September 11

But He knoweth the way that I take: when He hath tried me, I shall come forth as gold.—JOB xxiii, 10.

What matter tho' shadowed my pathway? Tho' storm-clouds above me may break? My Father controlleth the tempest, "He knoweth the way that I take."

"He knoweth!" Blest words of consoling! What need to start back in alarm? He'll guide and protect me from danger, Will shield me from all that can harm.

"He knoweth!" No need to be fearful, To peer thro' the darkness and gloom That shadows the face of the Future, From dawning of life to the tomb.

Take courage, my soul, and press forward! The duties of life undertake; As gold I shall be when He's tried me, "He knoweth the way that I take."

MARAH.

Watch your way then, as a cautious traveler; and don't be gazing at that mountain or river in the distance, and saying, "How shall I ever get over them?" but keep to the present little inch that is before you, and accomplish that in the little moment that belongs to it. The mountain and the river can only be passed in the same way; and, when you come to them, you will come to the light and strength that belong to them.

M. A. KELTY.