ave been crucified head
downwards in the reign of Domitian.

_Bartholomew_. Native of Cana of Galilee. Tradition says that he
suffered martyrdom in India.

_Thomas_. "The Doubter." Occupation unknown. Residence unknown.
Tradition says that he was sold as a slave to an Indian merchant; that
he preached the gospel there with great effect and died a natural
death at an advanced age.

_Matthew_. "The Publican." A customs officer near Capernaum. Author of
the Gospel of Matthew. Nothing is known of his subsequent life or of
his death.

_James_. The son of Alphaeus. Called "the less." No details of his
history are known.

_Thaddaeus_. Occupation not known. Thought to have lived at Jerusalem.
Tradition says he preached the gospel in Africa. Fate unknown.

_Simon, the Zealot_. No details are known of his life.

_Judas Iscariot_. The Traitor and Betrayer of Jesus. Iscariot means
"the man of Karioth." He was the only Judaean among the apostles. He
committed suicide by hanging after the crucifixion.

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OH, WHERE IS HE THAT TROD THE SEA?

Oh, where is He that trod the sea?
Oh, where is He that spake?
And demons from their victims flee,
The dead their slumbers break;
The palsied rise in freedom strong,
The dumb men talk and sing,
And from blind eyes, benighted long,
Bright beams of morning spring.

Oh, where is He that trod the sea?
'T is only He can save;
To thousands hungering wearily,
A wondrous meal He gave:
Full soon, celestially fed,
Their mystic fare they take;
'T was springtide when He blest the bread,
'T was harvest when He brake.

Oh, where is He that trod the sea?
My soul, the Lord is here:
Let all thy fears be hushed in thee;
To leap, to look, to hear,
Be thine: thy needs He'll satisfy:
Art thou diseased, or dumb?
Or dost thou in thy hunger cry?
"I come," saith Christ, "I come."
--_Thomas T. Lynch_.

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JESUS, SAVIOUR, PILOT ME

Jesus, Saviour, pilot me,
Over life's tempestuous sea;
Unknown waves before me roll,
Hiding rock and treacherous shoal;
Chart and compass came from Thee:
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.

As a mother stills her child,
Thou canst hush the ocean wild;
Boisterous waves obey Thy will
When Thou say'st to them "Be still!"
Wondrous Sovereign of the sea.
Jesus, Saviour, pilot me.

When at last I near the shore,
And th