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Be thou my guide;
Bid darkness turn to day,
Wipe sorrow's tears away,
Nor let me ever stray

From thee aside.
3 When ends life's transient dream,
When death's cold sullen stream

Shall o'er me roll,
O Father, then in love,
Fear and distress remove,
And bear me safe above,-

A ransomed soul.



1 Soft are the fruitful showers that bring
The welcome promise of the spring,

And soft the vernal gale:
Sweet the wild warblings of the grove,
The voice of nature and of love,

That gladden every vale.
2 But softer in the mourner's ear
Sounds the mild voice of mercy near,

That whispers sins forgiven;
And sweeter far the music swells,
When io the raptured soul she tells

Of peace and promised heaven.
3 Fair are the flowers that deck the ground
And groves and gardens blooming round,

Unnumbered charms unfold :
Bright is the sun's meridian ray,
And bright the beams of setting day,

That robe the clouds in gold.
4 But far more fair the pious breast,
In richer robes of goodness dressed,
Where heaven's own graces shine

And brighter far the prospects rise,
That burst on faith's delighted eyes,

From glories all divine.



L. M.

Peace after a Storm.
1 When darkness long has veiled my mind,

And smiling day once more appears,
Then, my Creator! then I find

The folly of my doubts and fears.
2 Straight I upbraid my wandering heart,

And blush that I should ever be
Thus prone to act so base a part,

Or harbor one hard thought of thee.
3 0! let me then at length be taught,

What I am still so slow to learn,-
That God is love, and changes not,

Nor knows the shadow of a turn.
4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat !

But when my faith is sharply tried,
I find myself a learner yet,

Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.
5 But, O my God! one look from thee

Subdues the disobedient will,
Drives doubt and discontent away,

And thy rebellious child is still.


For a Life devoted to God's Glory.
. O Thou, who hast at thy command

The hearts of all men in thy hand !
Our wayward, erring hearts incline
To have no other will but thine.

2 Our wishes, our desires, control;
Mould every purpose of the soul;
O’er all may we victorious be

That stands between ourselves and thep
3 Thrice blest will all our blessings be,

When we can look through them to thee,
When each glad heart its tribute pays

Of love, and gratitude, and praise.
4 And while we to thy glory live,

May we to thee all glory give,
Until the final summons come,
That calls thy willing servants home.


L. M.

Ye shall know them by their Pruits.
1 So let our lips and lives express

The holy gospel we profess :
So let our works and virtues shine,

To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad

The honors of our Saviour, God,
When the salvation reigns within,

And grace subdues the power of sin
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,

Passion and envy, lust and pride,
While justice, temperance, truth and love

Our inward piety approve.
4 Religion bears our spirits up,

While we expect that blessed hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.



The Christian's Life and his Hope.
1 A SOLDIER's course, from battles won

To new-commencing strife;
A pilgrim's, restless as the sun

Behold the Christian's life!
20! let us seek our heavenly home,

Revealed in sacred lore;
The land whence pilgrims never roam,

Where soldiers war no more;
3 Where grief shall never wound, nor death,

Beneath the Saviour's reign;
Nor sin, with pestilential breath,

His holy realm profane ;
4 The land where, suns and moons unknown,

And night's alternate sway,
Jehovah's ever-burning throne

Upholds unbroken day;
5 Where they who meet shall never part;

Where grace achieves its plan;
And God, uniting every heart,

Dwells face to face with man.


L. M.

E. TAYLOR. Thou shalt love the Lord thy God.1 " Thus shalt thou love the Almighty Lord,

With all thy heart, and soul, and mind •
So speaks to man that sacred word,

For counsel and reproof designed. 2 « With all thy heart;” no idol thing,

Though close around the heart it twine,
Its interposing shade must fling,
To darken that pure love of thine.


3 “ With all thy mind ;" each varied power,

Creative fancy, musings high,
And thoughts that glance behind, before

These must religion sanctify. 4. “ With soul and strength ;" thy days of ease

While vigor nerves each youthful limb, And hope and joy, and health and peace,

All must be freely brought to him.


C. M.

Walking with God.
1 THRICE happy souls, who, born from heaven

While yet they sojourn here,
Do all their days with God begin,

And spend them in his fear.

2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present

Its incense to thy throne;
And while the world our hands employs,

Our hearts be thine alone.

3 As sanctified to noblest ends,

Be each refreshment sought;
And by each various providence

Some wise instruction brought. 4 When to laborious duties called,

Or by temptations tried,
We'll seek the shelter of thy wings,

And in thy strength confide.
6 In solid, pure delights like these,

Let all our days be past ;
Nor shall we then impatient wish,
Nor shall we fear, the last.

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