y favoring tide and gale,
Swift wins the haven fair;
But he whose spirit strong doth still
A victory wrest from every ill;
Whose faith sublime
On every cloud a rainbow paints--
'Tis he redeems the time.

BELIEVE GOOD THINGS OF GOD

When in the storm it seems to thee
That he who rules the raging sea
Is sleeping--still, with bended knee,
Believe good things of God.

When thou hast sought in vain to find
The silver thread of love entwined
With life's oft-tangled web--resigned,
Believe good things of God.

And should he smite thee till thy heart
Is crushed beneath the bruising smart,
Still, while the bitter tear-drops start,
Believe good things of God.

'Tis true, thou canst not understand
The dealings of thy Father's hand;
But, trusting what his love has planned,
Believe good things of God.

He loves thee! In that love confide--
Unchanging, faithful, true, and tried;
And let or joy or grief betide,
Believe good things of God.

Thou canst not raise thy thoughts too high;
As spreads above the earth the sky,
So do his thoughts thy thoughts outvie:
Believe good things of God.

In spite of what thine eyes behold;
In spite of what thy fears have told;
Still to his gracious promise hold--
Believe good things of God.

For know that what thou canst believe
Thou shalt in his good time receive;
Thou canst not half his love conceive--
Believe good things of God.

--William Luff.

BE NOT WEARY

Then, fainting soul, arise and sing;
Mount, but be sober on the wing;
Mount up, for heaven is won by prayer,
Be sober, for thou art not there.
Till death the weary spirit free,
Thy God hath said 'tis good for thee
To walk by faith, and not by sight,
Take it on trust a little while;
Soon thou shalt read the mystery right
In the full sunshine of his smile.

--John Keble.

ALL'S FOR THE BEST

All's for the best; be sanguine and cheerful;
Trouble and sorrow are friends in disguise;
Nothing but folly goes faithless and fearful,
Courage forever is happy and wise.

All's for the best, if a man would but know it;
Providence wishes us all to be blest;
This is no dream of the pundit or poet,
Heaven is gracious and all's for the best.

All's for the