What are we here for, you and I,
As the long and wonderful days go by?
Each one stretching to us a hand
Filled with privilege high and grand;
Born of a meaning our lives must be,
God has his purpose in you and me.

We are here to sing of hope and cheer,
When the skies are dark and the way seems drear;

We are here to be faithful and strong and true
To the work that lies to our hands to do;
To make for all that is noble and good,
And be true to the bonds of our brotherhood.

This are we here for, you and I,
As the long and wonderful days go by;
Welcome them gladly, for each one brings
The duty and beauty of common things;
And, as they unfold, shall unfolded be
God's own purpose in you and me.

L. M. MONTGOMERY.

Our Heavenly Father, grant unto us this day to walk in loyal company with Thee. Make known to us Thy human life in Jesus Christ and help us to be obedient to His blessed will, to live in the light of His gracious revelation of Thy purpose and love. Open our eyes to see Him in the least and the last of men and to order the deeds of our hands, the words of our lips, and the very thoughts of our hearts in accord with this vision. Amen.

ROCKWELL H. POTTER.

God with His million cares
Went to the left or right,

Leaving our world; and the day
Grew night.

Back from a sphere He came

Over a starry lawn,

Looked at our world, and the dark

Grew dawn.

NORMAN GALE.

Blessed Father, we thank Thee for this new day, for the sunlight that kisses our eyes open to behold the beauty around us; the blue sky, the tender grass, the waving trees, the songs of birds, the cheery good mornings of the family and neighbors: the love light in the eyes of dear ones across the breakfast table, the call to labor and the assurance that Thou, dear Father, hast given us strength for the day's task. May the words of our mouths and the meditation of our hearts be acceptable in Thy sight as we pass along Thy blessings to those with whom we brush elbows, who are weary, heavy laden and discouraged. May they know Thee better and love Thee more because we are doing those kindly services which make life more abundant and thus prove our discipleship to him "who went about doing good," and whom we would follow for evermore. Amen.

JAMES DIMOND CORBY.

I know a boy who goes to bed in a dark room, but is careful to leave the door ajar between his bed-room and his father's study. When he climbs into bed he calls out, "Father, please say hello every little while." I have often thought that the little fellow is but expressing a common human instinct. The shadows make him lonely and he is more comfortable if he can hear an assuring voice as he journeys to dreamland. Children of an older growth meet the shadows too, and if they only had faith enough and knew how to articulate the cry, would they not often say to God, "Please say hello every little while"?

GEORGE L. PERIN.

Our Father, the fearsome shadows are often thick about us even at mid-day when it is light. We need to feel Thy Divine Presence near us. We need to hear some voice saying to us, "Lo, I am with you alway even unto the end of the world." Speak to us when we are tired. Speak to us when we are afraid. Say to our child hearts, "I will not leave thee nor forsake thee." Speak to us in any language that we can understand. Whatever may await us in this day's work or pleasure may we go forth in the full assurance that we are never alone. Nearer than breathing, nearer than light is the great Spirit that doth enfold us. Speak to us that we may hear

Thee. Amen.

GEORGE L. PERIN.

A sunshine heart,
And a soul of song,
Love for hate,

And right for wrong;
Softly speak to the weak,
Help them along,
A sunshine heart,

And a soul of song.

A sunshine heart,

And a soul of song,
What though about thee
Foemen throng?

All the day, on thy way,

Be thou strong;
A sunshine heart,

And a soul of song.

ROBERT LOVEman.

O Father, Lord of heaven and earth, we thank Thee for having brought us through another night. Thou art ever with us. When we sleep Thou dost send Thine angels to guard our beds, and when we awake, we are still with Thee. And now that Thou hast given us this new day, may we go forth to our work filled with faith, and hope, and courage. Grant us Thy wisdom that we may know how to sustain with words him that is weary. Fill our hearts with divine compassion that we have more sympathy for the weak and oppressed. Give us to love righteousness and to hate iniquity in every relation of life, and ever may it be our purpose to be found among those who look for and earnestly desire the coming of the Kingdom of God in the world, when all men shall obtain joy and gladness, and sorrow and sighing shall flee away. In His name we ask it. Amen. WILLIAM DAVIES.

You gave on the way a pleasant smile
And thought no more about it;

It cheered a life that was sad the while
That might have been wrecked without it;
And so for the smile and its fruitage fair
You'll reap a crown some time somewhere.

You spoke one day a cheering word
And passed to other duties;

It warmed a heart, new promise stirred,
And painted a life with beauties.

And so for the word and its silent prayer
You'll reap a palm some time - somewhere.

You lent a hand to a fallen one,
A lift in kindness given;

It saved a soul when help was none,
And won a soul for heaven;

And so for the help you proffered there
You'll reap a joy some time

somewhere.

G. BICKERS.

Giver of the morning light, we lift up our hearts to Thy throne of Love. May we use the rays thus sent us to cheer the world. If we are Thy children, we shall give gladly a pleasant smile, a hearty word, and a willing hand, knowing they will cheer and warm and save where big things fail. The still small voice, and not the thunder nor the fire is Thy means of reaching our hearts. And as for the reaping, may it be our joy to know we did it for another's sake. Amen.

J. WADE CONKLING.