Once again she confesses the presence of clouds on the horizon of her faith.  “In reading, when one’s heart leaps at some precious promise made to the children of God, a cold check comes, ’Am I one of them? what is my title?’ Answer:  ’Ye are all the children of God by faith in Jesus Christ.’  Have I faith?  Once introduce that I, and you get bewildered between faith and feeling.  When I go on and grapple with the difficulty, it comes to this.  As far as I know, I have come to Jesus, not once but many times.  I have knelt and literally prostrated myself before Him, and told Him all, I have no other hope but what His written word says He did and said, that I know it is true, that the salvation it tells of is just what I want, and all I want, and that my heart goes out to it, and that I do accept it; that I do not fully grasp it, but I cling to it; that I want to be His only and entirely, now and for ever.”

On September 23, 1867, she joined the Young Women’s Christian Association, and found great benefit from her membership.  She showed her practical interest in the Church Missionary and Irish Societies by wishing to give lessons in singing and German, the proceeds of which these societies were to have.

On April 19, 1870, she was called upon to part with her beloved father, after a short illness.  In one of her poems she speaks of his

     “Valiant cry, a witness strong and clear,
      A trumpet with no dull uncertain sound.”

Soon after his death she prepared for the press Havergal’s Psalmody, which was afterwards largely used in the compiling of the Rev C. B. Snepp’s hymn-book, called Songs of Grace and Glory, for which, she herself wrote several hymns.  In June, 1871, she accompanied her friend Elizabeth Clay on a visit to Switzerland; there she thoroughly enjoyed the Alpine climbing, and revelled in the grand scenery of Mont Blanc and other snow mountains.  On a subsequent visit Mont Blanc was ascended as far as the Grand Mulets.  Here her delight in the exhilarating exercise of glissading landed her in a danger which, but for the presence of mind of Mr. Snepp, must have ended fatally to herself and one of the guides.

III.

LIFE MORE ABUNDANTLY.

We have now reached a time when Frances Ridley Havergal made a marked advance in spiritual life.  It was the close of 1873.  She received one day by post a little book entitled All for Jesus.  She thus wrote about it to the clergyman who sent it to her:  “All for Jesus has touched me very much....  I know I love Jesus, and there are times when I feel such intensity of love to Him that I have no words to describe it.  I rejoice too in Him as my ‘Master’ and ‘Sovereign;’ but I want to come nearer still, to have the full realisation of John xiv. 21—­[’He that hath My commandments, and keepeth them, he it is that loveth Me; and he that loveth Me shall be loved of My Father, and I will love him, and manifest Myself to him’]—­and to know the power of His resurrection,’ even if it be with ‘the fellowship of His sufferings;’ and all this, not exactly for my own joy alone, but for others.”