Go and tell Jesus, he will say to thee, Go and tell Jesus; so shall he be thine, And sweetly will he come and dwell with thee. His through all time and all eternity. Saviour, I come; O, teach me how to pray ! CHRIST'S DISCIPLINE. "Nevertheless, afterward it yieldeth the peaceable fruit of righteousness unto them which are exercised thereby."- Heb. xii. 11. O SAVIOUR! whose mercy, severe in its kindness, Enchanted with all that was dazzling and fair The blossom blushed bright,—but a worm was below; The moonlight shone fair, there was blight in the beam; Sweet whispered the breeze, but it whispered of woe, And bitterness flowed in the soft-flowing stream. So, cured of my folly, but cured but in part, Weave visions of joy that bloomed but to fade. I thought that the course of the pilgrim to heaven Would be bright as the sun, and glad as the morn; Thou show'dst me the path,—it was dark and uneven, All rugged with rock and all tangled with thorn. I dreamed of celestial rewards and renown, I grasped at the triumph which blesses the brave; I asked for the palm-branch, the robe, and the crown, I asked, and thou show'dst me a cross and a grave. Subdued and instructed, at length, to thy will My hopes and my longings I fain would resign; O, give me the heart that can wait and be still, Nor know of a wish or a pleasure but thine! There are mansions exempted from sin and from woe, There is rest, but it dwells in the presence of God. THE BORDER-LAND. "For the Lord thy God bringeth thee into a good land, a land of brooks of water, of fountains and depths that spring out of valleys and hills."- Deut. viii. 7. I HAVE been to a land, a Border-land, Where there was but a strange, dim light, I scarce bethought me how there I came, Its morning and light were marked by the flight But I saw from this land, this Border-land, That they looked across to a wondrous strand, Then I turned me to Him, "the Crucified," Who had ransomed with blood my sinful soul, Yet nay; for a while in the Border-land And gather rich fruits with a trembling hand, NOT UNCLOTHED, BUT CLOTHED UPON. "For we that are in this tabernacle do groan, being burdened; not for that we would be unclothed, but clothed upon, that mortality might be swallowed up of life."-2 Cor. v. 4. IN health, O Lord, and prosperous days, In sickness, sorrow, or in shame, not clothed upon by thee. O, rather help us as we ought O blessed Lord! whose merits dress Through whom, for us, eternal stands FRIENDSHIP WITH CHRIST. "Nevertheless, I am continually with thee; thou hast holden me by my right hand." Ps. lxxiii. 23. WHEN, in the hours of lonely woe, I give my sorrows leave to flow, Jesus! in whom, but thee above, Thou, Lord, shalt guide me all my days, My flesh is hastening to decay, - |