THE BURDENED ASS (continued)

Then he came right-side up, pranced about on

his load,

And kicked it to pieces all over the road.

And what all this means, I really can't say. It may not mean much. But again,—why, it may.

WINNERS OR LOSERS?

Unless our Souls win back to Thee,
We shall have lost this fight.

Yes, though we win on field and sea,
Though mightier still our might may be,
We still shall lose if we win not Thee.
Help us to climb, as in Thy sight,

The Great High Way of Thy Delight.

It is the world-old strife again,-
The fight 'twixt good and ill.

Since first the curse broke out in Cain,
Each age has worn the grim red chain,
And ill fought good for sake of gain.
Help us, through all life's conflict, still
To battle upwards to Thy Will.

Are we to be like all the rest,
Or climb we loftier height?

Can we our wayward steps arrest?—

All life with nobler life invest?

And so fulfil our Lord's behest?

Help us, through all the world's dark night,
To struggle upwards to the Light.

WINNERS OR LOSERS? (continued)

If not, we too shall pass, as passed
The older peoples in their time.

God's pact is sure, His word stands fast,-
Those who His sovereignty outcast
Outcast themselves shall be at last.

So,-lest we pass in this our prime,
Lord, set us to the upward climb!

CHRIST AT THE BAR

Christ stands at the bar of the world to-day,
As He stood in the days of old.

And still, as then, we do betray

Our Lord for greed of gold.

When our every deed and word and thought
Should our fealty proclaim,

Full oft we bring His name to nought

And cover Him with shame.

Not alone did Judas his Master sell,

Nor Peter his Lord deny,

Each one who doth His love repel,
Or at His guidance doth rebel,

Doth the Lord Christ crucify.

Like the men of old, we vote His death,

Lest His life should interfere

With the things we have, or the things we crave,

Or the things we hold more dear.

CHRIST AT THE BAR (continued)

Christ stands at the bar of the world to-day, As He stood in the days of old.

Let each man tax his soul and say,"Shall I again my Lord betray

For my greed, or my goods, or my gold?"