Should I distribute all my store If love to God, and love to men, The Beatitudes. "Whereby are given unto us exceeding great and precious promises."-2 Pet. i. Bless'd are the humble souls that see Treasures of grace to them are given, Bless'd are the men of broken heart, Bless'd are the meek that stand afar, God will secure their happy state, And plead their cause against the great. Bless'd are the souls that thirst for grace, Bless'd are the men whose bowels move, Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean, From the defiling power of sin; With endless pleasure they shall see, A God of spotless purity. Bless'd are the men of peaceful life, Bless'd are the suff'rers who partake WATTS. Hymn. Lord, when we bend before thy throne, And our confessions pour: Teach us to feel the sins we own, Our contrite spirits pitying see, And penitence impart, And let a healing ray from thee When our responsive tongues essay Grant that our souls may join the lay, And rise to thee in praise. When we disclose our wants in prayer, May we our wills resign, And not a thought our bosom share, Let faith each meek petition fill, And waft it to the skies, And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still That grants it or denies. Consolation in Christ. "For we have not a high priest who cannot be touched with the feeling of our infirmities; but was, in all points, tempted like as we are; yet without sin."---Heb. iv. 15. "In all their affliction he was afflicted, and the angel of his presence saved them."---Isa. lxiii. 9. When gathering clouds around I view, If ought should tempt my soul to stray If wounded love my bosom swell. When vexing thoughts within me rise, When sorrowing o'er some stone I bend, Thou Saviour seest the tears I shed; And O, when I have safely past GRANT. Hymn. From the recesses of a lowly spirit My humble prayer ascends, O Father, hear it; Upsoaring on the wings of fear and meekness, Forgive its weakness. |