Sunday Beading

"Ifitvrere not bo, I would have told you.1' John r.lv:l-3. "Faint not, tried soul, nor keep a troublea heart, Thongh oft with present comforts called to part; With faith in Goa. and trust reposed in me, Thon shalt not fail at last thy home to se My Father hath a house not made with hands, A home for weary sotda, serene, and grand, Affording rest and joy unknown below ; I wonld have told you, if it were not sol" "So many mansions hath my Father's home. Though num'rons guests arrive, no laok of room hall turn ono weary pilgrim from the door, int each havo ampie place forever moret And then, the place for each, shall be the best For him- Uis fittest place for growth and restl .'o make these mansicjns all complete, I go - would have told you, if it were not bo!" "And if I go, thy mansion to prepare, Where grace hath made the meet, its bliss to sharo - When thou hast done the work assignet thee here, Sometimes, perhaps in pain, with doubt, ont fear; (But only brief thy toiling time shall be,) 111 come again and thou shalt be with me! And then no more of Borrow thou shalt know, I would have told yon, if it were not sol" How sweet, thon gracions Master, ave thy worda! "What hope and cheer tby voice of love affords! Though nmoh is dark, to our weak faith, and thonght, In what thy wisdom plans - thy power hath wrought, We are assured that all thy ways are trne, And whal thou hidest from onr present view, Unfolding by and by, thy grace will show; Thou wouldst have told ns, if it were not so!