Such love, and meekness so divine,
I would transcribe, and make them mine.

3 Cold mountains, and the midnight air,
Witnessed the fervor of thy prayer;
The desert thy temptations knew,
Thy conflict, and thy victory too.

4 Be thou my pattern; may I bear
More of thy gracious image here;
And, by the paths which thou hast trod,
Press on to holiness and God.

148. 7s. M. Gaskell.

Christ Who Strengtheneth Me.

1 When arise the thoughts of sin,
When the world our hearts would win,
When, to selfish pleasure given,
Droops the love that blooms for heaven;
Lord, we would remember thee,--
Thou wilt our Redeemer be.

2 When, with footsteps faint and slow,
Duty's upward path we go;
When, by toils and hardship pressed,
Round we turn to look for rest;
Lord, we would remember thee,
Thou our Guide and Strength wilt be.

3 When the way grows dark and drear,
When, beset by doubt and fear,
We can see no beam of light
Struggling through the thickening night;
Lord, we would remember thee,
Thou our Comforter wilt be.

149. C. M. Gaskell.

Following After Jesus.

1 In vain we thus recall to mind
The cross our Master bore,
Unless a holier strength we find,
And love his spirit more.

2 May we, like him, though thanked with ill;
Insulted, and withstood,
In hope and patience labor still
To do our brethren good.

3 Like him may we, unmurmuring, go
Our heaven-appointed way,
And learn, 'midst gathering storms of woe,
"God's will be done!" to say.

150. 11s. M. Whittier.

Christ Present in the Spirit.

1 O, What though our feet may not tread where Christ trod,
Nor our ears hear the dashing of Galilee's flood,
Nor our eyes see the cross that he bowed him to bear,
Nor our knees press Gethsemane's garden of prayer!

2 Yet, Loved of the Father! thy spirit is near
To the meek and the lowly and penitent here;
And the voice of thy love is the same, even now,
As at Bethany's tomb, or on Olivet's brow.

3 O, the Outward has gone, but in glory and power
The Spirit surviveth the things of an hour;