union with Thee, unable to move, to act, to think, to live, but in Thee and by Thee, I yield to Thee every Gift of Thy Love, to receive all from Thee, to give all back to Thee, to endure all for love of Thee. In the Divine harmony of a perfect subordination of will to the Will of GOD, may I repose in GOD, calm, still, silent in adoration, in selfsacrifice, in a marvellous unity, the simple oneness of GOD Himself, the All-wise, the Allholy. Amen. PASSAGES OF HOLY SCRIPTURE. Then cometh JESUS with them unto a place called Gethsemane, and saith unto the disciples, Sit ye here, while go and pray yonder. And He took with Him Peter and the two sons of Zebedee, and began to be sorrowful and very heavy. Then saith He unto them, My Soul is exceeding sorrowful, even unto death: tarry ye here, and watch with Me. And He went a little farther, and fell on His face, and prayed, saying, O My FATHER, if it be possible, let this cup pass from Me: nevertheless not as I will, but as Thou wilt. And He cometh unto the disciples, and findeth them asleep, and saith unto Peter, What, could ye not watch with Me one hour? Watch and pray, that ye enter not into temptation: the spirit indeed is willing, but the flesh is weak. He went away again the second time, and prayed, saying, O My FATHER, if this cup may not pass away from Me, except I drink it, Thy will be done. And He came and found them asleep again: for their eyes were heavy. And He left them, and went away again, and prayed the third time, saying the same words. Then cometh He to His disciples, and saith unto them, Sleep on now, and take your rest: behold, the hour is at hand, and the Son of Man is be trayed into the hands of sinners. Rise, let us be going: behold, he is at hand that doth betray Me. (S. Matth. xxvi.) HYMNS. Lo, I come to do Thy will, O My God." LORD my GOD, do Thou Thy Holy Will-I will lie still I will not stir, lest I forsake Thine Arm And break the charm Which lulls me clinging to my FATHER'S Breast Wild Fancy, peace! thou must not me beguile I know thy flatteries and thy cheating ways; Blind guide with Syren voice, and blinding all They say, who know the life Divine, Which for our LORD's redeemed is set, All gemmed with pure and living light, Nor deem, who to such bliss aspire The writhings of a wounded heart Without a hope on earth to find May set our steps: the Cross on Calvary Beams on the Martyr hosts, a beacon light To the still wrestlings of the lonely heart, The virtue of His midnight agony, When none was nigh, Save GOD, and one good Angel, to assuage Mortal! if life smile on thee, and thou find Think, Who did once from Heaven to Hell descend So shalt thou dare forego, at His dear call, O FATHER!" Not My Will, but Thine be done,” Be this our charm, mellowing earth's ruder noise Of griefs and joys; That we may cling for ever to Thy Breast In perfect rest! "Our light affliction, which is but for a moment, worketh for us a far more exceeding and eternal weight of glory." THERE are, who darkling and alone Would wish the weary night were gone, Though dawning morn should only show The secret of their unknown woe: Who pray for sharpest throbs of pain To ease them of doubt's galling chain : Only disperse the cloud," they cry, "And if our fate be death, give light and let us die." Unwise I deem them, LORD, unmeet And this our frail and foundering bark, Glide in the narrow wake of Thy beloved Ark. So be it, LORD; I know it best, Than close with aught beside, to last eternally. What is the heaven our GOD bestows? Was never yet created eye Could see across Eternity! Not Seraph's wing for ever soaring, To th' unapproached LORD, once made for them so low. Unseen, unfelt their earthly growth, The breath of GOD shall wake them into odorous bloom. Then on the Incarnate SAVIOUR'S Breast, More deeply with His Precious Blood, Daily to lose themselves in hope to find their GOD. FOR PATIENCE. Who knowest when it is best to loose me Thine, ALMIGHTY, Eternal Who hast ordered all this GOD, I am now pain and discomfortThy prisoner chained by Thine, Who hearest all Thee to this bed of sick- my complaints, and seest ness and suffering. I am all my tossings-Thine, Thine, Whose chains I Who formy sins mightest cannot break - Thine, have bound me in ever |