Shepherd, show me how to go
  O’er the hillside steep,
  How to gather, how to sow,
  How to feed Thy sheep;
  I will listen for Thy voice,
  Lest my footsteps stray,
  I will follow and rejoice
  All the rugged way.

  Thou wilt bind the stubborn will,
  Wound the callous breast,
  Make self righteousness be still,
  Break earth’s stupid rest;
  Strangers on a barren shore
  Lab’ring long and lone—­
  We would enter by the door,
  And Thou know’st Thine own.

  So when day grows dark and cold,
  Tear or triumph harms,
  Lead Thy lambkins to the fold,
  Take them in Thine arms;
  Feed the hungry, heal the heart,
  Till the morning’s beam;
  White as wool, ere they depart—­
  Shepherd, wash them clean.

CHRIST MY REFUGE.

  O’er waiting harpstrings of the mind
    There sweeps a strain,
  Low, sad, and sweet, whose measures bind
    The power of pain

  And wake a white-winged angel throng
    Of thoughts, illumed
  By faith, and breathed in raptured song,
    With love perfumed.

  Then His unveiled, sweet mercies show
    Life’s burdens light. 
  We kiss the cross, and wait to know
    A world more bright.

  And o’er earth’s troubled, angry sea
    We see Christ walk,
  And come to us, and tenderly,
    Divinely talk.

  Thus Truth engrounds me on the Rock
    Upon Life’s shore;
  ’Gainst which the winds and waves can shock,
    Oh, nevermore!

  From tired joy and grief afar,
    And nearer Thee,—­
  Father, where Thine own children are,
    I love to be.

  My prayer, some daily good to do
    To Thine, for Thee,—­
  Some offering pure of Love, whereto
    God leadeth me.

NOTE.—­The land whereon stands The First Church of Christ, Scientist, in Boston, was first purchased by the church and society.  Owing to a heavy loss they were unable to pay the mortgage, therefore I paid it and through trustees gave back the land to the church.

In 1892 I had to recover the land from the trustees, reorganize the church, and reobtain its charter—­not, however, through the state commissioner, who refused to grant it, but by means of a statute of the state, and through Directors regive the land to the church.  In 1895 I reconstructed my original system of ministry and church government.  Thus committed to the providence of God, the prosperity of this church is unsurpassed.

From first to last the Mother church seemed type and shadow of the warfare between the flesh and Spirit, even that shadow, whose substance is the divine Spirit, imperatively propelling the greatest moral, physical, civil, and religious reform ever known on earth.  In the words of the Prophet:  “The shadow of a great Rock in a weary land.”