February 26

8. Unto me, who am less than the least of all saints, is this grace given, that I should preach among the Gentiles the unsearchable riches of Christ;

9. And to make all men see what is the fellowship of the mystery, which from the beginning of the world hath been hid in God, who created all things by Jesus Christ;

10. To the intent that now unto the principalities and powers in heavenly places might be known by the church the manifold wisdom of God,

11. According to the eternal purpose which he purposed in Christ Jesus our Lord

12. In whom we have boldness and access with confidence by the faith of him

13. Wherefore I desire that ye faint not at my tribulations for you, which is your glory

14. For this cause I bow my knees unto the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ,

15. Of whom the whole family in heaven and earth is named,

16. That he would grant you, according to the riches of his glory, to be strengthened with might by his Spirit in the inner man;

17. That Christ may dwell in your hearts by faith; that ye, being rooted and grounded in love,

18. May be able to comprehend with all saints what is the breadth, and length, and depth, and height;

19. And to know the love of Christ, which passeth knowledge, that ye might be filled with a lifefulness of God

20. Now unto him that is able to do exceeding abundantly above all that we ask or think, according to the power that worketh in us,

21. Unto him be glory in the church by Christ Jesus throughout all ages, world without end. Amen.

"The philosophic Hamerton tells us the story of a woman who worked in a cotton factory in one of the great manufacturing towns in Lancashire.

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and who, in an excursion, went for the first time to the coast. When she caught the earliest glimpse of the Irish Sea, the expanse lying out before her eyes, looking like the limitlessness of the ocean in its rush and roll of billows, she exclaimed, as she drew one boundless breath of freshness and glory: 'At last, here comes something there is enough of!'—Dr. Robinson.

But what shall we say of those who come by faith, to the margin of the great sea of Infinite Love. Looking out upon this wide, fathomless expanse, we may say, with a thousandfold more emphasis and delight, "At last, here comes something there is enough of!"

"I had a friend who preached once on the love of God and its unfathomable nature. He used this figure. Brought a sounding line and reached away down and said, 'So many fathoms.' Another expression, 'So many fathoms,' and then cried out, 'More line!' 'More line!' He had not line enough to measure the depth of the love of God. I am not able to describe it all, but, thank God, you and I have all eternity to try our line."—Bishop Simpson.

Closet Promise. —All things whatsoever ye shall ask in prayer, believing, ye shall receive.—Matt. xxi. 22.

When cares and sorrows round me roll, Do thou, O Lord, my will control, And lead me to Thy breast. Give me Thy loving rod to know, To lean not on a reed below, But find in Thee my rest.

Let faith my languid heart revive, And teach me how I ought to live My duty to pursue.

Unseal my lips, direct my mind Thy sacred oracles to find, With wisdom to bestow.

Help me, my God, Thy grace to gain, Thou found through suffering, toil, and pain, Yet purified to wand. Then eye to eye shall I behold The secrets of Thy faithful fold, When crowned at Thy right hand. —J. W. Kelley.