Our Father In Heaven, as Thou turnest the earth once more toward the light to give us another day may we not forget that all things come of Thee. Thou givest us this beautiful earth, adorned with a thousand varied beauties, crowded with opportunities and possibilities, for our home. Day and night, sunshine and the rain, labor and trial, joy and victory, all are from Thy hand. Whatever the circumstances of our life, whatever our labor and place, help us to remember that life is a school in which to learn, an arena where we may fight and win. May we gain wisdom and strength to win the victory which is life eternal, and in finding that may we find peace and content in Thee. Amen. FREDERICK A. TAYLOR. September 9 _Give me the gospel of the fields and woods-- The sermons written in the book of books; The sweet communion of the things of earth Fresh with the warm baptism of the sun. Give me the offertory of bud and bloom, The perfect caroling of happy birds. Give me the creed of one of God's fair days Wrought in the beauty of its loveliness; And then, the benediction of the stars, His eloquent ministers of the night._ JAMES RAVENSCROFT. Heavenly Father, we praise Thee for the breaking day, the singing birds, the dew in the meadows, the fragrance of the flowers, ascending like old-time incense from Jewish altar, the sun gilding the hill-tops, the veiled stars, the gliding river, mirroring in its depths, sedge and tree and overhanging sky. Thou hast ordained that we nestle in the bosom of nature and feel the touch of God. Pour strength into our beings from bird and flower, and Thy spirit which moves in them, that our youth may be renewed like the eagle's. So shall the memories of earth enrich our heaven. We praise and supplicate in the name of Jesus. Amen. L. A. FREEMAN. September 10 _Just whistle a bit if the day be dark And the sky be overcast: If mute be the voice of the piping lark, Why, pipe your own small blast._ _And it's wonderful how o'er the gray sky-track, The truant warbler comes stealing back. But why need he come? for your soul's at rest, And the song in the heart,--ah, that is best._ PAUL LAURENCE DUNBAR. Our Heavenly Father, we thank Thee for the assurance that all things work together for good to them that love Thee. Help us to live this day in joyous faith in that promise. May we realize that behind all clouds the sun still shines, and that the Father's wisdom never errs, and his love never fails. Give us courage for this day's conflicts, grace for its trials, and strength for its duties. Guide our feet in the way of Thy commandments and fill our souls with the joy of Thy presence. May our lives no less than our lips praise Thee. Amen. CHARLES F. RICE. September 11