_My little craft sails not alone:
A thousand fleets from every zone
Are out upon a thousand seas;
And what for me were favoring breeze
Might dash another, with the shock
Of doom, upon some hidden rock.
And so I do not dare to pray
For winds to waft me on my way,
But leave it to a Higher Will
To stay or speed me; trusting still
That all is well, and sure that He
Who launched my bark will sail with me
Through storm and calm, and will not fail,
Whatever breezes may prevail,
To land me, every peril past,
Within His sheltering heaven at last._
CAROLINE ATWATER MASON.
O Lord let us know that we do not sail life's seas alone. Thou art the
God of the storms. Thou goest with us whithersoever we go. Grant us, our
Heavenly Father, that we may not suffer shipwreck of our faith. Grant us
that the voyage of our lives may be prosperous, and that at last,
whether soon or late we shall find some harbor of rest and peace. Amen.
GEORGE L. PERIN.
May 30
_Our Memorial Day celebrations will be but a hypocritical
play-acting unless they shall remind us of the cause and the country
for which our brave soldiers gave their lives. It is not enough for
us to recall their names and sing their praises. We must love the
country they loved and in our turn be ready to do the hero's part._
GEORGE L. PERIN.
_But what is it to love one's country? Is it to carry a banner in a
procession? Is it to shout as we see the flag? Is it to fling
bunting from the tops of the buildings, and send off sky-rockets in
the evenings? Vastly deeper than that is love of country, deeper
than any soldier's uniform, deeper than any pictures of battleships
with which we adorn our walls._
W. H. P. FAUNCE.
God of the Nations, we thank Thee today for every heroic deed of every
heroic soul. We rejoice that in every hour of real emergency there have
ever been men who were ready to die for their country. O Lord, may the
memory of their sacrifice ever remain to us and to the children of
coming generations a sacred heritage. Yet, O Lord, let us not be
satisfied to glorify their deeds with a memory. Let us do them the
higher honor of consecrating our lives to the service of the country
they loved. So shall we, in the honor we render them find the title to
our honor. Thus in _our_ land and in _our_ time may Thy Kingdom come and
Thy will be done. Amen.
GEORGE L. PERIN.
May 31
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