"Thou shalt see My glory soon,

When the work of grace is done;

Partner of My throne shalt be,

Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me?'

Lord, it is my chief complaint

That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love Thee and adore;

Oh, for grace to love Thee more!

gloria nostra brevi quam sit praeclara videbis, cum penitus culpae labe solutus eris:

esse mei socius tu dignus habebere regni ;

Mene mei pretio sanguinis emptus amas?'

nil me, Christe, Tui gravius conturbat amantem,

quam quod hebet noster nec satis ardet amor: verus at ille tamen, vera est reverentia cordis,

implear o utinam totus amore Tui!

ST MATTHEW.

From fisher's net, from fig-tree's shade
God gathers whom He will;

Touched by His grace, all men are made
His purpose to fulfil :

But not alone from shady nooks,

Fresh with life's noon-tide dew,

From humble walks or quiet books,
Calls He His chosen few.

Out of the busiest haunts of life,

Its most engrossing cares,

Its nightly travail, daily strife,

Self-woven golden snares,

He for His vineyard doth provide ;

His gentle voice doth move

The world's keen votaries to His side,

With its persuasive love.

ΑΝΑΣΤΑΣ ΗΚΟΛΟΥΘΗΣΕΝ ΑΥΤΩ.

Non umbra ficus, non vada detinent piscosa, quorum cor tetigit Deus;

quoscumque delegit, volentes

consiliis adhibet ministros.

at nec latebris rore madentibus

meridiatos se voluit sequi

solos, nec hortorum recessus

si quis amat, tacitamve musam.

utcumque, mersa plebe negotiis,

laboriosi fervet opus fori,

nec cura decedit tenebris,

nec redeunt sine lite soles,

queis illigari fert animus lucro,

hinc vel sequentes prava trahit, sua

vineta culturos, benigna

voce Pater meliora suadens.

So Matthew left his golden gains,

At the great Master's call;

His soul the love of Christ constrains

Freely to give up all.

The tide of life was at its flow,

Rose higher day by day;

But he a higher life would know
Than that which round him lay.

O Saviour, when prosperity

Makes this world hard to leave, And all its pomps and vanity

Their meshes round us weave;

O grant us grace, that to Thy call

We may obedient be;

And, cheerfully forsaking all,

May follow only Thee.

MONSELL.