derelict upon the ocean. Oh, that I may be sure that thou seest me, that thou hast some thoughts of love concerning me! How precious are thy thoughts unto me, O God! If I do not know that thou thinkest of me, I pine, I die. Speak, Lord, just to show that thou dost notice me. I am not worthy that thou shouldst regard me; but still speak to me, Lord, that I may know that thou dost observe me.” More than that, this desire of the soul is a longing to be called by God. When the Lord said to the child,