Dear restless heart, be still! Don't fret and worry so; God hath a thousand ways His love and help to show; Just trust and trust and trust until His will you know.

Dear restless heart, be still; for peace is God's own smile,

His love can every wrong and sorrow reconcile.

Just love and love and love and calmly wait awhile.

Dear restless heart, be brave! Don't moan and sorrow

So.

Just hope and hope and hope until you braver grow, He hath a meaning kind in the chilly winds that blow. EDITH WILLIS LINN.

Take unto Thyself, O Father!
This folded day of Thine,

This weary day of mine;

Its ragged corners cut me yet.
Oh, still the jar and fret!
Father, do not forget

That I am tired

With this day of Thine.

Breathe Thy pure breath, watching Father,
On this marred day of Thine,
This wandering day of mine;
Be patient with its blur and blot,
Wash it white of stain and spot,
Reproachful eyes! remember not
That I have grieved Thee
On this day of Thine.

ELIZABETH STUART PHELPS.

AMEN.

Whence comes the dream, if none may see
The daylight of reality?

Whence comes to human hearts sweet love
If high all mortal thought above

There lives not, Lord of star and sun,
Maker and lover all in one?

Whence comes the will for high emprise,
The winged hopes that touch the skies,

The dear belief in life to be
The picture of eternity,

If not (secure from Time's mischance)
By our divine inheritance?

MARY F. BUTTS.

O God, who hast made us for Thy fellowship, we thank Thee for a day in Thy service. For every true thought we thank Thee, and for all impulses of love and all willingness to labor at our appointed tasks. We bless Thee for intimations of an immortal life and a world of infinite good. Help us to walk by faith while we wait for the clear vision. Forgive the doubt and fear of hearts that seek Thee, and all sins that we have committed when forgetful of Thee. May we lie down in peace knowing that Thy love encompasses us. Grant us renewing of strength and refreshing of heart that we may enter upon the coming day in gladness and hope. Amen.

WILBERT L. ANDERSON.

And so the hearth;

threw its branches

We leave something of our hearts in every place where joy or sorrow comes to us. the door-stone; the old tree, that over the house where we were reared as children; the well, into which, from day to day, many tears, it may be, were dropped, as the mother went to and fro; the brook, that sang to our sighing; the mountain ravine, where we wandered to get rid of busy life; a thousand places that in youth or in struggling manhood have been witnesses to our deep emotions,· these things become personal to us, and afterwards throw back, in their shadow, something of our own selves upon us, and greet us with a human sympathy. HENRY WARD BEECHER.

Our Heavenly Shepherd, we thank Thee for the "6 green pastures " and the "still waters"; for here we have known Thy presence. We thank Thee for our places of business and our homes of service; for here Thy rod and staff have comforted us. Today Thou hast met us in our daily task, in our earnest conversation, in our Christian fellowship, in our moments of relaxation. May we so retain these experiences that tomorrow we may meet them all with the joy of recognition; may find them true friends and fellow-workers; may use them once again to climb heavenward and love them because they are rounds of our Jacob's ladder. Thou art our king and Lord, and so we accept Thy assignment; but Thou art our Father, and so we accept these experiences as a part of the" all things" freely given to us with Christ. Amen.

CARL D. CASE.

Sing a song o' sunshine;
Blue the winter's sky,
Snows melt for the crocus,

Spring comes by and by,

Sing a song o' sunshine for each passing day, 'Twill life's labor lighten, cheer earth's pilgrim way.

Sing a song o' sunshine;

Tho' today is drear,
Rainbows arch the heavens
When clouds disappear.

Sing a song o' sunshine to the hearts you love
Harmonies of heaven from the heights above.

Sing a song o' sunshine,
Live a life of cheer,
Smile instead of frowning,
Never fret or fear;

Do your duty gayly, cast your cares aside·
There is sunshine somewhere choose life's sunny

side.

GERTRUDE RUGG FIELD.

Our dear heavenly Father, the clouds may have hung heavily over us this day, and the approaching night may be of the blackest, but within our hearts there is brightness and cheer, for we have put our trust in Thee, whom we know to be the unfailing source of light and life and joy. As we lay our selves down to sleep, may we trust that Thou wilt guard us safely, until we again waken refreshed for the duties and responsibilities of life. Amen.

FRANK LINCOLN MASSECK.

Shall a child cry when the mother takes it up at night out of a frightful dream? No. The child seeks its mother's bosom, and is at rest. Shall God's great arm be round about you, and shall the bosom of unfailing love be your supply, and shall you go moaning and crying as if you were orphans and were neglected? Oh, let the light of Christ's love, the joy of his presence, the opening of the heavens so that you shall see Him as He is, redeem you from anxious care!

HENRY WARD Beecher.

Unto Thee, O Lord, we come with thanksgiving for all Thou hast done and hast promised to do for Thy children. We pray for wisdom. There appears to be food, clothing and shelter enough for all Thy human family. There seems to be grace enough, love enough, health enough for us all, if we were wise enough to seek Thee aright. Fill us with the best ideas from the world of sense, and inspire our souls with love and life from the world divine, that we may with the use of both worlds be wiser than the ancients. Open our eyes to see our golden opportunities and deepen our appreciation of the blessings placed by Thee at our hands: till the joy of a great gratitude fills our hearts with peace and moves our tongues to praise.

RUSSELL H. CONWELL.