DEAR Redeemer, risen Lord,

I bless Thy holy name,
That through Thy death, to my poor soul

A free salvation came.

I thank Thee, Holy Spirit,

For Thy gentle voice within,For its promptings, its reprovings,

It's leadings forth from sin.

I thank Thee, Heavenly Father,

For these precious gifts of Thine,For Thy Son,-my blessed Saviour,

For Thy Spirit, pure, divine.

O, my Saviour, Holy Spirit,

Heavenly Father, Three in One,I thank Thee, for all Thou’rt doing,

For all that thou hast done.

And I thank Thee, Holy One,

For that peaceful home on high,
Which sweetly gleameth, even now,

Before my spirit's eye.

O, ever to Thy holy name

Be thanks and praises given ;
For Thou art ever worthy,
Blest King of earth and heaven.

M. J. G.

JOHN X. 14.

Thou knowest, Lord, the weariness and sorrow

Of the sad heart that comes to Thee for rest; Cares of to-day, and burdens of to-morrow,

Blessings implored, and sins to be confessed. I come before Thee at Thy gracious word, And lay them at Thy feet :- Thou knowest, Lord.

Thou knowest all the past,-how long and blindly

On the dark mountains the lost wanderer strayed :

Ilow the good Shepherd followed, and how kindly

He bore it home upon His shoulder laid, And healed the bleeding wounds, and soothed the pain, And brought back life, and hope, and strength again.

Thou knowest all the present, -each temptation,

Each toilsome duty, each foreboding fear ;
All to myself assigned of tribulation,

Or to beloved ones than self more dear;
All pensive memories as I journey on,
Longing for vanished smiles and voices gone.
Thou knowest all the future,-gleams of gladness

By stormy clouds too quickly overcast;
Hours of sweet fellowship and parting sadness,

And the dark river to be crossed at last.
Oh, what could confidence or hope afford
To tread that path, but this—Thou knowest, Lord.
Thou knowest not alone as God, all-knowing;

As man our mortal weakness Thou hast proved ;
On earth, with purest sympathies o’erflowing,

O Saviour, Thou hast wept and Thou hast loved ; And love and sorrow still to Thee may come, And find a hiding place, a rest, a home.

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Be of Good Cheer--Be not Afraid.

Therefore I come, Thy gentle call obeying,
And lay my sins and sorrows at Thy feet,
On everlasting strength my weakness staying
Clothed in Thy robe of righteousness complete,
Then, rising and refreshed, I leave Thy throne
And follow on to know as I am known.

BE OF GOOD CHEER-BE NOT AFRAID.

WHEN the sky is dark and low'ring,
And the tempest raging high,
Billows swelling, breakers roaring,
Christian, fear not—God is nigh.

Tossed amid the wild commotion,

Winds nor waves can thee o'erwhelm ;
Thy frail bark shall stem the ocean—
Christ is sitting at the helm.

What though mighty waves are rolling,

And all human help is vain?
There is One the storm controlling—

Over all thy God doth reign.

Be of Good Cheer--Be not Afraid.

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Child of God, thou'rt not forsaken ;

Thou art still thy Father's care; Let not faith in Him be shaken,

He doth hear and answer prayer.

'Tis in love that He doth chasten,

To draw closer to His breast; Stormy winds thy voyage hasten

To thy bright, eternal rest.

Soon shall end thy tribulation,

Soon shall dawn a brighter day, Rest in Christ's sweet consolation,

“Lo, I'm with thee all the way.

Yes, in safety He will guide thee

Over life's tempestuous sea;
He knows all that doth betide thee,

And will thy sure refuge be.

Even now the coast thou’rt nearing;

Soon thy feet shall touch the strand; See the mountain tops appearing, Bathed in light-Emmanuel's land.

Axox.