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337. L. M. ENFIELD.

Humility. 1 WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay,

Who, from the cradle to the shroud,
Lives but the insect of a day-

O why should mortal man be proud ? 2 His brightest visions just appear,

Then vanish, and no more are found;
The stateliest pile his pride can rear,

A breath may level with the ground. 3 By doubt perplexed, in error lost,

With trembling step he seeks his way:
How vain of wisdom's gift the boast !

Of reason's lamp, how faint the ray! 4 Follies and sins, a countless sum,

Are crowded in life's little span :
How ill, alas ! does pride become

That erring, guilty creature, man! 5 God of my life! Father divine !

Give me a meek and lowly mind :
In modest worth, O let me shine,

peace in humble virtue find.


Christian Patience.
1 Wait on the Lord, ye heirs of hope,

And let his words support your souls;
Well can he bear

your courage up,
And all your foes and fears control.

2 He waits his own well-chosen hour

The intended mercy to display:
And his paternal pities move,

While wisdom dictates the delay.
3 Blest are the humble souls, that wait

With sweet submission to his will;
Harmonious all their passions move,

And in the midst of storms are still ;4 Still, till their Father's well-known voice

Wakens their silence into songs;
Then earth grows vocal with his praise,
And heaven the grateful shout prolongs.

839. C. M.

Liberality rewarded. Ps. 112.
1 HAPPY is he that fears the Lord,

And follows his commands;
Who lends the poor without reward,

Or gives with liberal hands.
2 As pity dwells within his breast

To all the sons of need,
So God shall answer his request

With blessings on his seed. 3 No evil tidings shall surprise

His well established mind;
His soul to God, his refuge, flies,

And leaves his fears behind. 4 In times of general distress,

Some beams of light shall shine,
To show the world his righteousness,

And give him peace divine.

5 His works of piety and love

Remain before the Lord :
Honor on earth, and joys above,

Shall be his sure reward.

340. L. M. Watts. Blessings of the Pious and Charitable. Ps. 112. 1 Thrice happy man, who fears the Lord,

Loves his commands, and trusts his word: Honor and peace his days attend,

And blessings to his seed descend. 2 Compassion dwells upon his mind,

To works of mercy still inclined;
He lends the poor some present aid,

Or gives them, not to be repaid. 3 When times grow dark, and tidings spread

That fill his neighbors round with dread, His heart is armed against the fear,

For God, with all his power, is there. 4 His soul, well fixed upon the Lord,

Draws heavenly courage from his word;
Amidst the darkness light shall rise,
To cheer his heart and bless his eyes.

341. C. M. J. NEWTON.

True and false Zeal.
1 Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame

The fire of love supplies;
While that which often bears the name,

Is self, in a disguise.

2 True zeal is merciful and mild,

Can pity and forbear;
The false is headstrong, fierce and wild,

And breathes revenge and war. 3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of

But self contends for names and forms,

Its party to increase.
4 Self may its poor reward obtain,

And be applauded here;
But zeal the best applause will gain

When Jesus shall appear.
5 O God, the idol self dethrone,

And from our hearts remove;
And let no zeal by us be shown,

But that which springs from love.

342. L. M. Scott.

Forms of Devotion vain without Virtue. 1 The uplifted eye and bended knee

Are but vain homage, Lord, to thee:
In vain our lips thy praise prolong,

The heart a stranger to the song.
2 Can rites, and forms, and flaming zeal,

The breaches of thy precepts heal?
Or fasts and penance reconcile

Thy justice, and obtain thy smile ?
3 The pure, the humble, contrite mind,

Sincere, and to thy will resigned,
To theé a nobler offering yields,
Than Sheba’s groves, or Sharon's fields.

4 Love God and man--this great command

Doth on eternal pillars stand:
This did thine ancient prophets teach,
And this thy well-beloved preach.


I.. M. Watts.

Walking by Faith.
1 'Tis by the faith of joys to come

We walk through deserts dark as night;
Till we arrive at heaven, our home,

Faith is our guide, and faith our light. 2 The want of sight she well supplies;

She makes the pearly gates appear;
Far into distant worlds she flies,

And brings eternal glories near.
3 Cheerful we tread the desert through,

While faith inspires a heavenly ray;
Though lions roar, and tempests blow,

And rocks and dangers fill the way. 4 So Abraham, by divine command,

Left his own house to walk with God:
His faith beheld the promised land,
And fired his zeal along the road.

344. 7s. M. J. TAYLOR.

The accepted Offering.
1 Father of our feeble race,

Wise, beneficent, and kind,
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfined :

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