"DEAREST BISHOP,--Dr. N. preached his first sermon, as our Rector, yesterday; and may I not ask your prayers that his ministry may be blessed to our eternal good."
Pray for your Pastor!--that, I will;
That, his great trust, he may fulfil,
To feed the flock of God:
The lost, to seek; the young, to train;
The timid, cheer; the bold, restrain;
With pastoral staff and rod.
Pray for your Pastor!--that, I do:
That all his words be wise and true;
And all his prayers sincere;
His teachings, what the Church approves;
His conduct, such as Jesus loves;
His conscience, always clear.
Pray for your Pastor!--certainly
Else, what a Bishop I should be!
How else, the trial meet;
When, at the throne of Christ, I stand,
Pastors and flocks, on either hand,
To lay them, at His feet.
Sweet soul, your Bishop needs your prayers,
In all his trials, toils and cares,
His watchings and his tears:
And, ask your Pastor's, for mm, too;
That He may stand, erect and true,
When Christ, the Judge appears.
RIVERSIDE, September 19, 1857.