Thus to the Father prayed the Son,
"One may they be, as we are one;
That I in them, and thou in me,
They one with us may ever be."
Children of God! combine your bands,
Brethren in Christ! join hearts and hands,
And pray (for so the Father willed)
That the Son's prayer may be fulfilled.

MONTGOMERY.

Thou who in that bitter night

Didst die for us long years ago; Thou who through thy love's strong might Hast made our hearts thy mercy know! O remind thy little flock Who so lightly disagree, What thy last petition spoke,

'Let them all be one in me."

From the German of ZINZENDORF.

O sweet it is, through life's dark way
In Christian fellowship to move,
Illumed by one unclouded ray,

And one in faith, in hope, in love.
CHARLOTTE ELIZABETH.

Our souls by love together knit,

Cemented, mixed in one,

One hope, one heart, one mind, one voice'Tis heaven on earth begun.

Our hearts have burned while Jesus spake,
And glowed with sacred fire;

He stopped, and talked, and fed, and blessed,
And filled the enlarged desire.
He's God with us, we feel him ours;
'Tis almost done, 'tis almost o'er,
We're joining those who've gone before;
We soon shall reach the blissful shore,
We soon shall meet to part no more.

MILLER.

O! help each other, hasten on, Behold the goal is nigh at hand; Soon shall the battle-field be won,

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Soon shall your King before you stand! To calmest rest he leads you now, And sets his crown upon your brow. Press on!

From the German of LEHR.

Still one in life, and one in death,
One in their hope of rest above;
One in their joy, their trust, their faith,
One in each other's faithful love.

BONAR.

Brethren in Christ, and well belov'd,
To Jesus and his servants dear,
Enter, and show yourselves approved;
Enter, and find that God is here.
Welcome from earth: lo the right hand
Of fellowship to you we give;
With open hearts and hands we stand,
And you in Jesus' name receive.
C. WESLEY.

How blest the sacred tie that binds,
In sweet communion, kindred minds!
How swift the heavenly course they run,
Whose hearts and faith and hopes are one!
Nor shall the glowing flame expire,
When dimly burns frail nature's fire;
Then shall they meet in realms above,
A heaven of joy, a heaven of love.

MRS. BARBAULD.

We part in body, not in mind,

Our minds continue one; And each to each in Jesus joined, We hand in hand go on. Subsists as in us all one soul,

No power can make us twain, And mountains rise, and oceans roll To sever us in vain.

Joined hand in hand are we;

With earnest fear

Let each the other strengthen in his need;

In this strange land we brothers are indeed.

It will not always last,

Therefore be brave!

And soon we all shall be

Across the wave;

There find, from sorrow free,

The rest we crave.

From the German of TERSTEEGEN.

C. WESLEY.

Even so, who loves the Lord aright
No soul of man can worthless find;
All will be precious in his sight,

Since Christ on all hath shined;
But chiefly Christian souls; for they,
Though worn and soiled with sinful clay,
Are yet to eyes that see them true,

All glistening with baptismal dew.

KEBLE.

Minds

FLOWERS.

Mountain blossoms, shining blossoms,
Do ye teach us to be glad

When no summer can be had,
Blooming in our inward bosoms ?
Ye whom God preserveth still,
Set as lights upon a hill,

Tokens to the wintry earth that beauty liveth still!

MRS. BROWNING.

To me, the meanest flower that blows can give

greatness,

And hold it mean to borrow aught from

flattery.

ROWE.

WORDSWORTH.

The plants look up to heaven, from whence They have their nourishment.

SHAKSPEARE.

O! it is worse than mockery to list the

flatt'rer's tone;

Where are the flowers, the fair young flowers, that lately sprang and stood

In brighter light, and softer airs, a beauteous sisterhood?

Alas! they all are in their graves; the gentle race of flowers

Are lying in their lowly beds, with the fair and good of ours.

The rain is falling where they lie; but the cold November rain

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The daisy with its petals, crimson-fringed, Speaks of humility, disclaiming praise, And fairer by abasement.

J. F. HOLLINGS.

The moss-clad violet, fragrant and concealed,
Like hidden charity.
J. F. HOLLINGS.

ones again.

And as your leaves lie quiet on the ground, The loss alone by those that loved them

found;

So in the grave shall we as quiet lie,
Missed by some few that loved our company.
WALLER.

FOLLY-FOOLS.

Folly in fools bears not so strong a note
As foolery in the wise, when wit doth dote.
SHAKSPEARE.

Soon our whole term for wisdom is expired:
(Thou know'st she calls no council in the
grave :)

And everlasting fool is writ in fire,
Or real wisdom wafts us to the skies.

YOUNG.

Yet man, fool man! here buries all his thoughts;

Inters celestial hopes without one sigh.
Prisoner of earth, and pent beneath the moon,
Here pinions all his wishes; winged by
Heaven

To fly at infinite; and reach it there,
Where seraphs gather immortality

On life's fair tree, fast by the throne of God.
YOUNG.

At thirty man suspects himself a fool;
Knows it at forty, and reforms his plan;
At fifty chides his infamous delay,
Pushes his prudent purpose to resolve;
In all the magnanimity of thought
Resolves, and reresolves; then dies the

same.

HERRICK.

YOUNG.