2 Thankfully we will rejoice in All the beauty God has given; But beware it does not win us From the work ordained of Heaven. 3 Following every voice of mercy With a trusting, loving heart; Let us in life's earnest labor Still be sure to do our part. 4 Now, to-day, and not to-morrow, Let us work with all our might, Lest the wretched faint and perish In the coming stormy night. 5 Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,-- Lest, before to-morrow's sun, We too, mournfully departing, Shall have left our work undone. 307. C. M. Anonymous. Effort. 1 Scorn not the slightest word or deed, Nor deem it void of power; There's fruit in each wind-wafted seed, That waits its natal hour. 2 A whispered word may touch the heart, And call it back to life; A look of love bid sin depart, And still unholy strife. 3 No act falls fruitless; none can tell How vast its power may be, Nor what results infolded dwell Within it silently. 4 Work on, despair not; bring thy mite, Nor care how small it be; God is with all that serve the right, The holy, true, and free. 308. 7s. M. *Bulwer. The Minister of Love. 1 O'er the mount and through the moor Glide the Christian's steps secure; Day and night, no fear he knows; Lonely, but with God, he goes: For the coat of mail, bedight In his spotless robe of white; For the sinful sword, his hand Bearing high the olive-wand. 2 Through the camp, and through the court, Through the dark and deadly fort, On the mission of the dove, Speeds the minister of love; By his word the wildest tames, And the world to God reclaims; War, and wrath, and famine cease, Hushed around his path of peace. 309. C. M. M. B. Lamar. The Christian Reformer. 1 Nay, tell us not of dangers dire That lie in duty's path; A warrior of the cross can feel No fear of human wrath. 2 Where'er the Prince of Darkness holds His earthly reign abhorred, Sword of the spirit, thee we draw, And battle for the Lord. 3 We go! we go, to break the chains That bind the erring mind, And give the freedom that we feel To all of human kind. 4 But, O, we wear no burnished steel, And seek no gory field; Our weapon is the word of God, His promise is our shield. 5 And still serene and fixed in faith, We fear no earthly harm; We know it is our Father's work, We rest upon His arm. 310. 8 & 7s. M. Longfellow. Psalm of Life.