Another, of touching pathos--with tears, as it were, in every line, and often bringing tears of greatful emotion to many an eye, sung as it was to a sweet plaintive air--ran thus:-- "Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour? Saw ye my Saviour and God? Oh! He died on Calvary, To atone for you and me, And to purchase our pardon with blood. "There interceding, there interceding? Pleading that Burners might live-- Crying, 'Father! I have died! Oh! behold My hands and side! O forgive them, I pray Thee, forgive." Another, of similar strain, thus set forth in a sort of recitative the story of the resurrection of our Lord:-- "Oh, they crucified my Saviour, They crucified my Saviour, They crucified my Saviour, And they nailed Him to the cross. "Then Joseph begged His body, etc., And he laid it in the tomb. "Oh, the grave it could not hold Him, etc., For He burst the bars of death. "Then Mary came a-running, etc., A-looking for her Lord. "Oh, where have you laid Him, etc., For He is not in the tomb. "Oh, why stand ye gazing? etc., Oh, ye men of Galilee? "Don't you see Him now ascending! etc., There to plead for you and me. "By-and-by we'll go to meet Him, etc., Where pleasures never fade." While the incomparably superior lyrics of Wesley and Watts were generally sung in the public service of the Sabbath, when the preacher gave out the hymns from the book; yet these simpler and ruder strains were the greater favourites at the revival meeting. By these the godly forefather's of Methodism in Canada nourished their souls and enbraved their spirits for the heroic work in which they were engaged, of consecrating the virgin wilderness to God. CHAPTER XVII. HEART TRIALS. "Well, Kate," said Zenas, as he and his sister rode homeward through the solemn moonlight and starlight, "You have burned your boats and broken down the bridge. There is no going back." "I hope not, Zenas," she replied, "but I feel very much the need of going forward. I have only made the first step yet." "Well, you've started on the right line, anyhow. It was a plucky thing to do. I did not think it was in you. You are naturally so shy. I wish I could do the same myself, but I haven't the courage." "Don't think of yourself, Zenas, nor of your comrades; but of the loving Saviour who died for you and longs to save you." "Upon my word, Kate, it made me feel more what a coward I am to see you standing before the whole meeting than all the preaching I ever heard." "I felt that I ought, that I must," said Kate, "but after I rose I forgot every one there and spoke because my heart was full. O Zenas, just give up everything for Jesus; be willing to endure anything for Jesus; and you'll feel a joy and gladness you never felt before. Why, the very world seems changed, the stars and the trees, and the moonlight on the river were never so beautiful; and my heart is as light as a bird."