Thine, be done.' For there, there is still a recognition of a will, though it be subdued-a victory, but a struggle. But here it is just what we want; not to have no will-that would not be human; not to have a will conquered—that is not enough; but to have it absorbed. "Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in thy sight."

It has been finely said that "a separate will is the cause of all the troubles ever felt in this world." A very little retrospect in your own life would help you to see the truth of that proposition. And if once you see it you will be prepared to appreciate the beauty, the repose, the philosophy of the words, "Even so, Father, for so it seemed good in thy sight."-J. VAUGHAN.

Go not far from me, O my Strength,
Whom all my times obey;

Take from me anything thou wilt,

But go not thou away;

And let the storm that does thy work
Deal with me as it may.

O Comforter of God's redeemed,

Whom the world does not see,

What hand should pluck me from the flood That casts my soul on thee?

Who would not suffer pain like mine

To be consoled like me?

When I am feeble as a child

And flesh and heart give way,

Then on thine everlasting strength
With passive trust I stay,

And the rough wind becomes a song,
The darkness shines like day.

"Thy loving-kindness hath a charge
No waves can take away;

And let the storm that speeds me home

Deal with me as it may.”—A. L. WARING.

O Almighty God, who alone canst order the unruly wills and affections of sinful men, grant unto thy people that they may love the thing which thou commandest and desire that which thou dost promise; that so, among the sundry and manifold changes of the world, our hearts may surely there be fixed where true joys are to be found; through Jesus Christ our Lord.

FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EASTER.

CHAPTER VI.

LONELINESS.

I am full of heaviness; and I looked for some to take pity, but there was none; and for comforters, but I found none." Psa. 69:20.

Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, . . . My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me? Matt. 27:46. Lo, I am with you alway. Matt. 28: 20. I will never leave thee nor forsake thee.

So find I every pleasant spot

Heb. 13:

In which we two were wont to meet,
The field, the chamber, and the street,
For all is dark where thou art not.

TENNYSON.

Alone-it must be so;

Break, heart, or disentwine;
The Master calls me and I go-
Rest mine and labor thine.

Alone at break of day;

I am not by thy side;

The sunny sky is leaden gray,
The wide world waste as wide.

Alone in life's long toil;

I cannot share thy prayers
Nor lighten by the faintest smile
Thy daily load of cares.

Alone where night steals soft
Over the weary soul,

And thoughts of heart-communion oft
Crowd in beyond control.

Say, is the child alone

Whose hand the Father holds,

Or whom, unseen but not unknown, The Friend of friends enfolds?

And still, in calm or storm,

In throngs or desert rude,

Beside thee moves his radiant form.

Is this thy solitude?