No word is sung more sweet than this,
No sound is heard more full of bliss ;
No thought brings sweeter comfort nigh,
Than Jesus, Son of God most High.

Jesu, the hope of souls forlorn,

How good to them for sin that mourn!
To them that seek Thee, oh, how kind!
But what art Thou to them that find!

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Monday.

CALLED mine own ways to remembrance, and turned my feet unto Thy testimonies. I made haste, and prolonged not the time to keep Thy commandments. Psalm cxix. 59.

Lord, now the time returns
For weary man to rest,

And lay aside those pains and cares
With which our day's opprest:
Or rather change our thoughts
To more concerning cares;
How to redeem our misspent time,
With sighs, and tears, and prayers;
How to provide for Heaven,
That place of rest and peace,
Where our full joys shall never wane,
Our pleasures never cease.

Tuesday.

LOVE the LORD, all ye His saints: for the LORD preserveth them that Psalm xxxi. 23.

are faithful.

All mine is Thine-say but the word,
Whate'er Thou willest shall be done;
I know Thy Love, O gracious Lord ;-
I know it seeks my good alone.
Apart from Thee all things are naught;
Then grant, O my supremest Bliss,
Grant me to love Thee as I ought:
Thou givest all in giving this.

Wednesday.

F any man suffer as a Christian, let him not be ashamed; but let him

glorify GOD on this behalf.

1 S. Peter iv. 16.

The trials that beset you,
The sorrows ye endure,
The manifold temptations
That death alone can cure:

What are they but His jewels
Of right celestial worth?
What are they but the ladder
Set up to Heaven on earth?

O happy band of pilgrims,
Look upward to the skies;
Where such a light affliction
Shall win you such a prize!

Thursday.

E also, as lively stones, are built up a spiritual house, an holy priesthood, to offer up spiritual sacrifices, acceptable to GOD by JESUS CHRIST. 1 S. Peter ii. 5.

Oh, might I such a temple rise,
Compact with what the Lord supplies,
The unction of His grace!

Oh, might my life henceforward be
Pure, straight, from worldly follies free,
Steadfast in its own place!
Patient myself, with active zeal,
True love that can for others feel,
With hope still cheerful in my breast,
And faith in an eternal rest.

Friday.

[INE eyes fail with looking upward: O LORD, I am oppressed; undertake for me.

Isaiah xxxviii. 14.

Upon the hills the wind is sharp and cold,
The sweet young grasses wither on the wold,
And we, O Lord, have wandered from Thy fold,
But evening brings us home.

We have been wounded by the hunter's darts;
Our eyes are very heavy, and our hearts
Search for Thy coming;-when the light departs,
At evening, bring us home.

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Saturday.

AKE therefore no thought for the morrow; for the morrow shall take thought for the things of itself. unto the day is the evil thereof.

Sufficient

S. Matt. vi. 34.

One half of all our cares and woes
Exist but in our thought;
And lightly fall the rest on those
Who with them wrestle not:
The feather scarcely feels the gale

Which bursts the seaman's strongest sail.

Third Sunday after Epiphany.

LORD, evermore give us this bread.

S. John vi. 34.

God, who through life hath fed you to this day, Defend you to the end;

His living Bread be still your staff and stay;

His Angel still your friend;

Till daylight fades, and hues of evening fall,
Till shadows cease, and God is all in all.

Monday.

THOU shalt shew me the path of life;

joy and at Thy right hand there is pleasure for evermore. Fsalm xvi. 12.

'Tis not so poor a thing to be

Servants to Heaven, dear Lord, and Thee,
As this fond world believes;
Not even here, where oft the wise
Are most exposed to injuries,

And friendless virtue grieves.

Sometimes Thy Hand lets gently fall
A little drop, that sweetens all
The bitter of our cup;
Oh, what hereafter shall we be,

When we shall have full draughts of Thee,
Brimful, and drink them up!

Tuesday.

THEREFORE we

THE

are buried with

Him by baptism into death: that like as CHRIST was raised up from the dead by the glory of the FATHER, even so we also should walk in newness of life.

Romans vi. 4.