April.  123

April  leads  to  joyous  May  time,
With  its  ever  lengthening  daytime  ;
This  again  to  joyous  haytime,

When  the  harvest-home  is  near
In  the  zenith  of  the  year.
So  we  only  tell  the  children  of  the  summer

days  in  store,
Of  the  treasures  and  the  beauties  that  shall  open

more  and  more.
So  the  silver  carol  rises,  for  the  winter  time  is

past  !
When  the  summer  days  are  coming,  need  we
ask  if  spring  shall  last?

O  the  gladness  of  the  spirit,  when  the  true  and

only  Light
Pours    in   radiant    resplendence,    making    all

things  new  and  bright  !
When   the  love  of  Jesus   shineth  in  its  over-
coming power,
When   the   secret  sweet  communion  hallows
every  passing  hour.
O  the  calm  and  happy  resting,
Free  from  every  fear  molesting  !
O  the  Christ- victorious  breasting
Of  the  tempter's  varied  art.
In  the  sprrngtmie  of  the  heart  !


"  Under  His  Shadow."


O  the  freedom  and  the  fervour  after  all  the
faithless  days  !

O  the  ever-new  thanksgiving  and  the  ever-
flowing  praise !

Shall  we  tempt  the  gaze  from  Jesus,  and  a
doubting  shadow  cast,

Satan's  own  dark  word  suggesting  by  the
whisper  *'  ^  it  lasts  "?


Though  we  know  there   must   be   trials  and

there  will  be  tears  below,
Yet  we  know  His  glorious  purpose,  and   His

promises  we  know !
Only  ask — "What  saith   the  Master?"    and

believe  His  word  alone,
That   "from  glory  unto  glory"  He  shall  lead,
shall  change  His  own.
Ever  more  and  more  bestowing.
Love  and  joy  in  riper  glowing.
