3 "Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thine aspiring eye;→→

4 That prize, with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,

When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems
Shall blend in common dust.

5 My soul, with all thy wakened powers,
Survey the heavenly prize;
Nor let the glittering toys of earth
Allure thy wandering eyes.

HYMN 393. L. M. [#]
Holy Resolution.

I Ан, wretched souls, who strive in vain,
Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin!
A nobler toil may I sustain,

A nobler satisfaction win.

2 I would resolve, with all my heart,
With all my powers, to serve the Lord;
Nor from his precepts e'er depart,
Whose service is a rich reward.

3 O, be his service all my joy;

Around let my example shine, Till others love the blest employ, And join in labours so divine.

4 Be this the purpose of my soul,

My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to his supreme control,

And in his kind commands rejoice.

5 O may I never faint nor tire,

Nor wander from thy sacred ways :
Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live thy praise.

HYMN 394. S. M. [#]

Obedience to God as our Father.

1 My Father, I adore

That all-commanding name;
O may it virtue's strength restore,
And raise devotion's flame.

2 I bow at his commands,

And filial homage pay;

With heart and life, with tongue and hands,
I'll cheerfully obey.

3 No more will I transgress,

As I too oft have done,
But every sinful thought suppress,
Each sinful action shun.

4 My Father thus I'll claim,

And prove myself his son;
And, while I bear the filial name,
The filial duties own.

5 Do thou the strength impart,
This purpose to fulfil :

Lord, write thy laws upon my heart,
That I may do thy will.

HYMN 395. L. M. [#]

The Christian Warfare.

1 ARISE, my soul, shake off thy fears, And gird the gospel-armour on ; March to the gates of endless joy, Where thy great Leader, Christ, has gone. 2 Sin and the world resist thy course;

But these, my soul, are vanquished foes; For Jesus nailed them to the cross, And sang the triumph when he rose. 3 Then let my soul march boldly on, Press forward to the heavenly gate; There peace and joy eternal reign, And glittering robes for conquerors wait. 4 There shall I wear a victor's crown, And triumph in Jehovah's grace : There all the just, in chorus joined, Unite to celebrate his praise.

HYMN 396. C. M. [# or b]

Prudence.

1 FATHER of light, conduct my feet
Through life's dark, dangerous road;
Let each advancing step still bring
Me nearer to my God.

2 Let heaven-eyed prudence be my guide, And, when I go astray,

Recall my feet from folly's path,
To wisdom's better way.

3 Teach me in every various scene
To keep my end in sight;

And, whilst I tread life's mazy track,
Let wisdom guide me right.

4 That heavenly wisdom from above
Abundantly impart,

And let it guard, and guide, and warm,
And penetrate my heart.

HYMN 397. L. M. [#]

Resistance of Temptations.

1 AWAKE, my soul, lift up thine eyes,
See how thy foes against thee rise
In long array, a numerous host;
Awake, my soul, or thou art lost.
2 See how rebellious passions rage,
And fierce desires and lusts engage;
See pleasure's silken banners spread,
And willing souls are captive led.
3 I tread upon enchanted ground;
Perils and snares beset me round;
O let me, then, guard every part,
But most the traitor in my heart.

4 O teach thy servant how to wield,
Blest Saviour, thy immortal shield;
Put on thy armour, from above,
Of heavenly truth and heavenly love.

HYMN 398.

L. M. [#]

Prudent Use of Time.

1 GOD of eternity, from thee

Did infant time his being draw: Moments, and days, and months, and years, Revolve by thine unvaried law.

2 The thoughtless tribes of mortal men Along the mighty stream are borne On to their everlasting home,

That country whence there's no return.

3 Great Source of wisdom, teach our hearts
To know the worth of every hour,
That time may bear us on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.

HYMN 399. L. M. [#]

Gratitude and holy Resolutions.

1 How many millions draw their breath
In lands of ignorance and death,
While God allots my share of time
Within his gospel's favoured clime!

2 My soul, I charge thee to excel
In thinking right and acting well;
Deep let thy searching powers engage,
Unbiased, in the sacred page.

3 Heighten the force of good desire;
To deeds of shining worth aspire;
More firm in fortitude, despise
The world's seducing vanities.