“Day by day the manna fell: O to learn this lesson well! Still by constant mercy fed, Give me, Lord, my daily bread. ‘Day by day,’ the promise reads, Daily strength for daily needs: Cast foreboding fears away; Take the manna of today. Lord! my times are in Thy hand: All my sanguine hopes have planned, To Thy wisdom I resign, And would make Thy purpose mine. Thou my daily task shalt give: Day by day to Thee I live; So shall added years fulfill, Not my own, my Father’s will.” The assurance of divine guidance was expressed in the declaration: “All My Help From Thee I Bring” “When ... storms of unpopularity and tempests of financial disaster threaten the tiny bark upon life’s troubled seas,” wrote Sir Henry Lunn, “my friend and colleague, Hugh Price Hughes, whose ministry in some small degree I shared, asked me to believe with confidence that there was One ‘in the heavens to give attention to our personal concerns,’ and taught me to say with a new emphasis, ‘Thou, O Christ, art all I want,’ ‘Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee, . . . . . . . . . All my trust on Thee is stayed, All my help from Thee I bring.’ “And now that the limit of three score years and ten is passed and life’s journey must be drawing to a close, I say triumphantly: ‘Here I raise my Ebenezer. Hitherto the Lord hath helped me and hither by His grace I have come.’” Episcopal dignity was enriched on a recent occasion when, according to _Zion’s Herald_, Bishops Sang Their Special Hymn When the bishops of the Methodist Episcopal Church held their semi-annual meeting in San Francisco, in November, 1929, they were given a reception and a banquet. Eight hundred persons assembled to do them honor, including officials of the city and the state. The bishops contributed a vocal number to the evening’s entertainment. Bishop Francis J. McConnell, with his richly melodious voice, led his colleagues in the episcopal hymn, ‘Beloved, now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be.’ Those present insisted on an encore, but as the episcopal repertoire is limited to a single number, the bishops could only modestly bow their acknowledgments to the sustained applause. But these bishops are not really confined to just one hymn, for they also sang on another occasion “Land Me Safe on Canaan’s Side”