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My soul! rest happy in thy low estate,
Confess Him righteous in his just decrees,
20. SELF-LOVE AND TRUTH INCOM
ROM thorny wilds a monster came,
soul with fear and shame;
“ Whence all this terror and surprise,
No fear shall in your path be found,
Oh lovely solitude, how sweet
heart from which it came !
21. THE LOVE OF GOD, THE END
INCE life in sorrow must be spent,
So be it I am well content,
And meekly wait my
Love is our only business here,
22. LOVE FAITHFUL IN THE AB
SENCE OF THE BELOVED.
N vain ye woo me to your harmless joys,
and noise ; Your shades, the witnesses of
many a vow, Breathed forth in happier days, are irksome now: Denied that smile 'twas once my heaven to see, Such scenes, such pleasures, are all past with me.
In vain He leaves me, I shall love him still; And though I mourn, not murmur at his will;
I I have no cause--an object all divine Might well grow weary of a foul like mine; Yet pity me, great God! forlorn, alone, Heartless and hopeless, Life and Love all gone.
23. LOVE PURE AND FERVENT.
SEALOUS, and with love o'erflowing,
God demands a fervent heart;
Calls us to a grateful part.
Oh, then, with supreme affection
His paternal Will regard ! If it cost us some dejection,
Every sigh has its reward. Perfect Love has power to soften
Cares that might our peace destroy, Nay, does more—transforms them often,
Changing sorrow into joy.
And the number of our pains;
In the trials he ordains.
24. THE ENTIRE SURRENDER.
EACE has unveil'd her smiling face,
And woos thy soul to her embrace,
Enjoy'd with ease, if thou refrain From earthly love, else fought in vain; She dwells with all who Truth prefer, But seeks not them who seek not her.
Yield to the Lord, with simple heart,
shall be for ever thine : Behold the path which I have trod, My path, till I go home to God.
25. THE PERFECT SACRIFICE.
PLACE an offering at thy shrine,
From taint and blemish clear, Simple and pure in its design, Of all that I hold dear.
I yield thee back thy gifts again,
Thy gifts which most I prize;
The notice of thine eyes. .
But if, by thine adored decree,
That blessing be denied ;
My every wish subside.
Thy will in all things I approve,
Exalted or cast down!
And even in thy frown.
26. GOD HIDES HIS PEOPLE.
O lay the soul that loves him low,
Becomes the Only-wise :
The children of the skies.