Fixt they serve their Master's Will ! No one knows what they can do, Nor what Strength their Breast doth fill. 4 Still in the inner Man Converse with him they can: 5 More yet their wondrous Way Shines to the perfect Day: Difengag'd from Trifles here, Up He holds their Hearts to Him The Lamb once flaughter'd lies: I H XLII. .1 OW happy is the Heart, Tis found in ev'ry Part, It needs but crave Thy kind Support, And o'er Life's Wave it walks unhurt. Our former Thoughts we leve, And new ones get by Grace; The Moment we believe," Into Faith's World we pafs : Around us fprings, by Gofpel Light, A Face of Things more fair and bright. 3 Paffions no more torment Our Souls with bitter Strife; To us, in Love, is fent Whate'er we meet in Life : 'Tis Chrift we ferve, and His fure Care Will us preferve where'er we are. 4 We deeply pity then Th' uneafy Lufts that burn The Breafts of other Men; But not to them return We nothing lack, nor look behind, 5 Since, Lord, we ne'er are well Remove it from our Sight': Ne'er let us fall to Reas'nings blind, Which fo enthrall the faithlefs Mind. H XLIII. OW happy we when Guilt is gone! The fame Occafions ftill come on, 2 Call'd are we to Fatigue and Toil Will fmile, and fay he's blefs'd! Which betwixt us and Mifery Of ev'ry Kind doth ftand. 'Hi XLIV. From the German, No. 253. V. 19. OW rich! how happy is the Soul, Thou faithful Steward of the Whole, our ev'ry Want? 4 How fhall we speak our Our Words cannot the half exprefs; But this Thou know'it, for Thee we pant, For Reft in all our deep Diftrefs. 5 Here in the Duft Thy Creatures fee, Now may our Faith lay hold on Thee, 6 O Love, thou bought'ft us with Thy Blood, Now then a hearty Pity fhew; If yonder Manfon be too good, Thou haft fome other that will do. 7 Oh! leave not one without the Door, Thou with Thy Father intercede! Oh! haften to relieve the Poor, And for the heav'nly Drawings plead. 8 Thou didst blow up the Gates of Death," And Sin Thou didst and Hell o'ercome, Thou Conqu'for, break our Bonds Thy Breath Difperfe all Clouds, and make us Room. 9 Let us who would be led by Thee, O foon let all poor Sinners hear Thy gracious Words, My Grace is Free, The Door is open, go in there. XLV. row rich the Grace, how great the Love, How How glorious is the Name Of Jefus, Saviour, Chrift the Lord, 2 What Words can fpeak his endlefs Praife, What Heart can it conceive; |