Let saints in sorrow lie resigned, 470. L. M. Humility. ENFIELD. 1 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 His brightest visions just appear, Then vanish, and no more are found; With trembling step he seeks his way: Are crowded in life's little span : Give me a meek and lowly mind : In modest worth, O, let me shine, And peace in humble virtue find. 471. C. M. Prudence. 1 O, 'T IS a lovely thing to see WATTS Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree 2 When envy, strife, and wars begin, Mark how the sons of peace come in, 3 Their minds are humble, mild, and meck, Nor passion moves their lips to speak, 4 Their lives are prudence mixed with love; They join the serpent with the dove, 472. L. M. The Blessing of Meekness. 1 HAPPY the meek, whose gentle breast, 2 His heart no broken friendships sting, 3 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild, And bless us as we aim to bless. 1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God, Transported with the view, I'm lost 2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul From whom those comforts flowed. 3 When in the slippery paths of youth SCOTT. ADDISON. WATTS. Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe, 4 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou 5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts Hidden Life of the Christian. 1 O HAPPY soul that lives on high, 2 His conscience knows no secret stings, Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God, Where neither eyes nor ears have been, 5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne Content and pleased to live unknown, Christian Courage and Self-denial. 1 AM I a soldier of the cross, 2 Must I be carried to the skies While others fought to win the prize, Is this vile world a friend to grace, 4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign; WATTS. 5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, And soon with Christ shall reign. In robes of victory through the skies, The Christian encouraged. 1 GIVE to the winds thy fears; Hope and be undismayed; MORAVIAN. God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears; 2 Through waves, through clouds, and storms, 3 Thou seest our weakness, Lord, 4 Let us, in life or death, Boldly thy truth declare! And publish, with our latest breath, 477. C. M. The whole Armor. ANONYMOUS. 1 O, SPEED thee, Christian, on thy way, 2 There is a battle to be fought, 3 O, faint not, Christian, for thy sighs The race must come before the prize, 478. C. M. The Christian's Life. GISBORNE. 1 A SOLDIER'S course, from battles won To new commencing strife; Behold the Christian's life. 2 O, let us seek our heavenly home, |