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May We Come In?

Though in our chilly month of May The Maypole be not seen, Nor lads and lasses flock to pay Their greetings to their queen; Yet, twixt the weeping clouds of gloom The skies shine bright and blue, And Decoration flowers shall bloom O'er comrades brave and true. W.

O Sinners, weary of your sin...

O Sinners , weary of your sin, Longing a new Life to begin,— When all the gates of help are shut, And all the words of Love are mute, Earth's joys are sere, like burnt-up grass, And even the very heavens as brass,— Turn not away so hopelessly, Jesus of Nazareth passeth by. O all ye foolish ones, who feel A sudden doubt, like piercing steel, Strike your dead souls, make your hearts burn, Till conscience sighs, "Return, Return," Why let the heavenly impulse fleet, Love's wave wash back from your worn feet; Know ye not him who comes so nigh? Jesus of Nazareth, passing by? Mulock.

Don't Forget a Favor

My boy, I 'd like a word with you! You 're starting up the hill of Life, And friends, whose hearts are warm and true, Will stand beside you in the strife. Their kindly words will make you strong, To bear the burden of the day, And willing hands will help along The ones who falter by the way.

A Prayer

Oh Abba, Father, hear us as we pray; Guard, guide, and keep us in the narrow way. Oh, Love Eternal, listen to our call, And on us let Thy Holy Spirit fall.

Questions for Rationalists

Do you believe in Wisdom of Nature? What is Wisdom? There is no Wisdom without aim! What is the finishing aim of this World?

The School of Life

Life is the school; and the Master Is the man Jesus Christ; We are his charity-scholars; His the teaching inspired. Some of the lessons are pleasant, Pleasant and easy to learn; The page of our text-book simple, Simple and easy to learn.

Motherhood

I'll lift my heart in gratitude above, For gifts of nature and redeeming Love; And next for thee, who dost with fondness prove— A Mother. With kindness thou didst watch my infant years, Soothed when I grieved, and wiped the falling tears; To pity now, in care or grief, appears, No Mother.

Press On!

Press on, dear traveller, press on! I am the Way, the Truth, the Life, Press on! It is the strait and narrow way That leads to that eternal day, That turns the darkness into light, That buries wrong and honors right; Press on! Press on! and know that God is all, He is the Life, the Truth, the Love. Press on! It is the way the Saviour trod, It is the way that leads to God, Think of the word, "No cross, no crown;" Though tasks are sore, be not cast down, Press on!

From David's lips this world did roll...

From David's lips this word did roll,      'T is true and living yet: " No man can save his brother's soul,      Nor pay his brother's debt. " Alone, self-poised, henceforward man      Must labor; must resign His all-too-human creeds, and scan      Simply the way divine.

From David's lips this word did roll...

From David's lips this word did roll,      'T is true and living yet: " No man can save his brother's soul,      Nor pay his brother's debt. " Alone, self-poised, henceforward man      Must labor; must resign His all-too-human creeds, and scan      Simply the way divine.