There’s beauty all around our paths, if but our watchful eyes Can trace it ’midst familiar things, and through their lowly guise. — Feticia D. HEMANS Look, at a poor little colorless drop of water, hanging weakly on a blade of grass. It is not beautiful at all; why should you stop to look at it? But stay till the sun has risen, and now look!

It sparkles, like a diamond! And if you look at it from another side, it glows like a ruby, and presently it gleams like an emerald. The little drop has become one of the brightest and loveliest things you ever saw. But is it its own brightness and beauty?

No; if it slipped down to the ground out of the sunshine it would be only a lowly little drop of dirty water. So, if the Sun of Righteousness, the glorious and lovely Saviour, shines upon you a little ray of His own brightness and beauty will be seen upon you. That is true beauty.