Forever with
the Lord," still retain their prestige, the music of the former being
played on steeple-chimes on some burial occasions in cities, during the
procession--

Nor pain nor grief nor anxious fear
Invade thy bounds; no mortal woes
Can reach the peaceful sleeper here
While angels watch the soft repose.

The latter hymn (Montgomery's) is biographical--as described on page
301--

Servant of God, well done;
Rest from thy loved employ;
The battle fought, the victory won,
Enter thy Master's joy.

Only five stanzas of this long poem are now in use.

The exquisite elegy of Montgomery, entitled "The Grave,"--

There is a calm for those who weep,
A rest for weary mortals found
They softly lie and sweetly sleep
Low in the ground.

--is by no means discontinued on funeral occasions, nor Margaret
Mackay's beloved hymn,--

Asleep in Jesus, blessed sleep,

--melodized in Bradbury's "Rest."

Mrs. Margaret Mackay was born in 1801, the daughter of Capt. Robert
Mackay of Hedgefield, Inverness, and wife of a major of the same name.
She was the author of several prose works and _Lays of Leisure Hours_,
containing seventy-two original hymns and poems, of which "Asleep in
Jesus" is one. She died in 1887.

"MY JESUS, AS THOU WILT."

(_Mein Jesu, wie du willst._)

This sweet hymn for mourners, known to us here in Jane Borthwick's
translation, was written by Benjamin Schmolke (or Schmolk) late in the
17th century. He was born at Brauchitzchdorf, in Silesia, Dec. 21, 1672,
and received his education at the Labau Gymnasium and Leipsic
University. A sermon preached while a youth, for his father, a Lutheran
pastor, showed such remarkable promise that a wealthy man paid the
expenses of his education for the ministry. He was ordained and settled
as pastor of the Free Church at Schweidnitz, Silesia, in which charge he
continued from 1701 till his death.

Schmolke was the most popular hymn-writer of his time, author of some
nine hundred church pieces, besides many for special occasions. Withal
he was a man of exalted piety and a pastor of rare wisdom and influence.

His death, of paralysis, occurred on the anniversary of his wedding,
Feb. 12, 1737.

My Jesus, as Thou wilt,
Oh may Thy will be mine!
Into Thy hand of love
I would my all resign.
Thro' sorrow or thro' joy
Conduct me as Thine own,
And help me still to say,