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His word;
And our lives would be all sunshine
In the sweetness of our Lord.
--_Frederick William Faber_
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[Illustration]
THE LOST LAMB FOUND
By P. Giradet
Sometimes in winter the sheep suffer greatly from the cold and heavy
snowstorms. This is a description of sheep covered by the snow in
winter:--
"The flock was buried Beneath a great white billow as high as a barn
and as broad as a house. This great drift was rolling and curling
beneath the violent blast, tufting and combing with rustling swirls,
and carved as if patterns of cornice where the grooving-chisel of
the wind swept round. Ever and again the tempest snatched little
whiffs from the channeled edges, twirled them round and made them
dance over the chine of the monster pile, then let them lie like
herringbones or the seams of the sand where the tide has been. And
all the while, from the smothery sky, more and more fiercely at
every blast, came the pelting pitiless arrows winged with murky
white and pointed with the barbs of the frost."--_Blackmore_
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GRACIOUS SAVIOUR, HOLY SHEPHERD
Gracious Saviour, holy Shepherd,
Little ones are dear to Thee;
Gathered with Thine arms, and carried
In Thy bosom, may they be
Sweetly, fondly, safely tended,
From all want and danger free.
Let Thy holy words instruct them;
Fill their minds with heavenly light;
Let Thy love and grace constrain them
To approve whate'er is right;
Let them feel Thy yoke is easy,
Let them prove Thy burden light.
Taught to lisp Thy holy praises
Which on earth Thy children sing,
With both lips and hearts, unfeigned,
Glad thank-offering may they bring;
Then with all Thy saints in glory
Join to praise their Lord and King.
--_Jane E. Leeson and J. Whittemore_.
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IN HEAVENLY LOVE ABIDING
In heavenly love abiding,
No change my heart shall fear,
And safe is such confiding,
For nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid;
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?
Wherever He may guide me,
No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim,
He knows the way He taketh,
And I will walk with Him.
Green pastures are before m
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