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L. M. NORTON.
Trust and Submission. | My God, I thank thee! may no thought
E’er deem thy chastisements severe;
Calm each wild wish, each idle fear. 2 Thy mercy bids all nature bloom;
The sun shines bright, and man is gay;
That darkens o'er his little day.
Thy frail and erring child must know:
Nor does one tear unheeded flow. 4 Thy various messengers employ;
Thy purposes of love fulfil;
330. L. M.
A stranger to myself and thee:
love. 2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
3 Call me away from flesh and sense:
One sovereign word can draw me thence: I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn,
Let noise and vanity be gone:
331. C. M. CowPER.
From strife and tumult far;
Its most successful war.
With prayer and praise agree;
For those who follow thee.
her mean abode,
She communes with her God.
Her solitary lays;
Nor thirsts for human praise.
Sweet source of light divine,
My Father—thou art mine!
6 What thanks I owe thee, and what love,
A boundless, endless store,
When time shall be no more.
C. M. DODDRIDGE.
He that hath the Son hath Life.
" The Son of God is mine!”
Rich in this gift divine.
And shall forever live;
And endless vigor give.
Nor will the Lord deny;
Its humble suppliants die.
We wish continued breath;
That praise can live in death.
333. S. M. ANONYMOUS.
The Blessing of Meekness.
Whose doctrine is divine;
And bright in heaven will shine.
2 While here on earth they stay,
Calm peace with them shall dwell; And cheerful hope and heavenly joy
Beyond what tongue can tell. 3 The God of peace is theirs;
They own his gracious sway; And yielding all their wills to him,
His sovereign laws obey. 4. No angry passions move,
No envy fires the breast;
That we this influence feel, That all we hope, or wish, may be
Subjected to thy will.
334. S. M. DODDRIDGE.
Ornament of a meek and quiet Spirit. 1 How glorious, Lord, art thou !
How bright thy splendors shine! Whose rays, reflected, gild thy saints
With ornaments divine.
2 With lowliness and love,
Wisdom and courage meet; The grateful heart, the cheerful eye,
How reverend and how sweet! 3 In beauties such as these,
Thy children now are drest;
In regions of the blest.
C. M. WATTA.
Search, gracious God, and see;
Lord, I appeal to thee.
And all my carriage mild;
And quiet as a child.
Shall have a large reward :
And trust a faithful Lord.
SPÍRIT OF THE PSALMS.
"Oh learn of me, ye sons of pride; For I am lowly, humble, meek,
No haughty looks high thoughts bespeak!' 2 Yes, blest Immanuel ! thou wast mild,
Patient, and gentle as a child;