th knowledge! And how true it is what a
saint has sung long ago:

"Oh! I am weary of my love,
That doth so little t'wards Thee move;
Yet do I constantly groan,
To know the depth of all Thine own.

That groan, sweet Spirit, is from Thee,
Nor self-begotten e'er can be;
No natural heart, oh Lord, of mine
Could long to lose itself in Thine.

O love of loves, for me that died;
The love of Jesus crucified!
Who lowly took His part with me,
That I as _one_ with Him might be.

Loved, and for ever on Thy throne
Adored, and loved, Thou changeless One;
Thou wilt thro' one eternal day,
The height and depth of all display."

Meanwhile, Thou precious, wondrous Lamb
Content--at least with this I am,
To count my love too mean to own,
And know but Thine--"_Thy love alone_."

And yet how often we doubt that love and by fear, when we have come
short or fallen in sin, insult that mighty changeless love. How
often, too, when trials are upon us and we suffer, we lose sight of
Him, the unchanging One, who loves His own to the end, and deep down
in the heart there is unrest, anxiety, as if some evil could come
upon us. Our weakness, our imperfections, our failures and our sins
do not change His love and His grace.

As He was yesterday with His own and kept them, carried them, was
their strength, their help, their refuge and their safe hiding
place, their peace and their comfort, so is He to-day, so will He be
forever. And in faith we can bring it stiller nearer to our hearts.
He is for each the same loving, sympathizing, caring, interested
Saviour, Friend and Lord. He who helped you yesterday, whose love
was about you in the past, who has not left you since He found you
for a single moment, is the same to-day, and will never be anything
less. He will keep each member of His body, He will carry, He will
lead onward, and with His unchanging love and power deal with each,
as it pleases Him. Oh that we might cast ourselves more upon Him and
spend the remainder of our days here (how few indeed!) in a more
utter dependence upon Him, trusting Him, the changeless One. Oh for
a closer walk with Him in these evil days and to taste more of His
love, His unchanging love. How happy, restful, without care and
anxiety God's people _might_ be if only their hearts were fixed upon
Him who is the same yesterday, to-day and forever. Alas! how often
the things