GRAINS OF GOLD.

New Zealand Tablet, Volume XXXV, Issue 4, 24 January 1907, Page 3

GRAINS OF GOLD.

CHRISTUS CONSOLATOR. To Thee I come, O loving Heart, When griefs and fears oppress me !

Show me, O Love, how sweet Thou "art, Then comfort, solace, bless me !

* I have no words wherewith to speak,

But only these : Thou knowest ! Yet most' of all when I-am weak, Thy grace to 1 me Thou showest. With peace that none can understand

•My spirit Thou" endues t, And countless mercies, from Thy Hand .With ev'ry day renewest,

SJied, Lord, Thy light about my way. "When evening shadows lengthen ;' And till the dawn" of endless day, In love Thy servant strengthen. I have, on earth, but Thee alone ; In heaven, none beside Thee ; Safe to Thyself, O Love, mine O\vn, Through light, through darkness' guide me! . " ■ — ' Aye Ma

The shy bird, happiness, vainly pursued by such - a frantic thfong of men and women, flies from, the selfseeking and makes its home with the self-forgetful.; „and Love, upon whom, it waits and with whom it- bears ims mortal companionship, sits content and smiling by the -,he£rtb of those who serve for what they can give, not for what they can get.