IN OW, is it true what I am told, That there are lambs within the fold That Jesus Christ, with tender care, O yes! I've heard my father say, That scarce could walk or run, For when the parent's love besought That He would touch the child she brought, He blessed the "little one." And I a little straying lamb, May come to Jesus as I am, Though goodness I have none; May now be folded to His breast And He can do all this for me, To cleanse the "little one." Others there are who love me too; What Jesus Christ hath done? Thus by this glorious Shepherd fed, Where living waters run, My greatest pleasure will be this, Who loves the "little ones." Selected. For the Evening. JESUS, fold me in thy gentle arms, And guard thy little lamb from all alarms, O Jesus, do thou pardon all my sin, And in thy precious blood wash me quite clean, And set me right. O Jesus, bless my friends so kind and dear, Take care of them, and be thou very near To all this night. The Good that Little Charlie Did. wish, I wish," said I could get rich and give away a little boy who so much to poor people; but awoke early one I am only a little boy, and it morning and lay will take me a great many in bed thinking, "I wish I years to grow up." was grown up so as to do some good. If I was a judge I would explain the laws; or I might be a missionary; or And so, was he going to put off doing good till then? 66 Well," he said to himself while he was dressing, "I VOL. VII.-No. 6-7. know what I can do. I can be good that's left to little boys." Therefore, when he was dressed, he knelt and asked God to help him to be good, and try to serve Him all day with his heart, and not forget. Then he went downstairs to finish his sums. No sooner was he seated with his slate before him, than his mother called him to find his little brother. Charlie did not want to leave his lesson, yet he cheerfully said, "I'll go, mother," and away he ran. And how do you think he found "Eddie ?" With a sharp axe in his hand! "I chop," he said; and quite likely the next moment he would have chopped off his little toes. Charlie only thought of minding his mother; but who can tell if his ready obedience did not save his baby brother from being a cripple for life? At family prayers Charlie behaved like a Christian boy. As Charlie was going on an errand for his mother, he saw a poor woman whose foot had slipped on the newly-made ice and she fell, and in falling she had spilled her basket of nuts and apples, and some wicked boys were snatching up her apples and running off with them. Little Charlie stopped and said, "Let me help you to pick up your nuts and apples," and his nimble fingers quickly helped her out When Charlie came home from school at night he found that his dear little canarybird was dead. "O mother! and I took such care of birdie, and I loved him so, and he sang so sweetly." And the little boy burst into tears over his poor favourite. His mother tried to comfort him. "Who gave birdie's life, and who took it again?" she asked, stroking his head gently. "God," he answered, through his tears, "and He knows best," and he tried to quiet himself. A lady who was a visitor, was sitting in the room at the time. She had lost her two children, and, though she hoped they had taken angels' wings and gone to nestle in the heavenly land, she would rather have had her little sons back to her nest again. But when she beheld Charlie's patience and submission to his Father in heaven, she said, "I too will trust Him, like this little child.' When Charlie laid his head on his pillow that night he thought, "I am too little to do good; but, oh! I do want to be good and to love the Saviour, who came down from heaven to die for me."-S. S. Advocate. Through Peace to Light. DO not ask, O Lord, that life may be I do not ask that Thou wouldst take from me I do not ask that flowers should always spring I know too well the poison and the sting For one thing only, Lord, dear Lord, I plead, Lead me aright— Though strength should falter, and though heart should bleed Through Peace to Light. I do not ask, O Lord, that Thou shouldst shed Full radiance here; Give but a ray of peace, Without a fear. that I may tread I do not ask my cross to understand, My way to see Better in darkness just to feel Thy hand And follow Thee. Joy is like restless day; but peace divine Like quiet night; Lead me, O Lord-till perfect Day shall shine Through Peace to Light. Selected. |