Sister M. J.

“ I still may seek my Saviour's throne,
And hear Him say, "Thou'rt not alone."
So too, when all my years are past,
And life her race hath run at last,
My God, Thou wilt not me disown,
To whom Thou saidst, "Thou'rt not alone." ”

“ Oh, keep me safe in wisdom's way,
And bring me back if I should stray.
When angry passions fill my soul,
Subdue them to thy meek control;
Through good and ill, oh, ever be
A guide, a guard, a friend to me. ”

“ Among the gifts thy hands bestow
⁠Each day and hour on me,
'Tis not the least, O Lord, to know
⁠That they all come from Thee.
How Joyfully each day I ought
⁠Thy precepts to fulfil,
Since I have been so early taught
⁠To do thy gracious will! ”