me.

IV

"If I must drink this cup," He prayed,
"The burden bear upon me laid,
My God, I bow Me to Thy will,
And meekly Thy behest fulfil."

V

My soul, when to the garden led,
And clouds are gathering overhead,
When none the hour of anguish shares,
To God direct thy earnest prayers.

VI

"Thy will be done, Thy will is best,--
Even then the bitter cup is blest,--
If 'tis Thy will the cup I'll drain,
Despite the agony of pain."

PENTECOST

{Ergo, hos palai tois mathetais epengeilo.}

I

Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came,
In fiery tongues of living flame;
And men were moved to spread abroad,
The Wisdom of th' Incarnate God.

II

And nations heard the truth, and gave
Their souls to Him who came to save;
And toiling in their sins, arose
The power of Satan to oppose.

III

Even as Thou saidst; the Spirit's power
Came at the Pentecostal hour,
And drooping souls with zeal were fired,
And felt the life that power inspired.

IV

Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit's voice
Spake to dull hearts, and bade rejoice;
And men that dwelt in sorrow's night,
Felt hope awake as morning light.

V

Even as Thou saidst; His power can still
Our empty lives to fulness fill;
Can charge with hope, with zeal inspire,
And kindle life, and light, and fire.

VI

Even as Thou saidst!--O Spirit, come,
Make with Thy people here Thy home;
In all their need Thy gifts supply,
And Christ our Lord still glorify.

I

O may the Spirit of all grace
Descend and in our hearts abide,
And what of good or ill betide,
Find in them aye a resting-place.

II

There is no peace to mortals given,
Save when the Spirit finds His rest
Within the secret of our breast,
And there inspires the calm of heaven.

III

Our earthly calms a storm presage,