Thoughts.
BEAUTIES rare, floweretts are,
We with pleasure greet;
Footsteps light, faces bright,
Oft in life we meet;
Yet how few we find true,
In this world of woe
Envyings, quarrelings,
Turning friend to foe.
Tribulation and temptation
Cometh unto all;
And each heart, beareth part
In the sinful fall.
But from woe, here below,
We may timely flee;
And through One, Thy dear Son,
Find access to Thee.
Faithfully, patiently,
Let us ever try
To fulfill Jesus' will,
And him glorify.
Then at last, trials past,
In our home above,
There may we happy be
With the God of love.
Pleasant Valley, Ohio.
Gifford
YI