(Suggested by Rom. 6 :22.)

" Made free from sin "-oh, glorious fact!
This work is Christ's for me.
"The Lord my Righteousness!" I shout,
Rejoicing that I'm "free."

He went to Calvary, and paid
My dreadful debt to God;
No longer now I quake and fear,
And groan beneath my load.

As He was raised from death's dark wave,
Raised from among the dead,
I read in this my pledge of life,
And praise my living Head.

And now, "become " his happy slave,
His precepts my delight,
I onward move, praising my Lord,
To mansions fair and bright.

Then let my little "fruit" please Him,
Walking as sanctified.
Should not I please my Bridegroom fair,
I, chosen in His Bride ?

Eternal life lies just before;
Soon shall I see my Lord,
And rest in peace upon His breast-
Music His every word.

E. P.