By Mary Wilder Tileston
Thou hast been my defense and refuge in the day of my trouble.
COMMIT thy way to God,
The weight which makes thee faint;
Worlds are to Him no load,
To Him breathe thy complaint.
Up! up! the day is breaking,
Say to thy cares, good-night!
Thy troubles from thee shaking,
Like dreams in day's fresh light.
WHEN you find yourself, as I dare say you sometimes do, overpowered as it were by melancholy, the best way is to go out, and do something kind to somebody or other.
Do not give way to depression,--but resign yourself to our dear Lord with the object of bearing bravely the discomforts and petty contradictions of this life.
CHARLES DE CONDREN
Never suffer yourself to be subdued by melancholy; it is amongst the things that will most injure you. It is impossible to persevere in the path of holiness, if we give not ourselves to it with joy. The love of God should impart peace to the soul.
MADAME DE GUYON