August 14

Who comforteth us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort them which are in any trouble by the comfort wherewith we ourselves are comforted of God.—II COR. i, 4.

Comfort one another, For the way is growing dreary, The feet are often weary, And the heart is very sad. There is heavy burden-bearing, Where it seems that none are caring, And we half forget that ever we were glad.

Comfort one another, With the hand-clasp close and tender, With the sweetness love can render, And looks of friendly eyes. Do not wait with grace unspoken, While life's daily bread is broken; Gentle speech is oft like manna from the skies.

Give me the comforts of God, and I can well bear the taunts of men. Let me lay my head on the bosom of Jesus, and I fear not the distraction of care and trouble. If my God gives me the light of His smile and grants His benediction, it is enough.

C. H. SPURGEON.

God dries up the channels, that you may be haply compelled to plunge into an infinite ocean of happiness.

ROBERT HALL.