A child of Adam-I was lost
And 'neath God's wrath and rod;
By faith in Jesus Christ I have Become a child of God-
Yea, all through Jesus' blood.

And as His child, I now may count
All earthly things but loss,
I'm separated from the world
For aye, and all its dross,
By Calvary's wondrous cross.

I turned to God, from foolishness,
To wait for Christ from heaven;
To spend my life in serving Him
By whom I am forgiven,
Through Jesus Christ in heaven.

Like Abraham I'd sojourn here,
And as Thou didst, blest Lord;
Thy cross the starting place for me,
My compass Thy sure Word,
Which help doth e'er afford.

My light along the midnight path
That same blest Word shall be;
A lamp, to show each forward step
That leads me home to Thee-
Saved for eternity.

Amid the labyrinth of snares,
My pathway runs across,
Deliver me, O Saviour, by
The power of Thy cross,
No matter what the loss.

Then let the world find fault, malign,
And sneer-'tis but their loss.
I cannot join them, for there stands
The memory of Thy cross
'Tween me and all their dross.

Yet, could I join their feasts and plays,
I'm very sure Thy cross
Would cast its shadow o'er the scene,
And I should reap but loss.
Oh, keep me near Thy cross !

Then, dear young soldier of the cross,
When tempted oft to share
In worldly pleasures, ask thyself, "
Would Jesus meet me there ?"-
O child of God, take care.

A speck in Thy vast universe,
Yet hid not from Thine eye,
Thy love, oh mystery ! didst seek,
And could not pass me by :
And, Lord, I know not why !

But gladly I accept the love
I cannot understand;
And trustful as a little child,
I'd simply take Thy hand,
Obey Thy least command.

'Tis night without Thee, blessed Lord,
But morning must be near;
And Thou-my peace, my hope, my joy-
The darkness soon wilt clear-
Thus what have I to fear ?

So may we walk together here,
The path which leads me home,
By faith; nor question this, nor that,
But, trusting Thee alone,
Just wait till Thou shalt come.

H. McD