Whether I am at home, at school,
Or walking out abroad,

I never should forget this rule
Of Jesus Christ, the Lord.

INVITATION TO PRAYER.

To prayer, to prayer! for the morning breaks,
And earth in her Maker's smile awakes;
His light is on all, below, above,

The light of gladness, and life, and love:
O then, on the breath of this early air,
Send up the incense of grateful prayer.

To prayer! for the glorious sun is gone,
And the gathering darkness of night comes on,
Like a curtain from God's kind hand it flows,
To shade the couch where his children repose;
Then kneel, while the watching stars are bright,
And give your last thought to the Guardian of night.

UP, BE DOING!

Up, be doing! time is flying! flying at a rapid speed! Life's the time for word and action, life's the time for thought and deed;

Let us seize the present moments, strive to do what good we can,

Our great aim and motto ever-love to God and love

to man.

Up, be doing, careless sinner! live no longer dead in sin; Call on Jesus Christ! thy Saviour, and the christian's life begin;

Spurn no longer offered mercy, freely offered unto thee, Purchased with that blood so precious, spilt on Calvary's rugged tree.

Up, be doing! careless mortal! work and live for truth and right;

Up, and work! no longer tarry-work, while yet the day is light;

If my voice could reach the masses that in crowded cities dwell,

I would warn them of their danger, and the road that leads to hell.

Up, be doing! toiling brother! read the book, and use the pen;

There is much that you can do for yourself and fellow men;

Though full many a foe surround you, snares on every side you see,

Yet the grace of God can save you, and from danger set you free.

Up, be doing! christian brother! onward in the christian life;

Spread the knowledge of salvation in this world of sin and strife;

There is much around wants doing, and as much to be undone;

To each good work give your service-there is work for every one.

Up, be doing! live to purpose, every man, or rich

or poor,

All come forward, for the Master needeth many labourers more;

Be not loiterers or loungers, who all day will idle stand;

Up, at once! and work in earnest, with a ready heart and hand.

Up, be doing! life is transient! we are passing fast

away,

And the voice of wisdom crieth, "Work while it is called to-day!"

May we hearken to its counsel, live to labour and to love;

Then, when all our work is ended, we shall surely rest above.

HEAVEN.

REUBEN CHANDLER.

We sing of the realms of the blest;
That country so bright and so fair,
And oft are its glories confest.

But what must it be to be there!

We speak of its pathways of gold,
Its walls deck'd with jewels so rare,
Its wonders and pleasures untold;

But what must it be to be there!
We speak of its freedom from sin,
From sorrow, temptation, and care,
From trials without and within;

But what must it be to be there!

We speak of its service of love;
The robes which the glorified wear;
The church of the first-born above;
But what must it be to be there!

Do thou, Lord, 'midst pleasure and woe,
Still for heaven our spirits prepare;
And shortly we also shall know

And feel what it is to be there!

WE WOULD SEE JESUS!

We would see Jesus, for the shadows lengthen
Across the little landscape of our life;
We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen,
For the last weariness, the final strife.

We would see Jesus, for life's hand hath rested, With its dark touch upon both heart and brow; And though our souls have many a billow breasted, Others are rising in the distance now.

We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation,
Whereon our feet were set by sovereign grace;
Nor life, nor death, with all their agitation,
Can thence remove us if we see His face.

We would see Jesus, other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see ; The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing,

We would not mourn them for we go to Thee.

We would see Jesus, yet the spirit lingers

Round the dear objects it has loved so long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong.

We would see Jesus, sense is all too blinding,
Heaven appears too dim, too far away,

We would see Thee, to gain a sweet remembering,
That Thou hast promised our great debt to pay.

We would see Jesus, this is all we're needing,
Strength, joy, and willingness comes with the sight,
We would see Jesus, dying, risen, pleading,
Then welcome day! and farewell mortal night!

THE TEMPERANCE CRUSADE.

We war against the monster drink,
Which makes our fellow man to sink;
We war against the trade
Where vicious appetites are fed,
Where many are to ruin led,

And staggering drunkards made.

A noble army is enrolled,
Who, let it to the world be told,
Against the foe will fight;
Our banner proudly waves on high,
And while we do the foe defy,

May God defend the right!