Eternity: a moment standing still for ever.

To-morrow — oh, 'twill never be, If we should live a thousand years! Our time is all to-day, to-day, The same, though changed; and while it flies With still small voice the moments say: "To-day, to-day, be wise, be wise.

Here hyacinths of heavenly blue, shook their rich tresses to the morn.

Baptize the nations! far and nigh,The triumphs of the cross recordThe name of Jesus glorify,Till every people call Him Lord.

Night is the time to weep,To wet with unseen tearsThose graves of memory where sleepThe joys of other years.

Fairest and best adorned is she Whose clothing is humility.

Gashed with honourable scars,Low in Glory's lap they lie;Though they fell, they fell like stars,Streaming splendour through the sky.