"Jesu, Jesu, miserere;
Hush my soul's unrest."
Lay thee, travel-worn and weary,
On My, breast.

"Jesu, come, come quickly to me, Only make me Thine."

I am here thy anguish drew Me, Thou art Mine.

THE FIRST SUNDAY IN LENT.

Lessons Gen. xix. 12-30, xxii. 1—20, xxiii. Epistle: 2 Cor. vi. I-II. Gospel: St. Matt. iv. 1—12.

THE COLLECT.

O LORD, who for our sake didst fast forty days and forty nights; Give us grace to use such abstinence, that, our flesh being subdued to the Spirit, we may ever obey Thy godly motions in righteousness, and true holiness, to Thy honour and glory, who livest and reignest with the Father and the Holy Ghost, one God, world without end. Amen.

"Sarah died, . . . and Abraham came to mourn and weep for her,.. saying, I am a stranger and a sojourner." -Ġen. xxiii. 2—4.

"Ye shall leave Me alone, and yet I am not alone, for the Father is with Me."-St. John xvi. 32.

Alone, it must be so :

Break heart, or disentwine.
The Master calls me and I go ;—
Rest mine and labour thine.
Alone at break of day;
I am not by thy side:

The sunny sky is leaden grey,

The wide world waste as wide.

Alone in life's long toil;

I cannot share thy prayers,
Nor lighten by the faintest smile
Thy daily load of cares.

Alone when night steals soft
Over the weary soul,

And thoughts of heart communion oft

Crowd in beyond control.

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Say is the child alone

Whose hand the Father holds; Or whom unseen but not unknown The Friend of friends enfolds?

And still in calm or storm, In throngs or desert rude, Beside thee moves His radiant Form Is this thy solitude?

At daybreak He is there
With healing in His wings,
And in the quiet midnight air
The balm of Gilead brings.

He calls me to His throne;
I go with Him to be:
And lonely thou art not alone,
While He abides with thee.

THE SECOND SUNDAY IN LENT.

Lessons Gen. xxvii. I-41, xxviii., xxxii. Epistle: I Thess. iv. 1-9. Gospel : St. Matt. xv. 21—29. THE COLLECT.

ALMIGHTY God, who seest that we have no power of ourselves to help ourselves; Keep us both outwardly in our bodies, and inwardly in our souls; that we may be defended from all adversities which may happen to the body, and from all evil thoughts which may assault and hurt the soul; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

"And he dreamed, and, behold, a ladder set up on the earth, and the top of it reached to heaven; and, behold, the angels of God ascending and descending on it."-Gen. xxviii. 12.

Weary, worn, and lonely,
With my rude staff only,
Through the desert thorny
Went I on my journey.

But night fell, and danger
Compass'd me a stranger :
So to sleep I laid me,
Kept by Him who made me.

Then Heaven's gate unfolding,
I with awe beholding,
Open'd scenes of glory
Passing human story.
Lo, in tiers unending
Steps of light ascending,
Trodden by the angels
On their glad evangels ;

And above, in vision
Of supreme fruition,
Saw, or heard I rather,
God, my God and Father,

Saying, "Child, I love thee;
Loving, I will prove thee;
But will leave thee never :
Thou art Mine for ever."

So I woke; and morning
Was the east adorning,
And that spot most lowly
Seem'd a temple holy.

Henceforth true and tender
Be my heart's surrender;
With His Presence o'er me,
Be what may before me.

Be the pathway dreary,
Be my footsteps weary,
Be no friend assistant,
Be my bourn far distant;

Raiment, bread provided,
Home to glory guided,
With my Father only,
I no more am lonely.