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2 Remember thy Creator, God!
For Him thy powers employ
Thy confidence and joy.
Through life's uncertain sea, Till thou art landed on the coast
of bless'd eternity. 4 Then seek the Lord betimes, and choose
The path of heavenly truth; This earth affords no lovelier sight Than a religicus youth.
494. C. M. Cowper. Youth expostulated with.
it of pure and heavenly root; But fairest in the youngest shows,
And yields the sweetest fruit. 2 Ye careless ones, now hear betimes,
The voice of sovereign love! Your youth is stain'd with many a crime,
But mercy reigns above.
O, join the public prayer!
O shed, yourselves, a tear! 4 We pray that you may early
495. C. M. Walls.
And told thy wondrous ways.
2 Wilt Thou forsake my hoary hairs,
And leave my fainting heart? Who shall sustain my sinking years,
If God, my strength, depart?
To the surviving age,
When I shall quit the stage.
Attends my next remove;
Teach the wide world thy love.
496. C. M. Altered. Boast not thyself of tomorrow. Prov. xxvi. 1.
, , Wnich now thine ear accosts! May I attend it, gracious Lord,
• Nor of to-morrow boast.'
What millions have I lost!
Nor of to-morrow boast.'
My soul may meet its doom; Now let me for salvation haste,
To-morrow ne'er may come.
And in his name believe,
To-morrow may deceive.
Ånd I am out of hell ;Today I am on mercy's ground,
To-morrow-who can tell ?
497. L. M. Altered.
Whither góest thou ?
Let me attend thy sacred word,
This question, · Whither goest thou ? 2 Is it to death, and to thy bar,
To unseen worlds where spirits are,
Fixt there for ever to remain ?
To this vain world in which I dwell;
My coul, then, · Whither goest thou ?? 40 that the aged, and the young,
And all the worldly, busy throng,
498. L. M. Watts. Life the day of grace and hope. Eccl. ix. 4, 5, 6. 10
The time t' insure the great reward,
is And while the lamp holds out to burn,
The vilest sinner may return.
To escape from hell, and fly to heaven,
Secure the blessings of the day.
My hands with all your might pursue,
Nor faith, nor hope, beneath the ground. 4 There'are no acts of pardon past
In the cold grave to which we haste;
499. C. M. Addison. Providential mereies reviewed. Psalm ciji 145
WHEN all thy mercies, my God,
I wonder, love, and praise.
T'hy tender care bestow'd, Before my infant heart conceiv'd
From whom those comforts flow'd. 3. When in the slippery paths of youth,
With heedless steps l ran,
And led me up to man.
My daily thanks employ ;
That tastes those gifts with joy. 5 Through every periou of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
The pleasing theme renew. 6 Through all eternity to thee
A grateful song I'll raise ;
To utter all thy praise.
500. C. M. Watts..
Mine ears, attend the cry!
Where you must shortly lie.
2 Great God! is this our certain doom?
And are we still secure!
And yet prepard no more!
To fit our souls to fly;
And mount above the sky.
501. S. M. Epis. Coll.
God my Refuge in Death.
A hiding place with God,
To share his blest abode! 2 Cheer'd by this hope, I wait,
Through toil, and carr, and grief, Till my appointed course is ran,
And death shall bring relief.
502. C. M. Steele.
By death's resistless hand,
Which pity must demand.
Oh, may this truth, imprest
Sink deep in every breast !
Behold the gaping tomb!
To-morrow death may come.
May every heart obey ;
Which calls to watch and pray