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Let nothing disturb thee,
Nothing affright thee;
All things are passing;
God never changeth;
Patient endurance
Attaineth to all things;

Who God possesseth

In nothing is wanting;

Alone God sufficeth.

HENRY WADSWORTH LONGfellow.

Our Heavenly Father, Thou alone art the Refuge of our hearts. "Within the shadows Thou keepest watch above Thine own." We thank Thee for the comfort which Thy presence brings. We bless Thee for the promises which we have tested and proved. Help us to do our best. May we train every faculty by exercise. Teach us not to expect Thee to assist us when we are not alert ourselves. But when we have done all, warn us that without Thy blessing all is futile and assure us that with Thy help our weakest endeavors are illuminated and effective. And when evening comes, pilot us Home through the mists, and bring us across the bar into the harbor where we would be. For Jesus' sake. Amen.

CHARLES HOWLAND COOKMAN.

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Build for youself a strong box,

Fashion each part with care;

When it's strong as your hand can make it,
Put all your troubles there;
Hide there all thought of your failures
And each bitter cup that you quaff;
Lock all your heartaches within it,
Then sit on the lid and laugh.

Tell no one else its contents,

Never its secrets share;

When you've dropped in your care and worry

Keep them forever there;

Hide them from sight so completely

That the world will never dream half;

Fasten the strong box securely

Then sit on the lid and laugh.

ANONYMOUS.

God of the sunlight and the happy life, touch our hearts with joy. Fill our days with goodwill and good cheer. Teach us to walk by faith, if not by sight. Show us the meaning of trials, temptations and sorrows. May we know that burdens are but folded wings which we may spread and use for upward flight. May the light break through every cloud and peace follow every storm. Troubles which we ought to bear alone and silently, may we bear with the quietness and confidence of a manly faith, and those that we may rightly share may we find loving hearts and ready hands to help us carry; and may we ever rest our weakness on Thy strength. So may many hearts be lightened, and none made heavier because of ours. Amen.

CHRISTOPHER R. ELIOT.

They all led out of my Vale of Youth,
A white path over the hill,

A whispering stream, and a spire of smoke
In the windless dawning chill.

The white road led to the Towers of Gain,

The river, to Far Romance,

But the way of the smoke was lost, I thought,
In the void of heaven's expanse.

Now I am back from the Towers of Gain,
And little I brought away ·

My river is long gone dry; but here
In the windless twilight gray

Is the heavenward trail of old; and
With my pilgrim-staff in hand,
I go, a pillar of smoke my guide,
To look for the Promised Land.

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WILLIAM HERVEY WOODS.

Almighty God, creator of all, and giver of every good and perfect gift: Give us of Thy sustaining grace, that we may be helped in the duties of the day. Give us of Thy power that we may conquer in the strife, that temptation may be resisted, that sin may be overcome, and that we may abstain from all that is wrong. In the midst of life's vicissitudes and trials, comfort us. As Thou didst lead Thy children of old onward to the promised land, so lead us onward toward Thy light. Amen.

WILLIAM BRECKENRIDGE.

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