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the hymn. Here is the hymn in its original state:

In heavenly love abiding,

No change my heart shall fear
And safe is such confiding,

For nothing changes here.
The storm may roar without me,
My heart may low be laid,
But God is round about me,
And can I be dismayed?

Wherever He may guide me,

No want shall turn me back;
My Shepherd is beside me,
And nothing can I lack.
His wisdom ever waketh,
His sight is never dim,
He knows the way He taketh,
And I will walk with Him.

Green pastures are before me,
Which yet I have not seen;
Bright skies will soon be o'er me,
Where darkest clouds have been.

My hope I cannot measure,

My path to life is free,

My Saviour has my treasure,

And He will walk with me.

ELIZA FANNY MORRIS

NE very beautiful hymn comes from

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a large number of verses written by Mrs. Morris. It is entitled to the recognition it has received at the hands of discerning editors of the more modern hymnals. Its author, of whose life little has been written, was born in London in 1821. Her maiden name was Goffe, and in 1849 she was married to Josiah Morris.

In 1858 Mrs. Morris published a volume called, "The Voice and the Reply," consisting of two parts. The first part gives expression to God's utterances, whether in the still small voice of conscience, or in invitation, warning, or pity." The second part expresses man's reply, and it is to this portion of the poem that we are indebted for the excellent hymn"The Prayer in the Temple":

God of pity, God of grace,

When we humbly seek Thy face,

Bend from heaven, Thy dwelling-place:
Hear, forgive, and save.

When we in Thy temple meet,
Spread our wants before Thy feet,
Pleading at the mercy-seat:

Look from heaven and save.

When Thy love our hearts shall fill,
And we long to do Thy will,
Turning to Thy holy hill:

Lord, accept and save.

Should we wander from Thy fold,
And our love to Thee grow cold,
With a pitying eye behold:
Lord, forgive and save.

Should the hand of sorrow press,
Earthly care and want distress,
May our souls Thy peace possess:
Jesus, hear and save.

And whate'er our cry may be,

When we lift our hearts to Thee,

From our burden set us free:

Hear, forgive, and save.

Mrs. Morris wrote many sacred poems, but only one hymn of hers has won extensive approval.

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ELIZA SCUDDER

N sacred song written by American women there is nothing more exquisitely beautiful than some of the verses by Miss Scudder. She did not write much, but among her productions are several hymns of rare charm. The late Horace E. Scudder, for some years editor of "The Atlantic Monthly," was a relative of hers, and in 1896 he edited a small but an exceedingly rich volume of her poems entitled "Hymns and Sonnets," published by Messrs. Houghton, Mifflin & Co., Boston. In the preface he says: "There is an interval of fifty years between the first and last poem. But the same spiritual fire burned in the later and earlier, and we think we are not carried away by enthusiasm when we say that there is a quality of spiritual passion in Miss Scudder's poems and religious fervor which we find nowhere in

the range of English poetry except in

Miss Rossetti's."

Miss Scudder was the daughter of Elisha Gage Scudder, and was born at Barnstable, Massachusetts, in 1821. Her uncle was the celebrated Unitarian divine, Edward Hamilton Sears, known throughout the English-speaking world as the author of two remarkable Christmas hymns, "Calm on the Listening Ear of Night," and "It Came upon the Midnight Clear." For some years she lived in Boston, and later in life made her home at Salem. At first she associated with the Unitarian society, but did not formally connect herself with that denomination. I judge, from reading the introduction to the late edition of her "Hymns and Sonnets," that Phillips Brooks was the prophet that brought the message which changed Miss Scudder's religious views and afterwards gave her so much sweet contentment as a communicant of the Protestant Episcopal Church.

Mr. Scudder says her life had been one of much privation as regards health, but that she was one of the most cheerful of

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