. 199. L. M. MRS STEELE. Light and comfort from the scriptures. 1 TO Gon, its Source, my soul aspires; Come, LORD! and fill my vast desires: Be thou my portion; here I rest, Since of my utmost wish possest. 2 O! let thy sacred word impart Its gen'rous influence to my heart; With pow'r, and light, and love divine, Assure my soul that thou art mine. 3 The blissful word, with joy replete, Shall bid my gloomy fears retreat; And heav'n-born hope, serenely bright, Shine cheerful through this mortal night. 4 Then shall my joyful spirit rise On wings of faith above the skies; And when these transient scenes are o'er, And this vain world shall tempt no more; 5 O! may I reach the blissful plains, Where thy unclouded glory reigns; And dwell for ever near thy throne, In joys to mortal thought unknown. 200. L. M. DODDRIDGE. Scripture teachings, and their happy conse quences. O dart, with energy unknown, 2 Thy sacred book we would survey, 3 So shall our children learn the road, Shall infant minds with knowledge shine. 4 So shall the haughtiest soul submit, With children plac'd at Jesus' feet; The noisy swell of pride shall cease, And thy sweet voice be heard in peace. 201. C. M. COWPER. The light and glory of the world. 1 WHAT glory gilds the sacred page, Majestic like the sun! It gives a light to ev'ry age; It gives, but borrows none. 2 The hand that gave it, still supplies 3 Let everlasting thanks be thine, 4 My soul rejoices to pursue Р CO Till glory break upon my view 202. C. M. WATTS. Delight in scripture. 1 O HOW I love thy holy law! And thence my meditations draw 2 How doth thy word my heart engage! 3 Am I a stranger, or at home, Not honey, dropping from the comb, 4 No treasures so enrich the mind; 5 When nature sinks, and spirits droop, Are pillars to support my hope; 203. C. M. Reason a divine gift. 1 WHAT heav'nly wisdom has bestow'd, O! let not man despise; Reason's a gift our praise demands; 2 How could we know or value truth 1 2 3 4 204. S. M. SCOTT. The right and duty of private judgment. IMPOSTURE shrinks from light, But sacred truths the test invite, O may we still maintain A meek inquiring mind; Assur'd we shall not search in vain, With understanding blest, Our faith on man we dare not rest, LORD! give the light we need; 205. L. M. MERRICK. Religion without superstition. 1 FAR hence each superstition vain, Do thou thy vital strength afford ; |