B—tBHBWwmMumn UC-NRLF B 3 ID"^ 523 veK - y^i t^'^c ^y^ ':^£^<^;^^ir^f^;^^^^€kS^, gj aq»' ^-^r^ iWlOjtSt ^^ ^ ^ W; ^^ V i2?Ti liim.^ r^giia'-'A 'arii^i0' "St^^fi^ •^^m^mfm «^V5 k Jr>^2^v v>^g THE BARONESS HELGA VON CRAMM. ELEVENTH THOUSAND. L O iSf D O N JAMES NISBET & CO., 21 BERNERS STREET 1885 EDAn STACK i?«r 3ii iDuiim ffinuoiii3_ OF BoRx Deck 14. 1?.%. ^^''e hath notfa.led one^H^^ ^^^'1 f^is Good Prom»s^ /.Amji VIII 56 " My Own Text." " If we walk in the lighias He ism the light.we have fellowship one with another, and the blood of Jesus Christ H is Son cleanseth us from all Sin '. John 586 JUm^^???^ Take it, Father ! This new book be Thine, Filled only with Thy teachings, only filled For Thee, and for the pilgrims to Thy home. I know not what bright impulses of song May come upon my waiting soul, nor when ; Or whether years of silence yet may fall In still parenthesis as once before ; Or whether tighter tension must be laid By Thy unerring Hand, that so the tone May be more true to that immortal key Which reaches loneliest depth of human heart With echoes from Thine own. I would not shrink From suffering, if I may but sing for Thee. Father, Thou knowest how this gift hath seemed Thine own direct sweet answer to the prayer For peace and patience in the silent grief Thy Hand, Thine own, has portioned out for me. And I have felt Thy call, not loud, but clear, To praise Thee Avith my song, as, it may be, I had not done had all my heart's desire Been granted me. ****** Thou knowest how (so often) I have laid An aching heart upon Thy lieart of love, And wept out all my sorrow, till at last Thou gavest Thy beloved sleep. And then VI Prelude. Came singing in the morning some glad thought That wafted over land and sea, has put New songs in silent mouths, and come again With harvest of rejoicing back to me. Let not Thy blessing fail ! I long for this, I ask it for the sake of Him whose Name Is my sure plea. send it, gracious Lord ! As Thou hast spared me to begin to-day The seventh small volume of these leaves of life, So let a sevenfold blessing rest upon All that shall fill these pages. Give me thoughts, But quicken them with power; give me words. But wing them Avith Thy love ; give music too, But let it ring all beautiful and sweet *"^ With holiness ; yea, give to me, if such Thy holy Avill, far better and fax more Than heretofore, but only add this gift, Without which all were worthless and in vain, Thy Blessing. So the glory and the praise Shall all be Thine for evermore. Amen. FRANCES RIDLEY HAVERGAL. Prelude to F. R. H.'s Seventh MS. Book, 1S72. CONTENTS. "UNDER HIS SHADOW Zenith, The Thoughts of God The Ministry of Intercession, " Free to Serve," . Coming to the King, " The Splendour of God's Will," The Two Paths, Sunday Night, Memorial Names, Precious Things, "Afterwards," Reality, Seulement pour Toi, A Song in the Night, What will You do without Him ? "The Shining Light, that Shineth mor Perfect Day," The Voice of ]\Iany Waters, The Key Found, . An Interlude, e a nd more unto the FAOE 3 23 36 42 44 47 51 53 55 55 60 62 66 67 69 72 73 79 82 Sunday Bells, Flowers, Evening Prayer, CHORDS FOR CHILDREN. 85 86 87 viii Contents. Stars, My Little Tree, Thy Kingdom Come, PAGE 88 89 90 The Moon, . 91 Jessie's Friend, 92 The Bower, 93 Trust, The Dying Sister, . The Angels' Song, . Who wall take Care of Me ? 93 94 96 97 Love for Love, 98 Asking, Something to do, . 98 99 Loving Messages for the Little One s, 105 Auntie's Lessons, . 107 The Happiest Christmas Day, Coming into the Shade, 109 110 Home To-Night, . 112 Xew-Year Hymn, . 113 Begin at Once, " That's not the Way at Sea," 115 117 EAELY POEMS. " I leave it all with Thee," On the Death of Captain Allan Gardiner, . ]\Iatthew xiv. 23, . Matthew xxvi. 30, . ' ' Leaving us an Example that ye should follow His Steps, Our English Sabbaths, .... Forest Voices, ..... The Shower, ..... M. L. C.'s Birthday Crown, To John Henry C on his Third Birthday, "Pray for Me," ..... For E. C.'s Birthday, .... "Coming of Age," . .... 121 123 126 127 130 131 133 134 136 137 139 141 142 Contents. IX Evelyn, Sunbeams in the Wooil, Constance de V , Travelling Thoughts, PACE 143 148 149 161 MISCELLANEOUS. To Helga, , . • • - Tiny Tokens, . . • • April, The Song of a Summer Stream, An Autumn Holiday, Golden Land, The Song of Love, . The Turned Lesson, Leaning over the Waterfall, The Awakening, . The Maidens of England to H.R.H. the Princess Royal, Scotland's Welcome to H.R.H. the Princess Louise, In Loyal and Loving Remembrance of H.R.H. the Princess Alice, National Hymn, Hymn for Ireland, . Church Missionary Jubilee Hymn, Our Red-Letter Days, A Merrie Christmas, A Happy New Year to You, Another Year, Faithful Promises, . New Year's Wishes, Thy Father Waits for Thee, Will You not Come ? 167 168 169 172 174 175 176 178 180 182 184 185 187 188 190 191 192 193 194 194 195 197 199 200 LOYAL RESPONSES. Consecration Hymn, Set Apart, . • • • • The Secret of a Happy Day, 205 206 208 X Contents. PAGE The Unfailing One, ...... 211 On the Lord's Side, 213 True-hearted, Whole-hearted, 215 "By Thy Cross and Passion," 217 The Opened Fountain, 219 The Precious Blood of Jesus, 221 I Eemember Tliee, . 223 Knowing, . 225 Trusting Jesus, 227 Looking unto Jesus, 228 Shining, 229 Growing, 233 Resting, 235 Filling, 236 Increase our Faith, 237 ' ' Nobody Knows but Jesus j» 239 He is thy Life, 241 Enough, 243 AU, 244 Only, 245 My Master, 247 Perfect Peace, 249 "I am with thee ! " 250 Trust and Distrust, 252 Without Carefulness, 253 Thy Reign, 258 Tried, Precious, Sure, 260 CLOSING CHORDS. Twilight Voices, ....... 263 The Seed of Song, . 264 What Thou wilt, . 265 Hope, 266 He hath done it ! . 267 Christmas Gifts, 269 Christmas Sunshine, • 270 Contents. XI Love and Light for the New Year, Birthday Mottoes, . " Forgiven— even until Now," Nothing to Pay ! . An Easter Prayer, . The Scripture cannot be broken, Easter Dawn, Unfinished Fragments, Just when Thou wilt, Far more Exceeding, Behold your King, . "He Suffered," " Most Blessed for Ever," . PAGE 273 276 279 281 282 283 284 285 287 288 291 293 294 LIST OP ILLUSTRATIONS BY THE BARONESS HELGA VON CRAMM. PAGE 1. Frances Ridley Havergal, in her ninth year, from an Oil Painting by Solomon Cole in 1844, . . Frontispiece 2. Monte Rosa, .... . , 6 3. The Matterhorn, . . . . , , 26 4. View from Finshauts — It was here that * ' Seulement pour Toi " was composed and sung, . , . .66 5. The Bruar Falls, Scotland, ..... 73 6. Astley Church and Malvern Hills, ... 85 7. Primroses, ....... 104 8. E. E. C, from a Photograph by Francis Earl, Worcester, 1867, 143 9. The Jungfrau, .....,, 167 10. Weishorn and Mischabel, from tlie Bettensee, . . 192 11. Twilight at Varese, ...... 263 12. Caswell Bay— F. R, H, 's favourite and last walk, . . 294 The musical notation and writing of "Evermore, Evermore, Amen," which appear on the outside, cover, are copied in facsimile from the original MS. of F. R. H. M. V. G. H., Editor. zu 'iS^^y^ E watched the gradual rising of a star, Whose delicate, clear ray outshone the crowd; Gleaming between the rifts of parting cloud. Brighter above each dusky-veiling bar. [""^\ The fairy child, the glimpse of girlish face, i\ Rising to woman's dower of fairest, fullest grace. And still she rose, and still she calmly shone, "Walking in brightness ever-brightening still ; Gladdening, attracting at her queenly will, "With starlike influence. The years wore on, And Isabel, the star, the pearl, the flower. Could not but know her gift, the secret of her power. " Never so lovely as to-night," they said, Again and yet again ! There came a night "When many owned afresh the royal might Of beauty, as she came ■\\'ith snowfall tread, And summer smile, and simple maiden dross, Crowned only Avith the light und her own loveliness. " Under His SJiadoiv! ./> And the next day she was a little tired ; And the next night the rose had somewhat paled. The fair pearl glistened, yet it somewhat failed Of the past gleam, the radiance all-admired. From the soft emerald of the wind-waved grass. How soon the diamond sparkle of the dew must pass ! And the next week the sunbeams vainly sought An entrance, where their merry rival lay Fevered and weary ; while, from day to day The quick pulse wasted what short slumber brought Of slow renewing. So the dark mist fell, And hid the starry fire that all had loved so well. Again she shone, when from that dark mist freed. But with that singular radiance never more ; The brightening upward path so quickly o'er. The solemn westward curve begun indeed ! The unconscious zenith of her lovely light For ever left behind on that gay triumph-night ! -'^ II. o > for the Alps ! The weary plains of France, And the night-shadows, leaving far behind, "For pearl horizons with pure summits lined, On through the Jura-gorge, in swift advance Speeds Arthur, with keen hope and buoyant glee, \S^ On to tlie mountain land, home of the strong ana hJ free ! ^ Zenith. On ! to the morning flush of gold and rose ; On ! to the torrent and the hoaiy pine ; On ! to the stillness of life's utmost line ; On ! to the crimson fire of sunset snows. Short starlit rest, then with the dawn's first streak, On ! to the silent crown of some lone icy peak ! 'Twas no nerve-straining effort, then, for him To emulate the chamois-hunter's leap Across the wide rock-chasm, or the deep And darkly blue crevasse with treacherous rim, Or climb the sharp arete, or slope of snow, With Titan towers above, and cloud-filled gulfs below. It was no Aveariness or toil to count Hour after hour in that weird white realm, With guide of Alp-renown to touch the helm j\ Of practised instinct, rocky spires to mount, ,v Or track the steepest glacier's fissured length, In the abounding joy of his unconquered strength. But it was gladness none can realize ' . Who have not felt the wild Excelsior thrill, The strange exhilarate energies, that fill The bounding pulses, as the intenser skies Embrace the infinite whiteness, clear and fair, Inhaling vigorous life with that quick crystal air. That Alpine witchery still onward lures, Upward, still upward, till the fatal list Grows longer of the earlv mourned and missed : Leading where surest foot no more ensures The life that is not ours to throw away For the exciting joys of one brief summer day. 6 Under His Shadotu." For there are sudden dangers none foreknow ; The scarlet-threaded rope can never mock The sound-loosed avalanche, frost-cloven rock, Or whirling storm of paralyzing snow. But Arthur's foot was kept ; no death ward slips Darkened the zenith of his strength with dire eclipse So year by year, as his rich manhood filled, He revelled in health-giving mountain feats ; Spurning the trodden tracks and curious streets, As fit for old men, and for boys unskilled ^ In Alpine arts, not strong nor bold enough To battle with the blast and scale the bluff. granite One glowing August sun went forth in might, And smote with rosy sword each snowy bi'ow, Bright accolade of grandeur ! Now, oh now, Amid that dazzling wealth of purest light, His long ambition should be crowned at last, < And every former goal rejoicingly o'erpast. For ere the white fields softened in the glow, He stood upon a long-wooed virgin-peak. One of the few fair prizes left to seek ; Each rival pinnacle left far below ! He stood in triumph on the conquered height : And yet a shadow fell upon his first delight. A y For Avell he knew that he had surely done His utmost, and that never summer day Could bring a moment on its radiant Avay Like the first freshness of that conquest, won Where all had lost before. A sudden tear Veiled all the glorious view, so grand, so calm, so clear ! S _o "So . u Y. t— <