Was I right?

by Mrs. O. F. Walton

"What is the text, I wonder?" said Evelyn, as she put down the letter. "Oh, I see; here are two cards in the envelope; one for you, and one for me."

She handed me mine, and the text seemed an answer to my fears:

"The Lord shall preserve thy going out and thy coming in from this time forth, and even for evermore."

And underneath the text there was this hymn:

Going out from the ones I love
Far over land and sea;
Going out into dreary ways,
Working, my Lord, for Thee;
Going out with an anxious heart,
Serving in earth's rough soil;
Going out to the daily fight—
Worry, and care, and toil.
Going out when the work is done,
Leaving the earthly strife;
Going out to the unknown world,
Passing through death to life;
Going out, and yet, not alone,
Lord, Thou wilt go before:
Keep me, Lord, in my going out,
Now, and for evermore.
Coming in from the distant land,
Thankful no more to roam;
Coming in from the outer work,
Meeting the cares at home;
Coming in from the larger field,
Sowing the Master's seed;
Dropping some in the children's hearts
Yearning their souls to feed.
Coming in to the Father's home,
Welcomed with joy at last;
Coming in, to go out no more,
Partings for ever past;
Coming in, and yet, not alone—
Standing beside the door:
Meet me, Lord, in my coming in,
Now, and for evermore.

[CHAPTER XII.]

BRINDISI.