January 31
Companions of the Way (Morning)Henceforth I bear in my body the marks of the Lord Jesus.
HERE hast thou found me, oh mine enemy! And yet rejoice not thou, by strength shall none prevail.
By noon thine arrows fly, None faileth of its mark; thou dost not tire; And yet rejoice not thou! Each shaft of fire That finds me here becomes a living nail. What strength of thine, what skill can now avail To tear me from the Cross? My soul and heart Are fastened here! I feel the cloven dart Pierce keenly through. What hands have power to wring Me hence? What voice can now so sweetly sing To lure my spirit from its rest? Oh now
DORA GREEN- WELL
Rejoice my soul, for thou Hast trodden down thy foeman's strength through pain.
THE CROSS