“AS LITTLE CHILDREN.”

White Ribbon, Volume 24, Issue 282, 18 December 1918, Page 4

“AS LITTLE CHILDREN.”

(Matt. 18:3) ‘‘l’m too tired to trust, and too tired to pray,” Said one as the ove r-tax* (i strength gave way, “The one conscious thought by m v * nnnd |*)ssessed Is ‘Oh, could I just drop AM. and rest’; But will God forgive me, do you suppose, It I go to sle‘ p as a habv goes, Without even asking Him if I may, Without even trying to ttust or pray?” Will God forgive vou ? Why think, dear heart! While language to vou was an unknown art, Did a mother den> vou needed rest. Or refuse to pillow v«.u on her breast? Oh. no! hut she cradl'd you in her arms, And guarded your slumber again d alarms. \nd how epiiek was her mother love to see The unconscious yearnings awake in thee. When you’ve grown too wean to tru-t or pray, When your over-wrought nature has given away : Then just drop all! (liv* up and rest. As vou used to do on your mother’s breast ; lie knows all, about it; the dear l ord knows; So nisi go t«i slee p as a b iby goes. Without even asking Him if you may, (iod knows when His child 1* too tired to pray. ll<* judges not wholly by uttered prayer! He* knows wb*n the yearnings of love are there. He* knows you do pray. He knows you do trust, And He knows the* limit of poor, weak dust. ();»! the* wonderful sympathy of the Chi i*t. For His chosen ones in the midnight tryst, A hen He bade them sle**'p on and take their rest. While on Him the* guilt of the whole world pressed. You’ve given vour life up to Him to keep; Then lust rest in Him and go to sle^p!