God of our life! God of each day and night,
Oh, keep us still till life's short race is run!
Until there dawns the long, long day of light.
That knows no night, yet needs no star nor sun.
—Horatius Bonar.
SELF-DEPENDENCE.
Weary of myself, and sick of asking
What I am, and what I ought to be,
At this vessel's prow I stand, which bears me
Forwards, forwards, o'er the starlit sea.