through the great breakers that raged and foamed on the sand-bank but it
seemed impossible. The boat appeared to be leaving the crew to perish.
But after a while the Captain and sixteen men were taken off, and the
vessel went down. "When the life-boat came to you," said a friend, "did
you expect it had brought some tools to repair your old ship?" "Oh, no,"
was the response; "she was a total wreck. Two of her masts were gone,
and if we had stayed mending her, only a few minutes, we must have gone
down, sir." "When once off the old wreck and safe in the life-boat, what
remained for you to do?" "Nothing, sir, but just to pull for the shore."

Light in the darkness, sailor, day is at hand!
See o'er the foaming billows fair Haven's land,
Drear was the voyage, sailor, now almost o'er
Safe within the life-boat, sailor, pull for the shore.

CHO.--
Pull for the shore, sailor, pull for the shore!
Heed not the rolling waves, but bend to the oar;
Safe in the life-boat, sailor, cling to self no more!
Leave the poor old stranded wreck, and pull for the shore.

Trust in the life-boat, sailor, all else will fail,
Stronger the surges dash and fiercer the gale,
Heed not the stormy winds, though loudly they roar;
Watch the "bright morning star," and pull for the shore.-Cho.

Bright gleams the morning, sailor, lift up thy eye;
Clouds and darkness disappearing, glory is nigh!
Safe in the life-boat, sailor, sing evermore;
"Glory, glory, hallelujah!" pull for the shore.--Cho.

P. P. BLISS.

TRUST.

"I Am Trusting Jesus"--A Young Lady's Trust.

The other Sunday, when I was speaking on "Trust," a person came to me
next day and said, "I want to tell you how I was saved. You remember you
told about that lady who sought Christ three years and could not find
Him, and when you told that, it was I. I was in that same condition and
through your story I got light." I don't think I have ever told it but
what somebody got light and life. I will tell it again, for I would go
up and down the world telling it if I could get a convert. One night I
was preaching, and happening to cast my eyes down during the sermon, I
saw two eyes just riveted upon me. Every word that fell from my lips she
just seemed to catch with her own lips, and I was very anxious to go
down where she was. After the Sermon I went to the pew and said, "My
friend, are you a Christian?" "Oh, no," said she, "I wish I was. I have
been