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For thou art just, and good, and wise:

O bend my will to thine!
Whate'er thy will ordains,

O give me strength to bear;
Still let me know, a Father reigns,

And trust a Father's care. 5 If anguish rend this frame,

And life almost depart:
Is not thy mercy still the same,

To cheer my drooping heart? 6

Thy ways are little known

To my weak erring sight;
Yet shall my soul, believing, own,
That all thy ways are right.
My Father! blissful name!
Beyond expression dear:
If thou admit my humble claim,
I bid adieu to fear.

P. M.
429. Resignation; or, my Times are in thy land
SOVEREIGN Ru'er of the skies,

Ever gracious, ever wise! All my times are in thy hand,

All events at thy command.
% Thou didst form me in the womb,

Thou wilt guide me to the tomb;
All my times shall ever be

Order'd by thy wise deeree:
3 Times of sickness, times of health;

Times of penury and wealth;
Times of trial and of grief;
Times of triumph and relief:
Times temptation's power to prove;
Times to taste a Saviour's love;
All is fix'dthe means and end,
As shall please my heavenly Friend.


• Plagues and deaths around me fly;

Till he bids I cannot die;
Not a single shaft can hit,
Till the God of love sees fit.

(332.) L. M.

WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay

Who, from the cradle to the shroud,
Lives but the insect of a day,

O why should mortal man be proud?
2 flis brightest visions just appear,

Then vanish, and no more are found:
The stateliest pile his pride can rear,

A breath may level with the ground.
3 By doubts perplex'd, in error lost,

With trembling step he seeks his way:
How vain of wisdom's gift the boast!

Of reason’s lamp how faint the ray!
ġ Follies and crimes, a countless sum,

Are crowded in life's little span:
How ill, alas, does pride become

That erring, guilty creature, man!
s God of my life! Father divine!

Give me a meek and lowly mind;
În modest worth O let me shine,
And peace in Mumble virtue find.

(340.) C. M.

Fruits of love. 1 Cor. 13.
ET Pharisees of high esteem

Their faith and zeal declare:
All their religion is a dream,

If love be wanting there.
& Love suffers long with patient eye,

Nor is provok'd in haste;
She lets the present inj'ry die,
And long forgets the past.


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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.
4 She ne'er desires nor seeks to know

The scandals of the time;
Nor looks with pride on those below,

Nor envies those that climb.
5 She lays her own advantage by,

To seek her neighbour's good.
So God's own Son came down to die,

And save us by his blood.
6 Love is the grace that keeps her pow'r

In all the realms above;
There faith and hope are known no more,
But saints for ever love.

(552.) S. M. 432.

Love to the brethren.
LEST be the tie, that binds

Our hearts in Christian love!
The fellowship of kindred minds

Is like to that above.
Before our Father's throne,

We pour our ardent pray’rs:
Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one

Our comforts and our cares.
S We share our mutual woes,

Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows

The sympathizing tear.
When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain:
But we shall still be join'd in heart,

And hope to meet again.
From sorrow, toil, and pain,
And sin, we shall be freez

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And perfect love and friendship reign

Through all eternity. 433.

(554.) L. M.

The same.
HOW blest the sacred tie, that binde

In union sweet, according minds!
How swift the heav'nly course they run,

Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are one! 2 To each, the soul of each how dear!

What watchful love, what holy fear!
How doth the gen’rous flame within

Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin! 3 Their streaming eyes together flow

For human guilt and mortal wo;
Their ardent pray’rs together rise,

Like mingling flames in sacrifice.
4 Together both they seek the place,

Where God reveals his awful face;
How high, how strong, their raptures swell,

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?
How blest are all, whose hearts units

In bonds of piety!
From those celestial springs,

Sych streams of comfort flow
As no increase of riches brings,

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,
One aim the zeal of all employs,

To make each other blest.
No bliss can equal theirs,

Where such affections meet;
While praise devout, and mingled pray'rs

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.
1 DEAR Lord, my best desires fulfil,

And help me to resign
Life, health, and comfort, to thy will,

And make thy pleasure mine.
% Why should I shrink at thy command,

Whose love forbids my fears? Or tremble at the gracious hand,

That wipes away my tears?
$ No-let me rather freely yield

What most I prize to thee,
Who never hast a good withheld,

Nor wilt withhold, from me,
4 Tny favour, all my journey through,

Thou art engag'd to grant:
What else I want, or think I do,

'Tis better still to want.
Wisdom and mercy guide my way:

Shall I resist them both?
A poor blind creature of a day,
And crush'd before the moth?


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