BRING IN THE TITHES. MAL. 3: 10.
BY NOEL HALL.
Bring in the tithes, bring in the tithes,
The hovering blessing, haste to claim;
Or gold, or incense, corn, or wine,
Bring to the honor of His name—
The Giving One, whose law demands
Thank-loans, returned into his hands.
Bring in the tithes, while faith is warm,
And love rehearses all his grace;
While zeal inspired, would fain go forth,
And bear his fame from place to place:
Your work, his treasury to fill—
The Lord’s, to bless you as he will.
Let love essay its best to bring
Unto the altar of the Lord
Itself, its gems, its precious things,
And, bringing, find a sweet reward.
Behold, your offerings freely given,
Before you know, ’tis almost heaven!
The word stands fast. “Bring in the tithes,
Fill up my house, with sacred store,
And prove me now: see my full hand,
From heaven’s open windows pour
A blessing that is past compare—
Reward of giving blent with prayer.”
A glad and willing sacrifice
This day, this hour, make haste to bring;
Lo, even while you come—surprise!
Because you’ve brought unto the King
Your gifts elect, he all restores,
Himself, his riches, all are yours.
—American Messenger.