TRUST TO THE FUTURE.

By T. B. White. - Tune," Chant,"p. 249 "Psalms of Life."

TRUST to the future, though gloomy and cheerless

Prowls the dark past like a shade at thy back,

Look not behind thee; be hopeful and fearless;
Steer for the right way, and keep to the track!
Fling off despair, it hath strength like a giant;
Shoulder thy purpose, and, boldly defiant,
Save to the right stand unmoved and unpliant!
Faith and God's promise the brave never lack.

2 Trust to the future; the present may fright thee,
Scowling so fearfully close at thy side;
Face it unmoved, and no present can blight thee;
He who stands boldly each blast shall abide.
Never a storm but the tainted air needs it,
Never a storm but the sunshine succeeds it ;
Each has a lesson, and he alone reads it

Rightly, who takes it and makes it his guide.

3 Trust to the future; it stands like an angel,
Waiting to lead thee, to bless, and to cheer;
Singing of hope like some blessed evangel,
Luring thee on to a brighter career.

Why should the past or the present oppress thee?
Stamp on their coils, for, with arms to caress thee,
See, the great future stands yearning to bless thee;
Press boldly forward, nor yield to a fear!

4 Trust to the future; it will not deceive thee,

So thou but meet it with brave heart and strong; Now begin living anew, and, believe me,

Gladness and triumph will follow ere long. Never a night but there cometh a morrow, Never a grief but the hopeful will borrow Something of gladness to lighten the sorrow; Life unto such is a conqueror's song.

5 Trust to the future, then cease from your weeping;
Faith and a firm heart are all that
you need;
God and his angels have yet in their keeping
Harvests of joy, if we'll sow but the seed!
Trust to the future, all life will be glorious;
Trust, for in trusting the soul is victorious;
Trust, and in trusting be strong and laborious;
Up and be doing, and give God the meed!

TO MY DEAR, ABSENT HUSBAND.
From real Correspondence. By Mrs. Sarah A. Coonley.

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RT not weary of thy wandering?

Has a home no charms for thee?
Shall we meet again, dear Levi,
Meet with joy from sorrow free?
2 Mingled hours of bliss and sorrow
It has been our lot to share;
Let us from the Giver borrow
Strength each burden still to bear!

3 Can our souls in blissful union,
Converse hold when far away ?
Yes! the spirit's sweet communion
Blends with thine, love, day by day.
4 Angel-watchers, view the tear-drops
Glistening in my moistened eye;
Bear to him these burning kisses
Freighted with love's teeming sigh!
5 Tell him, O ye tender guardians,

How I watch, and weep, and pray;
Tell my loved one how I cherish,
Love undying, day by day.

6 Bear to him this heart I gave him
Let no secret there be mine;
Tell him, bright celestial spirits,
What redeeming graces shine.

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7 Go to him with gentle whispers,
When thou see'st him sad and lone,
Tell him of my deep devotion;

Speak the love he ne'er has known. 8 Hie thee! my sad heart is weary; Haste! I cannot brook delay;

Tell my dear one when thou see'st him,
All thou know'st this heart would say !

9 Tell him I the birdies cherish,

Knowing he doth love them well!
Tell him how upon his likeness
I with fond emotions dwell.
10 Come at midnight to my dwelling;
Bear a message from my love!
Does he cherish like emotions?
Faithful, loving as my dove?

11 Thanks, O many thanks, I render,
Tender heralds kind and true;
Gently shed a pitying tear-drop
For the errors thou dost view!

12 Good-night, dearest; in blest visions
I will press thee to my heart;
Sweetly resting till the morrow
Bids the phantom-bliss depart!

GOOD-MORNING.

H, I am so happy!" the little girl said,

As she sprang like a lark from her low trundle-bed 'Tis morning, bright morning! Good-morning, papa Oh, give me one kiss for good-morning, mamma Only just look at my pretty canary,

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Chirping his sweet Good-morning to Mary!'
The sunshine is peeping straight into my eyes,
Good-morning to you, Mister Sun, for you rise
Early, to wake up my birdie and me,
And make us as happy as happy can be!"

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Happy you may be, my dear little girl!" And the mother stroked softly a clustering curl, Happy you can be ; but think of the One

Who wakened, this morning, both you and the sun!" The little girl turned her bright eyes with a nod,

Mamma, may I say, then, Good-morning' to God???
Yes, little darling one, surely you may,

Kneel as you kneel every morning to pray!"

3 Mary knelt solemnly down, with her Looking up earnestly into the skies;

eyes

And two little hands that were folded together,
Softly she laid on the lap of her mother,

"Good-morning, dear Father in heaven," she said;

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I thank thee for watching my snug little bed; For taking good care of me all the dark night, And waking me up with the beautiful light!

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ALPHABETICAL INDEX TO FIRST LINES.

A:

A little word in kindness said,
Adieu! adieu! we now must part,..

A home in heaven! what a joyful thought 1.

A new and blessed era,..

A gentle word hath a magic power,

A beautiful land of light I see,.

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An angel thing, a spell of joy,
A traveller through a dusty road,.
Around the blazing hearth of home,.

Angels loved the precious pearl, ...

Away with the cup I so oft revelled round,..
A song for the fountain,

A soldier of the Legion lay dying in Algiers,.
A stranger preached last Sunday,
Art not weary of thy wanderings?

Be firm, be bold, be strong, be true,..
Beware, beware of careless words, .
Bless God for rain, the good man said, .

Be thou, O God, exalted high,

Blest be the tie that binds, .

B.

Brother, there is bending o'er thee,.
Bird of the brighter land,

Be free, yea 'tis a gift which God has given,..

Come let us join our friends above,

C.

. Born Again,.

.Miscellany,.
..Readings,

Come Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

Come, O my soul, in sacred lays,..

Companion dear, the hour draws nigh,.

Come sing to me of heaven,

Come on, my partners in distress,

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Clime of the brave, the high heart's home,.

.Songs,

Come, ye disconsolate, where'er you languish,.. .Miscellany,......124

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