Kept for the Master's Use

by Frances Ridley Havergal

Into each thirsty and desolate place.

Acts ix. 15.

Take all Thy vessels, O glorious Finer,

Purge all the dross, that each chalice may be

Pure in Thy pattern, completer, diviner,

Filled with Thy glory and shining for Thee.

Prov. xxv. 4.

The Turned Lesson.

‘I thought I knew it!’ she said,

‘I thought I had learnt it quite!’