"For of such is the kingdom of heav'n."
I long for the joys of that glorious time,
The sweetest, and brightest, and best,
When the dear little children of every clime,
Shall crowd to his arms and be blest.
—Jemima Luke.
MY JESUS.
My Jesus, as Thou wilt;
Oh, may Thy will be mine;
Into Thy hand of love