4 Poor virtues, that he boasted so, This test unable to endure,-
Let CHRIST, and grace, and glory go ..To make his land and money sure. 5 Ah, foolish choice of treasures here! Ah, fatal love of tempting gold! Must this base world be bought so dear, And life and heaven so cheaply sold? 6 In vain the charms of nature shine If this vile passion governs me; Transform my soul, O love divine! And make me part with all for thee.
DR. WATTS'S SERMONS.
521 S. M. Eagle Street New 55. Harbro 142. How shall a young Man cleanse his Way? Psal. cxix. 9.
WITH humble heart and tongue, My GOD! to thee I pray;
O make me learn, whilst I am young, How I may cleanse my way.
Now in my early days, Teach me thy will to know; O GOD! thy sanctifying grace Betimes on me bestow.
3 Make an unguarded youth The object of thy care;
Help me to choose the way of truth,
And fly from every snare. My heart, to folly prone, Renew by power divine; Unite it to thyself alone,
And make me wholly thine,"
5* O let thy word of grace
My warmest thoughts employ; Be this, thro' all my following days,
My treasure and my joy. To what thy laws impart Be my whole soul inclin'd;
O let them dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind.
May thy young servant learn By these to cleanse his way;
And may I here the path discern
That leads to endless day. DR. FAWCETT.
FOR A SUNDAY SCHOOL.
522 8.8.6. Broadmead 150. Chatham 59.
The Importance of Educating Youth.
NOW let our hearts conspire to raise A cheerful anthem to his praise. Who reigns enthron'd above: Let music, sweet as incense, rise With grateful odours to the skies, The work of joy and love.
2 Teach us to bow before thy face; Nor let our hearts forget thy grace, Or slight thy providence; When lost in ignorance we lay, To vice and death an easy prey, Thy goodness snatch'd us thence. Congregation.
3 0 what a numerous race we see, In ignorance and misery, Unprincipled, untaught!
Shall they continue still to lie In ignorance and misery?" We cannot bear the thought.
4 Give, LORD! each liberal soul to prove The joys of thine exhaustless love; And, while thy praise we sing, May we the sacred scriptures know, And, like the blessed JESUS grow, That earth and heaven may ring. 672 X 3
5 We feel a sympathizing heart; LORD! 'tis a pleasure to impart; To thee thine own we give: Hear thou our cry, and pitying see, O let these children live to thee, O let these children live.
523 (1st P.) C. M. Bath Chapel 26. Crowle 3.
LEST is the man whose heart expands At melting pity's call,
And the rich blessings of whose hands Like heavenly manna fall.
2 Mercy, descending from above, In softest accents pleads;
O! may each tender bosom move, When mercy intercedes!
3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's
To guide untutor'd youth, And lead the mind that went astray To virtue and to truth.
4 Children our kind protection claim, And God will well approve,
When infants learn to lisp his name, And their Creator love.
5 Delightful work! young souls to win, And turn the rising race From the deceitful paths of sin, To seek redeeming grace.
6 Almighty God! thy influence shed To aid this good design:
The honours of thy name be spread, And all the glory thine.
523 (2d P.) L. M. Angel's Hymn 60. Bab. Streams 23.
Thoughtful Children of a Sunday School.
1 LORD, while the little heathens bend
And call some wooden god their friend, Or stand and see, with bitter cries, Their mothers burnt before their eyes; 2 While many a dear and tender child Is thrown to bears and tigers wild, Or left upon the river's brink,
To suffer more than heart can think; 3 Behold! what mercies we possess! How far beyond our thankfulness! Cheerful and happy here we stand, To serve thee, in a Christian land. 4 0! when that awful day shall rise When CHRIST shall come in yonder skies, And we must answer, one by one, For every deed our hands have done, 5 LORD, let it not be said of us
That heathens could not have been worse, But may we now that pardon crave, Which can the guiltiest sinner save. 6 With all the bright and happy crowd, We then would praise thee, long and loud; And O! to little heathens send,
The news of CHRIST, the sinner's friend.
523 (3d P.) C. M. James's 163. Tiverton 109.
1 TORD, teach a little child to pray, Thy grace betimes impart;
And grant thy Holy Spirit may Renew my infant heart.
2 A sinful creature I was born, And from the womb have stray'd;
I must be wretched and forlorn
Without thy mercies' aid.
3 But CHRIST can all my sins forgive, And wash away their stain, And fit my soul with him to live, And in his kingdom reign. 4 To him let little Children come, For he has said they may; His bosom then shall be their home, Their tears he'll wipe away: 5 For all that early seek his face Shall surely taste his love; JESUS shall guide them by his grace,
To dwell with him above.
524 (1st P.) C.M. Bangor 231. Wantage 204.
Old Age approaching; or, Man frail and mortal.
1 ETERNAL GOD! enthron'd on high! Whom angel-hosts adore;
Who yet to suppliant dust art nigh; Thy presence I implore.
2 O guide me down the steep of age, And keep my passions cool: Teach me to scan the sacred page, And practise every rule.
3 My flying years time urges on, What's human must decay;
My friends, my young companions gone, Can I expect to stay?
44 Can I exemption plead, when death Projects his awful dart?
Can med'cines then prolong my breath, Or virtue shield my heart?
5 Ah! no-then smooth the mortal hour, On thee my hope depends: Support me with almighty power, While dust to dust descends..
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