O Thou, Who hast gemmed the heavens with round, revolving worlds, the
earth with beauty and the coronet of our minds with royal faculties, we
do not know what "the little flower is, root and all, and all in all"
and yet, dear Lord, through the clear and the convincing revelation of
Thy dear Son; through the divine image which Thou hast implanted within
us; through the mighty and the persuasive witness from experience, we do
feel and believe that Thou art the great creator, preserver and
benefactor; That Thou hast called us to do a noble, a specific work;
that we ought not to neglect the gift that is in us; to this end wilt
Thou help us to be pure, brave, faithful and strong, that we may fight
the good fight, and win the crown of righteousness. Amen.
ALBERT HAMMATT.
August 18
_O ye, so far above me on the Height,
I cannot hear your voices as ye stand
Facing the vast, invisible to me.
But I can see your gestures of delight,
And something guess of that wide, glorious sea,
The glimmering isles of that enchanted land,
The winds which from that ocean freshly blow.
And so your Vision lifts me toward the Height,
Although ye have forgot me far below._
_But you, my brother, you, my near of kin,
Who some few steps above me on the steep
Look smiling back to cheer me ever on,
Who lend a hand as I the chasm leap,
And stay your haste that I the crag may win,
Thinking it scorn for Strength to climb alone;
You with your morning song when sings the lark,
You, with unflagging purpose at high noon,
And quiet-hearted trust when comes the dark,--
To you I owe it that I climb at all._
MARY FRANCES WRIGHT.
Spirit of the Infinite Life! We praise Thee that our visions of the
Divinest rise far beyond the borders of our known and familiar fields,
that the resources of our unwearied life are in those mysterious regions
that we have not explored. And yet we rejoice that the shadows of these
holy visions fall across our common ways, reporting thus from the
Infinite and the unknown the possibilities of greater fortunes yet to
be. In this life of Thee may we dwell, seeing Thee in the life about us
and evermore seeking to lead the life toward those high places that are
always waiting the coming of those who aspire toward Thee. Amen.
E. L. REXFORD.
August 19
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