THE GOLDEN SCEPTRE.
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Then how poor were my possessions,
And my treasures mean and dim:
Jesus Christ had smiled upon me;
I returned and followed Him.
And my treasures mean and dim:
Jesus Christ had smiled upon me;
I returned and followed Him.
O my Lord! Thy smile was favor,
Though on my cold heart it shone;
And Thy love is life eternal:
So my wandering heart was won.
Though on my cold heart it shone;
And Thy love is life eternal:
So my wandering heart was won.
THE GOLDEN SCEPTRE.
"What wilt thou, Queen Esther? and what is thy request?"—Esther v. 3.
"This is the confidence that we have in Him, that, if we ask anything according to His will, He heareth us."—1 John v. 14.
"All things are yours."—1 Cor. iii. 21.
"All things are yours!" Yea, Lord, I know it;
But oh, how cold my heart must be
To doubt the love that can bestow it,
And tarry still afar from Thee!
But oh, how cold my heart must be
To doubt the love that can bestow it,
And tarry still afar from Thee!
I claim Thy promise while I plead it;
Behold, I take Thee at Thy word;
Thou seest how much to-day I need it:
Help for the helpless, gracious Lord!
Behold, I take Thee at Thy word;
Thou seest how much to-day I need it:
Help for the helpless, gracious Lord!
