O help us, Lord, we pray, That, when in glory thou appear, TRUSTING IN THE LORD. "Trust ye in the Lord alway." Those, only those, are truly blest, Reserved for faith's triumphant band Are lasting joys in that fair land, Whither the Lord has gone before, That we may go, when life is o'er. There let us fix our steadfast eyes May mark the dawn of endless day. A BETTER COUNTRY. "Here have we no continuing city, but we seek one to come." In days of trial and distress, When none can aid or give redress, And fear comes over every man, How sweet it is to know there is We may indeed ourselves belong Nor as the things which merely seem ; This is the truth brought down from heaven; "SPIRITUAL GROANINGS.” "Even we ourselves groan within ourselves, waiting for the adoption, to wit, the redemption of our body." While yet on earth To feel the throbbings of the heavenly birth- Of this most troubled life— Calmly to rest Upon the Saviour's breast, Submissive to the Father's wise behest What purer bliss To earthly saint than this? |