re the load is light;
And there the dark is bright,
And weakness turns to might,
And so I trust and sing.

What shall I ask to-day?
Naught but Thine own sweet will;
The windings of the way
Lead to thy holy hill;
And whether here or there
Why should I fear or care?
Thy heavens are everywhere,
And they are o'er me still.

Give me Thyself to-day,
I dare not walk alone;
Speak to me by the way,
And "all things are my own";
The treasures of thy grace,
The secret hiding place,
The vision of thy face,
The shadow of thy throne!

--Henry Burton.

THE OFFERING

No more my own, Lord Jesus,
Bought with thy precious blood,
I give thee but thine own, Lord,
That long thy love withstood.

I give the life thou gavest,
My present, future, past;
My joys, my fears, my sorrows,
My first hope and my last.

I give thee up my weakness
That oft distrust hath bred,
That thy indwelling power
May thus be perfected.

I give the love the sweetest
Thy goodness grants to me;
Take it, and make it meet, Lord,
For offering to thee.

Smile, and the very shadows
In thy blest light shall shine;
Take thou my heart, Lord Jesus,
For thou hast made it thine.

Thou knowest my soul's ambition,
For thou hast changed its aim
(The world's reproach I fear not)
To share a Saviour's shame.

Outside the camp to suffer;
Within the veil to meet,
And hear Thy softest whisper
From out the mercy-seat.

Thou bear'st me in thy bosom,
Amidst thy jewels worn,
Upon thy hands deep graven
By arms of love upborne.

Rescued from sin's destruction,
Ransomed from death and hell;
Complete in Thee, Lord Jesus:
Thou hast done all things well.

Oh, deathless love that bought me!
Oh, price beyond my ken!
Oh, Life that hides my own life
E'en from my fellow-men!

Now fashion, form and fill me
With light and love divine;
So, one with Thee, Lord Jesus,
I'm thine--forever thine!

I IN THEE AND THOU IN ME

I am but clay in thy hands, but Thou art the all-loving artist;
Passive I lie in thy sight, yet in my self-hood I strive
So to embody the life and the love thou ever impartest,
That in my sphere of the finite I may