GOD'S CARE.



A LADY was once riding in her carriage over a mountain road. She saw a beautiful flower springing up by the side of a great rock.

She got down from her carriage, and thought she would take up the little flower and plant it in her green-house. But small and delicate as that flower was, she found it impossible to remove it, because its roots ran under the great rock by whose side it grew.

And as she took her seat in the carriage again, she thought to herself: "Just so Jesus, the Rock of Ages, shelters those who trust in him."

And that little rock-protected flower seemed as it grew in its beauty, to be saying to all who went by, "Jehovah-Jireh," the Lord will provide.




 

The Myrtle.