THE HINDOO CONVERT'S REPLY, WHEN ASKED HOW HE BORE HIS SORROW FOR THE LOSS OF HIS PROPERTY AND FRIENDS. You ask me of my sorrows;- You ask me of my sorrows;- And though the world has robbed me My wealth is still remaining, My treasure is in heaven. You ask me of my sorrows;- Realms undefiled by sin, Where pain and tribulation You ask me of my sorrows;- For ever with the Lord. B. L. Try me, SELF-EXAMINATION. O God, and seek the ground of my heart." O Lord of mercy and of might! My humbled heart behold; Against that heart's presumptuous sins Teach me to shun the first dark thought, Oh! keep the soul thy blood has bought, When dreams of folly cloud my mind, The dream dissolve, the chain unbind, CROLY. TRUST IN PROVIDENCE. LORD! when we seek thy throne of grace To know that 'tis thy bounteous hand To feel it is from thy command This we may humbly know, and feel, One thought excite which would reveal Thou knowest well what things we need; Oh, give us faith to see, That such necessities can plead, Their own short wants with Thee. Teach us that thy protecting care To seek, in dark temptation's snare, To know thy kingdom here on earth And prove to all how great the worth Be such our prayers! For all beside BARTON. LIFE. "Thou wilt shew me the path of Life."-Psalm xvi. 2. WHAT art thou, Life? The saint and sage Have left it written on this page That thou art nothing-dust, a breath, A glittering bubble burst by death, Yet, thou art given for mighty things, If sorrows come, redeeming God! CROLY. THE CONTENTED PRISONER. A LITTLE bird I am, Shut from the fields of air, And in my cage I sit and sing To Him who placed me there; Well pleased a prisoner to be, Because, my God, it pleases Thee. Nought have I else to do, I sing the whole day long; And He whom much I love to please, He caught and bound my wandering wing, Thou hast an ear to hear, A heart to love and bless; And though my thoughts were e'er so rude, My cage confines me round, But though my wing is closely bound, My heart's at liberty: My prison walls cannot control The flight, the freedom of the soul. |