myself and sin
A refuge in thy heart.
GOD'S world has one great echo ;—
Whether calm blue mists are curled,
Or lingering dew drops quiver,
Of red storms are unfurled,
The same deep love is throbbing.
Through the great heart of God's world,
"He Never Forgets."
O you think because your heart aches
And your life's sweet, happy sunshine
Till you hear but the undertone;
Do you think that because the sorrow
You loved and cherished so,
And things you want have vanished,
The things you would call your own, That the dear Lord Jesus forgets you? He never forgets His own.
And we're all His own dear children,
As you do your own dear wee one
Who creeps to your heart so near;
And if we will only listen
We can hear His tender tone:
"Oh, rest in peace, My children; I never forget My own."
What will you do without Him?
COULD not do without Him!
Than all the richest, fairest gifts
Of earth could ever be;
You need not do without Him,
Why will you do without Him?
Did He not die to save you?
Do you not want a Saviour?
Do you not want a friend?
One who will love you faithfully,