No slacker grows the fight,

No feebler is the foe,

No less the need of armour tried,
Of shield, and spear, and bow.

Thus onward still we press,

Through evil and through good,
Through pain, and poverty, and want,
Through peril and through blood.

Still faithful to our God,

And to our Captain true,

We follow where He leads the way,
The Kingdom in our view.

WAIT IN HOPE.

VERY day hath toil and trouble,
Every heart hath care:

Meekly bear thine own full measure,
And thy brother's share.

Fear not, shrink not, though the burden

Heavy to thee prove!

God shall fill thy mouth with gladness,
And thy heart with love.

Labour and the seed thou sowest

Water with thy tears;

God is faithful-He will give thee

Answer to thy prayers.

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Wait in hope! though yet no verdure

Glad thy longing eyes,

Thou shalt see the ripened harvest

Garnered in the skies.

Labour-wait! though midnight shadows

Gather round thee here,

And the storms above thee lowering
Fill thy heart with fear-

Wait in hope! the morning dawneth

When the night is gone,

And a peaceful rest awaits thee
When thy work is done.

THE MORNING AND EVENING LIGHT.

HEN streaming from the eastern skies
The morning light salutes mine eyes,
O Sun of Righteousness divine,
On me with beams of mercy shine!
Oh, chase the clouds of guilt away,
And turn my darkness into day.

And when to Heaven's all-glorious King
My morning sacrifice I bring,

And, mourning o'er my guilt and shame,
Ask mercy in my Saviour's name ;

Then, Jesus, cleanse me with Thy blood,
And be my advocate with God.

When each day's scenes and labours close,
And wearied nature reeks repose,

With pardoning mercy richly blest,
Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest:
And as each morning sun shall rise,
Oh, lead me onward to the skies.

And at my life's last setting sun,
My conflicts o'er, my labours done,
Jesus, Thy heavenly radiance shed,
To cheer and bless my dying bed;
And from death's gloom my spirit raise,
To see Thy face, and sing Thy praise.

BELOVED, "IT IS WELL"

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ELOVED, "it is well!"

God's ways are always right; And love is o'er them all, Though far above our sight.

Beloved, "it is well!"

Though deep and sore the smart,
He wounds who skills to bind
And heal the broken heart.

Beloved, "it is well!"

Though sorrow clouds our way, "Twill make the joy more dear

That ushers in the day.

Hope, and be undismayed. Beloved, "it is well!"

The path that Jesus trod, Though rough and dark it be,

Leads home to heaven and God.

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HOPE, AND BE UNDISMAYED.

IVE to the winds thy fears

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Hope, and be undismayed;

God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears,
God shall lift up thy head.

Through waves, through clouds and storms,

He gently clears thy way:

Wait thou His time; so shall the night
Soon end in joyous day.

He everywhere hath sway,

And all things serve His might ;

His every act pure blessing is,

His path unsullied light. When He makes bare His arm,

What shall His work withstand?

When He His people's cause defends,
Who, who shall stay His hand?

Leave to His sovereign sway

To choose and to command;

With wonder filled, thou then shalt own,
How wise, how strong His hand!

Thou comprehend'st Him not;
Yet earth and heaven tell,
God sits as sovereign on the throne,
He ruleth all things well.

OUR RELATIVE DUTIES.

HRISTIANS, in your several stations,
Dutiful to all relations,

Give to each his proper due.
Let not their unkind behaviour
Make you disobey your Saviour;
His command's the rule for you.'

Parents, be to children tender:
Children, full obedience render

To your parents in the Lord.
Never slight nor disrespect them;

Nor, through pride, when old, reject them: 'Tis the precept of the Word.

Wives, to husbands yield subjection.
Husbands, with a kind affection,
Cherish as yourselves your wives.
Masters, rule with moderation,
Swayed by justice, not by passion:

To the Scriptures square your lives.