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For thou art just, and good, and wise:
O bend my will to thine!
O give me strength to bear;
And trust a Father's care. 5 If anguish rend this frame,
And life almost depart:
To cheer my drooping heart? 6
Thy ways are little known
To my weak erring sight;
Ever gracious, ever wise! All my times are in thy hand,
All events at thy command.
Thou wilt guide me to the tomb;
Order'd by thy wise deeree:
Times of penury and wealth;
• Plagues and deaths around me fly;
Till he bids I cannot die;
(332.) L. M.
Who, from the cradle to the shroud,
O why should mortal man be proud?
Then vanish, and no more are found:
A breath may level with the ground.
With trembling step he seeks his way:
Of reason’s lamp how faint the ray!
Are crowded in life's little span:
That erring, guilty creature, man!
Give me a meek and lowly mind;
(340.) C. M.
Fruits of love. 1 Cor. 13.
Their faith and zeal declare:
If love be wanting there.
Nor is provok'd in haste;
3 Malice and rage, those fires of hell,
She quenches with her tongue; Hopes and believes and thinks no ill,
Tho' she endures the wrong.
The scandals of the time;
Nor envies those that climb.
To seek her neighbour's good.
And save us by his blood.
In all the realms above;
(552.) S. M. 432.
Love to the brethren.
Our hearts in Christian love!
Is like to that above.
We pour our ardent pray’rs:
Our comforts and our cares.
Our mutual burdens bear;
The sympathizing tear.
It gives us inward pain:
And hope to meet again.
And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity. 433.
(554.) L. M.
In union sweet, according minds!
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear!
What watchful love, what holy fear!
Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow
For human guilt and mortal wo;
Like mingling flames in sacrifice.
Where God reveals his awful face;
There's none but kindred souls can tell. 5 Nor shall the glowing flame expire
'Midst nature's drooping sick’ning fire: Soon shaļl they meet in realms above, Ą heav'n of joy, because of love.
(357.) S. M. 434.
Brotherly love. 'Lo what a pleasing sight
Are brethren that agree?
In bonds of piety!
Sych streams of comfort flow
Nor honours can bestow, & All in their stations move, And each performs lais parte
In all the cares of life and love,
With sympathizing heart. 4
Form'd for the purest joys,
By one desire possest,
To make each other blest.
Where such affections meet;
Make their communion sweet. 6 'Tis the same pleasure fills
The breast in worlds above; Where joy like morning-dew distils, And all the air is love.
C. M. 135.
Submission. Heb. xii. 7.
And help me to resign
And make thy pleasure mine.
Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand,
That wipes away my tears?
What most I prize to thee,
Nor wilt withhold, from me,
Thou art engag'd to grant:
'Tis better still to want.
Shall I resist them both?