CHRIST BEFORE PILATE. A PICTURE.
THE STARS ARE IN THE SKY ALL DAY.
“MANY WATERS CANNOT QUENCH LOVE.”
GOLD, FRANKINCENSE, AND MYRRH.
“THAT WAS THE TRUE LIGHT, THAT LIGHTETH EVERY MAN THAT COMETH INTO THE WORLD.”
A BENEDICTION.
GOD give thee, love, thy heart’s desire!
What better can I pray?
For though love falter not, nor tire,
And stand on guard all day,
How little can it know or do,
How little can it say!
How hard it strives, and how in vain,
By hope and fear misled,
To make the pathway soft and plain
For the dear feet to tread,
To shield from sun-beat and from rain
The one beloved head!
Its wisdom is made foolishness;
Its best intent goes wrong;
It curses where it fain would bless,
Is weak instead of strong—