O Lion of the tribes of God,

Meek Lamb that taketh sins away!
O solitary Man, that trod

The winepress of the wrathful day!
All things in earth, or air, or sea,
But emblems of Thy glory be,

And serve their end in serving Thee.

Strong Anchor of my hope and peace,
Amid the floods of death and sin;
Sure Ark until the waters cease,

Where God the Lord hath shut me in!
All things in earth, or air, or sea,
But emblems of Thy glory be,

And serve their end in serving Thee.

O fairest Rose! O Lily pure!

O Pearl of price, and fruitful Vine! O Morning-star and Anchor sure! God's Lamb and Lion,―Thou art mine! And all in earth, or air, or sea, Are emblems of Thy grace to me, And serve their end in serving Thee.

Not my days.

HE spring has buds, however late,

And summer brings its roses

To faintest hearts that trustful wait

For what God's will disposes.

We look along the shining way

To see the angel faces ;

They come to us in darkest day,
And in the bleakest places.

We learn our weakness of our pride,
Our strength from out our weakness;
Sweet patience brings for gifts denied
The greater gift of meekness.

The strongest hearts have strongest needs,
For them the fiery trial;

Who walks a saint in word and deed,

Is saint by self-denial.

We ask of God the sunniest ways,
He answers with a sorrow;
We faint beneath the cross to-day,
We wear the crown to-morrow.

W

ITH the new year the old sure Refuge still,—
Our Father ruling on His throne above!

He guides the nation by his sovereign will,

He bears His people on His wings of love. Thy gracious care through all the past we see, The unknown future we can leave with Thee.

With the new year grant a new blessing, Lord:
Still unexhausted is Thy bounteous hand;
Roses shall blossom, if Thou giv'st the word,

And fountains murmur in the desert land.
Thy blessing fills the basket and the store:
Give as Thou seest good: we ask no more.

With the new year old burdens still of care:
The year of jubilee is not yet come!
Still must we nerve our hearts to do or bear.

Pilgrims and strangers on the journey home,
Not here our rest: to trial yet, and toil,

We must go forward, through life's "little while."

With the new year new hopes for earth and heaven:

Fair nature's summer beauties shall return,

And to us also sunshine shall be given;

Our Father's children do not always mourn. New gifts of love, hope in the future sees,

And, far beyond them, "greater things than these."

With the new year may the old faith remain !
Rise, soldier to the cross, to fight once more!
Let the old standard be unfurled again:

"In this we conquer" now, as oft of yore! Still the old battle-cry, the old broad shield,Christ and His host again shall keep the field.

With the new year renew our hearts, O God!
Renew our strength to run the heavenly way;
In the old paths where all Thy saints have trod,
O Saviour, lead us! Help us day by day,
Through storm or calm our journey to pursue,

Till the bright morn when all shall be made new.

H. L. L.

From the German, free translation.

F

Memorials.

HIS life is but a school-time,

In which we learn to love

The friends we see around us,

The unseen God above.

Some learn by active service,
Others in grief and pain;
Some seem to reap in gladness,
The rest to toil in vain.

The one thing is, to study
To seek our Lord in all;
His great love to remember,
Whatever may befall.

We know the blessed story

Of how He came to save,
And lived as Man amongst us,

From childhood to the grave.

And earth has now her tokens

That He has touched with light; Memorials of His kindness

Are ever in our sight:

The pillows that we rest on,
The hairs upon our head,

The basin of clear water,
The towel fair outspread;

Our raiment of white linen,
The well beside the way,
Our basket and our money,
Our children at their play.

The stars are all the dearer

For that one wanderer bright, That shone of old at Bethlehem Upon the wise men's sight.

The jewelled lights of sunset,
The glory of the dawn,
The snowy clouds of heaven,
The flowers upon the lawn;

The wild sea's tossing splendour
Of green and crested waves,
The firmly planted mountain,
Its silent rocky caves;