Though from its long-accustomed place
We miss a dear, beloved face,
That seemed replete with every grace,
Lord Jesus, Thou remainest.

Though oft we dry the falling tears,
Our hearts oft sick with anxious fears,
Yet this sweet fact our spirit cheers,
Lord Jesus, Thou remainest.

Should life look dark, drear seem our way,
Hope o'er our future shed no ray,
Yet this can turn e'en night to-day-
Lord Jesus, Thou remainest.

When all seems changed and changing here,
We turn to Thee without one fear,
Thou Life and Rock-strong, steadfast, near;
Yes, Thou, our life, remainest.

Remainest, Lord, our long-tried Friend,-
Patient, unchanging, to the end.
Father, our praises would ascend
To thee, for Thou remainest.

Bravely we'll tread e'en lonesome ways ;-
Yes ! and we'll sing glad songs of praise
Though all else goes !The Best Friend stays
Whilst Thou, "The Truth," remainest.

P. W.