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3 There, if thy spirit touch the soul,
O with what peace, and joy, and love,
4 There, like the nightingale, she pours
Nor asks a witness of her song,
He that hath the Son hath Life.
10 HAPPY Christian, who can boast
Happy, though humbled in the dust;
2 He lives the life of heaven below,
Eternal streams from Christ shall flow,
3 That life we ask with bended knee,
C. M. CowPER.
Backsliding and Returning.
1 DEAR Lord, accept a sinful heart, Which of itself complains;
And mourns with much and frequent smart,
2 How eager are our thoughts to roam
3 Oh cleanse us in our Saviour's blood,
Make us, O Lord, thy blest abode,
Returning and choosing God.
OUR souls, review the time
We cried aloud for aid divine,
4 With them the path we'll trace,
With them we'll sing redeeming grace, Along the joyful road.
5 Within his sacred walls,
We shall be ever blest;
We'll follow where our Father calls,
C. M. DOBELL'S COLL
1 AGAIN, indulgent Lord, return,
2 Awake, our love, our faith, our hope, Our fortitude, and joy ;
Vain world, begone-let things above
3 Whilst thee, our Saviour, and our God, We would for ever own;
Drive each rebellious, rival lust,
4 Instruct our minds-our wills subdue,
Devoted to thy praise.
P. M. VERMONT COLL.
The fear of the Lord is to hate evil.
1 NOW whilst we try our hearts
Each conscience can assert
We cannot tread the paths of sin, We long for holiness within. 2 Yes, holiness of heart,
We would more largely share; We mourn with inward smart The evils that are there.
We hate our thoughts when they are vain, We would from every sin abstain. 3 We hate our wretched pride,
Our covetous desires;
For God the heart requires.
We love t' obey thy word,
To thee we now resign each heart,
C. M. VERMONT COLL.
Jesus Christ, both theirs and ours.
1 SWEET are the gifts which gracious heav'n On true believers pours;
But the best gift is grace to know
2 Our Jesus! what rich drops of bliss
3 Differ we may in age and state,
4 Let those who know our Jesus not,
5 When hope with elevated flight,
6 Time, which this world with all its joys
L. M. DODDRIDGE.
Strength equal to our day.
1 NOW let the feeble all be strong,
A faithful God restrains their hands,
L. M. GIBBONS.
Imitation of Christ's Beneficence.
3 That man may last but never lives,
4 But he who marks, from day to day,
Against Persecution and Intolerance. 1 ABSURD and vain attempt! to bind With iron chains the free-born mind; To force conviction, and reclaim
The wand'ring, by destructive flame.
3 Jesus, thy gentle law of love
L. M. JARVIS.
Integrity, fortitude, and joy.
1 THE man, whose firm and equal mind To solid glory is inclin'd,
Determin'd will his path pursue, And keep the godlike prize in view. 2 His calm, undaunted, manly breast, Of virtue, honour, truth possest, Will stem the torrent of the age, And fearless tread this mortal stage. 3 Amidst th' assailing ills of life, Pride, passion, malice, envy, strife; He'll act his part without disguise, Intrepid, generous, just and wise. 4 In conscious rectitude secure, This man, unshaken, shall endure Of human woes the num'rous train, Oppression, bondage, sickness, pain. 5 And when, at last, th' eternal Power Shall fix th' irrevocable hour; That solemn hour which none can fly, Since 'tis decreed that all must die: