GOD APPOINTS.

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"But the very hairs of your head are all numbered.". -Matt. x. 30.

Is thy path lonely? fear it not, for He

Who marks the sparrow's fall is guarding thee;
And not a star shines o'er thy head by night,
But He doth know that it will meet thy sight,
And not a joy can beautify thy lot,

But tells thee still that thou art unforgot.
Nay, not a grief can darken or surprise,
Dwell in thy heart, or dim with tears thine eyes,
But it is sent in mercy and in love,

To bid thy helplessness seek strength above.

GLORY TO GOD.

"Thou art worthy, O Lord, to receive glory."- Rev. iv. 11.

WHILE I walk life's thorny road,
Path of pain, by Jesus trod,
Lead me from temptation's snare,
Be my shield where perils are;
And my thankful song shall be,
Gloria tibi, Domine !

When the weary race is past,
When the goal is reached at last;
When sad heart and aching head
In the grave find peaceful bed;

When the ransomed soul shall rise
All exultant to the skies;

Still my joyful song shall be,

Gloria tibi, Domine !

"A LIVING SACRIFICE."

Rom. xii. 1.

FATHER, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One in three, and three in one,
As by the celestial host,

Let thy will on earth be done :
Praise by all to thee be given,
Glorious Lord of earth and heaven!

May to thy great glory live, All my actions sanctify,

All my words and thoughts receive: Claim me for thy service, claim All I have and all I am.

Take my soul's and body's powers,

Take my memory, mind, and will;
All my goods and all my hours,
All I know, and all I feel;

All I think, and speak, and do:
Take my heart, but make it new!

Now, O God, thine own I am :

Now I give thee back thine own, Freedom, friends, and health, and fame, Consecrate to thee alone:

WHO is the weak believer, who
Doth still his weary way pursue;
Inspired with true religious fear,
And following Christ with heart sincere?
Obedient to thy Saviour's voice,
Yet canst thou not in him rejoice,
Nor taste the comforts of his grace,
Nor find a God who hides his face.

Jesus is vanished from thy sight,-
No glimpse of bliss or gleam of light,

To cheer thee in the desert way,
Or promise a return of day.
No evidence of things unseen,

But wars without and fears within,
No witness of thy sins forgiven,
No ray of hope on this side heaven!

Poor, tempted soul, what canst thou do?
Hope against hope, that God is true:
His nature in his name confess,

His wisdom, power, and righteousness.
The Lord, whom now thou canst not see,
Whate'er he is, he is for thee:

Expect, and thou shalt surely prove,
That God in Christ is perfect love.

WESLEY.

"WATCH YE."

1 Cor. xvi. 13.

WHEN summer decks thy path with flowers,
And pleasure's smile is sweetest;

When not a cloud above thee lowers,
And sunshine leads thy happy hours,

Thy happiest and thy fleetest;

O, watch thou, then, lest pleasure's smile
Thy spirit of its hope beguile!

When round thee gathering storms are nigh,
And grief thy days hath shaded;

When earthly joys but bloom to die,
And tears suffuse thy weeping eye,

And hope's bright bow hath faded;
O, watch thou, then, lest anxious care
Invade thy heart, and rankle there!

Through all life's scenes, through weal and woe,
Through days of mirth and sadness;
Where'er thy wandering footsteps go,-
O, think how transient here below

Thy sorrow and thy gladness!

And watch thou always, lest thou stray
From Him who points the heavenward way.

BETHESDA.

John v. 2-9.

AROUND Bethesda's healing wave,

Waiting to hear the rustling wing Which spoke the angel nigh, who gave Its virtues to that holy spring,

With earnest, fixèd solitude,

Were seen the afflicted multitude.

Among them there was one, whose eye
Had often seen the waters stirred,
Whose heart had often heaved the sigh,
The bitter sigh of hope deferred,