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From the depths of your hearts pity let it be, – Pray for me!

I beg of you whose robes of radiant whiteness Have been kept without a ftain;

Of you who, ftung to death by serpent pleasure,
Found the healing angel pain:

Whether holy or forgiven you may be, –
Pray for me!

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And the need is even greater than you see,-
Pray for me!

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I beg of you, O children, for He loves you,
And He loves your prayers the best:
Fold your little hands together, and afk Jesus
That the weary may have rest,

That a bird caught in a net may be set free,—
Pray for me!

I beg of you who ftand before the altar,
Whose anointed hands upraise

All the fin and all the sorrow of the ages,
All the love and all the praise,

And the glory which was always and shall be, —
Pray for me!

I beg of you, of you who through life's battle

Our dear Lord has set apart,

That, while we who love the peril are made captives, Still the Church may have its heart

Which is fettered that our souls may be set free, Pray for me!

I beg of you, I beg of you, my brothers,
For an alms this very day,

I am standing on your doorstep as a beggar
Who will not be turned away,

And the charity you give my soul fhall be,—
Pray for me!

Miss A. A. Procter.

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NE prayer I have, all prayers in one, -
When I am wholly thine;

Thy will, my God, thy will be done,

And let that will be mine.

All-wise, almighty, and all-good,
In Thee I firmly truft;

Thy ways, unknown or understood,
Are merciful and just.

May I remember that to Thee

Whate'er I have I owe;

And back, in gratitude, from me
May all thy bounties flow.

Thy gifts are only then enjoyed,
When used as talents lent;
Those talents only well employed,
When in thy service spent.

And though thy wisdom takes away,
Shall I arraign thy will?

No; let me bless thy name, and say,
"The Lord is gracious ftill."

A pilgrim through the earth I roam,
Of nothing long poffeffed,

And all muft fail when I go home,

For this is not my rest.

7. Montgomery. 1803-1853.

THY WILL BE DONE.

will be done! I will not fear

THY fate provided by thy love;

The

Though clouds and darkness fhroud me here,
I know that all is bright above.

The stars of heaven are shining on,

Though these frail eyes are dimmed with tears; The hopes of earth indeed are gone,

But are not ours th' immortal years?

Father! forgive the heart that clings
Thus trembling to the things of time;
And bid my soul, on angel wings,
Ascend into a purer clime.

There fhall no doubts difturb its truft,
No sorrows dim celestial love;
But these afflictions of the duft,
Like fhadows of the night, remove.

L'en now, above, there's radiant day,
While clouds and darkness brood below;

Then, Father, joyful on my way

To drink the bitter cup I go.

Jane Roscoe.

1800.

BEGIN WITH GOD.

EGIN the day with God!

BEG

He is thy sun and day;

His is the radiance of thy dawn,
To Him address thy lay.

Sing a new song at morn!

Join the glad woods and hills; Join the fresh winds and seas and plains, Join the bright flowers and rills.

Sing thy first song to God!
Not to thy fellow-man;

Not to the creatures of his hand,
But to the Glorious One.

Awake, cold lips, and fing!

Arise, dull knees, and pray;

Lift up, O man, thy heart and eyes;
Brush flothfulness away.

Look up, beyond these clouds!
Thither thy pathway lies;
Mount up, away, and linger not,

Thy goal is yonder skies.

Caft every weight aside!

Do battle with each fin;

Fight with the faithless world without,
The faithless heart within.

Take thy first meal with God!

He is thy heavenly food;

Feed with and on Him; he with thee
Will feaft in brotherhood.

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