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MAY ELEVENTH

And methought that beauty and terror are only one, not two;
And the world has room for love, and death, and thunder and dew;
And all the sinews of hell slumber in the summer air;
And the face of God is a rock, but the face of the rock is fair.
Beneficent streams of tears flow at the finger of pain;
And out of the cloud that smites, beneficent rivers of rain.
—Robert Louis Stevenson.

It is more shameful to be distrustful of our friends than to be deceived by them.
—La Rochefoucauld.

Thou shalt rejoice in all the good which Jehovah thy God hath given unto thee.
—Deuteronomy 26. 11.

Lord God, may I comprehend the sacredness of friendship. I thank thee for my friends, and for all the beautiful influences which they bring to my life. May I never hold friendship without the sincerity to return it. Correct my faults, and cause me to learn the secret of cheerful endurance, that I may be steadfast. Amen.