1 By earth hemmed in, by earth oppressed, 'Tis hard to labor,--hard to pray; And of the week, for prayer and rest, We've but one Sabbath day. 2 But purer spirits walk above, Who worship alway; who are blest With an upspringing might of love That makes all labor, rest. 3 Father, while here, we would arise In spirit to that realm; and there Be every act a sacrifice, And every thought a prayer! 456. 7 & 6s. M. Anonymous. Strength From Struggle. 1 Grows dark thy path before thee? Press on! still undismayed; Heaven shines resplendent o'er thee, Though earth be wrapped in shade. 2 And God, thy trust, hath given, With word from swerving free, The angels of high heaven A charge concerning thee. 3 Then though thy feet may falter Even at early morn, And from hope's burning altar The light may be withdrawn,-- 4 Yet from thy self-prostration Thou shalt awake in power; From tears and lamentation, To conquest every hour. 5 Strong in thy perfect weakness, Thy strength shall never fail; Mighty in holy meekness, Thine arm shall still prevail. 457. C. M. German. The Heavenly Guide. 1 When thirst for power or for gold Hath led our souls astray; When, blind, by blinder guides we're told, "Lo, here thou'lt find the way;" 2 Look down, O Father, from above; Set us from error free; Teach us to serve Thee here in love, And find our home in Thee. 3 When faith Thy guidance humbly takes, And seeks Thy will to do, Clear light upon our pathway breaks, The world to guide us through. 4 Thy spirit send, our souls to keep; Thy wisdom make our own; And though our way leads through the deep, We wander not alone. 458. 7 & 6s. M. Anonymous. Light For All. 1 The light pours down from heaven, And enters where it may; The eyes of all earth's children Are cheered with one bright day. 2 So let the mind's true sunshine Be spread o'er earth as free, And fill men's waiting spirits, As the waters fill the sea. 3 The soul can shed a glory On every work well done; As even things most lowly Are radiant in the sun. 4 Then let each human spirit Enjoy the vision bright; The truth which comes from heaven Shall spread like heaven's own light; 5 Till earth becomes God's temple; And every human heart Shall join in one great service, Each happy in his part. 459. C. M. J. Weiss. For a Summer Festival.