workmen; who is ever at hand for strength and

succour.

And the time is short. The shadows are beginning to lengthen. The night, when no man can work, will soon be down upon us. Work, then, while the day lasts, and do not linger over your work as if you had abundance of time to do it in. The coming of the Lord draweth nigh. "Behold, I come quickly, and My reward is with Me, to give to every man according as his work shall be." The Master will soon be here to call His servants to their reckoning; have thy accounts all ready.

Put thy whole vigour into thy work. For the knowledge that the work is God's is not to make thee less energetic or fervent; but more So. “Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might." Work well; run well; fight well. Slack not thy hand at any time. If the work is worth being done at all, it is worth being done in earnest.

Count not the cost, and be not discouraged when called on to pay it. It may be through some personal trial, and weariness, and sacrifice, that the end is to be reached and the work done. Do not grudge it; but press on. The day of recompence The reward is great enough to make A kingdom and a crown, such as God

is at hand.

up for all.

has to give, are sufficient compensations, however hard the work or heavy the sacrifice.

Leave it not half done. Carry it through.

H

Beware of stopping short in the middle, as if thou hadst done enough. Half-finished work for God looks ill. Perhaps, indeed, He may stop it; and may break it in pieces before thy eyes. Let not that dishearten thee. He knows what He is doing; He does it in wisdom and love; not out of arbitrary will, or to vex and discourage His labourers. It is for some glorious end that He does so; and if thou wilt just trust Him, in spite of the ruin, thou shalt see something greater and better rising out of it, fulfilling the end in view far more sufficiently than that which at first thou designedst. "He that believeth doth not make haste."

The Master's "Well done" will, even in prospect, animate and cheer; how unutterably will it gladden in that day when you hear it actually spoken to you by His own lips.

From an old English parsonage,

Down by the sea,

There came in the twilight

A message to me.

The quaint Saxon legend,
Deeply engraven,
Hath, as it seems to me,
Teaching from Heaven.

On through the hours

Its quiet tones ring,

Like a low inspiration,

"Doe the nexte thynge."

Many a questioning,

Many a fear,

Many a doubt,

Hath its answering here.

Moment by moment,

Let down from Heaven, Time, opportunity,

Guidance are given. Fear not to-morrows, Child of the King, Trust them to Jesus,

"Doe the nexte thynge."

Oh, He would have thee
Daily more free,
Knowing the might

Of thy Royal degree.
Ever in waiting,

Glad at His call; Tranquil in chastening, Trusting through all. Coming and going,

No turmoil need bring, His is the future,

"Doe the nexte thynge.”

Do it immediately,

Do it with prayer;

Do it reliantly,

Casting all care;

Do it with reverence,

Tracing the Hand

Which placed it before thee

With earnest command.

Stayed on Omnipotence

Safe 'neath His wing,

Leave all resultings,

'Doe the nexte thynge."

Looking to Jesus,

Ever serener, Working or waiting,

Be thy demeanour.

In the shade of His presence,
The rest of His calm,
The light of His countenance,
Live out thy psalm.
Strong in His faithfulness,
Praise Him and sing,
Then, as He beckons thee,
"Doe the nexte thynge."

From "Stillness and Suffering.”

"THE ALPHA AND OMEGA."

REVELATION i. 11-13.

CHRIST is here brought before us as the first and last letter of the Greek alphabet. Is it not to teach us that He is the beginning and end of all things? All things should be full of Him, and there should be nothing in which He is not. It is written (Eph. iv. 10), “He that descended is the same also that ascended up, far above all heavens, that He might. fill all things." Yes, everything is empty in which He is not an empty universe, an empty world, an empty church, an empty heart, an empty life. He was exalted above all heavens that He might fill them: Lord Jesus, Thou art the One in whom all fulness dwells! Fill these empty vessels with Thyself, in all Thy grace and glory, and then will they be full indeed! All language points to Thee; all prophecy is full of Thee; make haste and come in Thy glory and flood this empty world with it, that all may know Thee, from the least to the greatest! "What Thou seest write in a book." Christ's person and Christ's truth must be permanent. They are not like other things, which may only have a