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shall renew their strength. "Wait," then, "on the Lord be of good courage, and he shall strengthen thine heart." The faithfulness of his character is your security for the fulfilment of his promises; for "the Strength of Israel will not lie nor repent; "Hath he said, and shall he not do it? or hath he spoken, and shall he not make it good?" And his conduct to his people in past days is a pledge of his readiness to help them now; for he is "the same yesterday, and to-day, and for ever."§ He has been a strength to the poor-a strength to the needy in his distress; and he is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.

"Let us therefore come boldly unto the throne of grace, that we may obtain mercy, and find grace to help in time of need."|| There should be no hesitation on our part to apply for the strength which we require, for there is no reluctance on God's part to communicate it. In his hand it is to give strength to all. A sense of our weakness, and a cry for his aid, are the only pre-requisites for its bestowal.

But how is this strength imparted? It is the gift of God, and through grace is laid hold of by faith. Faith is the hand which grasps and appropriates the

*Psa. xxv. 14.
? Heb. xiii. 8.

† 1 Sam. xv. 29.

Num. xxiii. 19.

|| Heb. iv. 16.

promises, and thus fills the soul with an all-sustaining, all-conquering energy. The Holy Spirit, by whom all spiritual blessings are bestowed, brings to the Christian just the strength which he needs, and teaches him to embrace it by faith. That faith may be weak; but its efficacy depends upon the reality, not the degree of our faith; and, therefore, if we sincerely trust in God, through Christ, we may assuredly expect that the aid which we look for, and for which we supplicate, will be granted us. Yet, while it is true that the smallest amount of true faith forms, so to speak, a channel through which God's grace flows into our hearts, it is equally true that a stronger degree of faith is more honouring to God, while it would lead us to anticipate, and prepare us to receive, a far greater measure of heavenly assistance than we now possess. "According to your faith," says the Saviour, "be it unto you ;"* and, therefore, if we desire to run without weariness, to walk without fainting, and to mount up with wings as eagles towards our rest above, we should make the request of his disciples our own, "Lord, increase our faith."+

Your "wanderings in the wilderness," reader, may be now drawing towards a close. It will, then, not be long before you will be called to pass over the

* Matt. ix. 29.

† Luke xvii. 5.

river Jordan, that you may enter the promised land. Yet, as we have seen, new trials may have to be encountered in the last stages of your lengthened and perhaps wearisome journey. There is no immunity from sorrow until you reach that blessed country, where God shall himself wipe away all tears, and give you that fulness of joy which is inseparable from his presence. But, remember, aged Christian, the promise, "As thy days, so shall thy strength be," and hold the beginning of your confidence steadfast unto the end. As you think of the evening of life, the night of death, and the solemnities of the last judgment, resolve with the Psalmist, "I will go in the strength of the Lord God: I will make mention of thy righteonsness, even of thine only.' So shall you go on from strength to strength, until you appear in Zion before your God.†

*Psa. lxxi. 16.


† Psa. lxxxiv. 7.

Carry with Me.


TARRY with me, O my Saviour,
For the day is passing by:
See! the shades of evening gather,
And the night is drawing nigh!
Tarry with me! tarry with me!
Pass me not unheeded by!

Many friends were gathered round me
In the bright days of the past;
But the grave has closed above them,
And I linger here the last!

I am lonely; tarry with me
Till the dreary night is past.

Dimmea for me is earthly beauty;
Yet the spirit's eye would fain
Rest upon thy lovely features:
Shall I seek, dear Lord, in vain?
Tarry with me, O my Saviour,

Let me see thy smile again!

Dull my ear to earth-born music:
Speak thou, Lord, in words of cheer:
Feeble, tottering my footstep,

Sinks my heart with sudden fear; Cast thine arms, dear Lord, around me, Let me feel thy presence near.

Faithful memory paints before me
Every deed and thought of sin;
Open thou the blood-filled Fountain,
Cleanse my guilty soul within:
Tarry thou, forgiving Saviour!

Wash me wholly from my sin!

Deeper, deeper grow the shadows,
Paler, now, the glowing west;
Swift the night of death advances;
Shall it be the night of rest?
Tarry with me, 0 my Saviour!
Lay my head upon thy breast!

Feeble, trembling, fainting, dying,
Lord, I cast myself on thee:
Tarry with me, through the darkness!
While I sleep, still watch by me
Till the morning; then awake me,
Dearest Lord, to dwell with thee.

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