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Christ leads me through no darker rooms

Than He went through before ; He that unto God's kingdom comes

Must enter by this door. Come, Lord! when grace has made me

meet Thy blessèd face to see; For if Thy work on earth be sweet,

What must Thy glory be ?

Then shall I end my sad complaints,

And weary, sinful days,
And join with the triumphant saints,

That sing Jehovah's praise.
My knowledge of that life is small,

The eye of faith is dim ;
But it's enough that Christ knows all,

And I shall be with Him.

372.-Praise in Affliction.

JOB xiii, 15.

P.M. FOR what shall I praise Thee, my God

and my King ? For what blessings the tribute of gratitude

bring? Shall I praise Thee for plenty, for

health, and for ease, For the spring of delight, and the sun

shine of peace ? Shall I praise Thee for flowers that

bloomed on my breast, For joys in perspective, and pleasures

possessed ? For the spirits that heightened my days

of delight, And the slumbers that sat on my pillow

by night?

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For this would I praise Thee ! but if only

for this I should leave half untold the donation of

bliss : I thank Thee for sickness, for sorrow,

for care, For the thorns I have gathered, the an

guish I bear :

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Joy is like restless day ; but peace divine

Like quiet night;

IS.

Lead me, O Lord, till perfect day shall I WOULD not live alway–live alway

below ;

shine

Through peace to light.

ADELAIDE A. PROCTER.

O no, I'll not linger when bidden to go : The days of our pilgrimage granted us

here, Are enough for life's woes, full enough for

its cheer.

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From this spirit-land, afar

All disturbing force shall flee; Stir, nor toil, nor hope, shall mar

Its immortal unity.

R. W. EMERSON.

A

380.—Earthly Paradise.

GENESIS ii. 8. NOTHER aspect of the thought em

bodied in the foregoing Hymn. There, the Sabbath, here Eden, is the Chris

tian's ideal. An "earthly Paradise" is no vain dream, if entered by the gate of faith. The Hymn has a prefatory verse in the original, the omission of which seems an improvement: “ Not where long passèd ages sleep,

Seek we Eden's golden trees :
In the future, folded deep,

Are its mystic harmonies."

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