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Let saints in sorrow lie resigned,
And trust a faithful Lord.

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,

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O, why should mortal man be proud? 2 His 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 doubt perplexed, 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!
4 Follies and sins, a countless sum,

Are crowded in life's little span :
How ill, alas! does pride become
That erring, guilty creature, man!
5 God of my life! Father divine !

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
A man of prudent heart,

WATTS

Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree
To act a useful part.

2 When envy, strife, and wars begin,
In fierce, contentious souls,

Mark how the sons of peace come in,
And quench the kindling coals.

3 Their minds are humble, mild, and meck,
Nor let their anger rise;

Nor passion moves their lips to speak,
Nor pride exalts their eyes.

4 Their lives are prudence mixed with love;
Good works employ their day;

They join the serpent with the dove,
But cast the sting away.

472.

L. M.

The Blessing of Meekness.

1 HAPPY the meek, whose gentle breast,
Clear as the summer's evening ray,
Calm as the regions of the blest,
Enjoys on earth celestial day.

2 His heart no broken friendships sting,
No storms his peaceful tent invade;
He rests beneath th' Almighty wing,
Hostile to none, of none afraid.

3 Spirit of grace, all meek and mild,
Inspire our breasts, our souls possess ;
Repel each passion rude and wild,

And bless us as we aim to bless.

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1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived

From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,

SCOTT.

ADDISON.

WATTS.

Thine arm, unseen, conveyed me safe,
And led me up to man.

4 When worn with sickness, oft hast thou
With health renewed my face;
And, when in sin and sorrow sunk,
Revived my soul with grace.

5 Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ;
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,
That tastes those gifts with joy.
6 Through every period of my life,
Thy goodness I'll pursue;
And after death, in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

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Hidden Life of the Christian.

1 O HAPPY soul that lives on high,
While men lie grovelling here!
His hopes are fixed above the sky,
And faith forbids his fear.

2 His conscience knows no secret stings,
While grace and joy combine
To form a life whose holy springs

Are hidden and divine.

3 He waits in secret on his God,
His God in secret sees;
Let earth be all in arms abroad,
He dwells in heavenly peace.
4 His pleasures rise from things unseen,
Beyond this world and time,

Where neither eyes nor ears have been,
Nor thoughts of mortals climb.

5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne
To raise his honors here:

Content and pleased to live unknown,
Till Christ his life appear.

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Christian Courage and Self-denial.

1 AM I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb?
And shall I fear to own his cause,
Or blush to speak his name?

2 Must I be carried to the skies
On flowery beds of ease,

While others fought to win the prize,
And sailed through bloody seas?
3 Are there no foes for me to face?
Must I not stem the flood?

Is this vile world a friend to grace,
To help me on to God?

4 Sure I must fight, if I would reign;
Increase my courage, Lord!
I'll bear the toil, endure the pain,
Supported by thy word.

WATTS.

5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war,
Shall conquer, though they 're slain :
They see the triumph from afar,

And soon with Christ shall reign.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise,
And all thy armies shine

In robes of victory through the skies,
The glory shall be thine.

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The Christian encouraged.

1 GIVE to the winds thy fears;

Hope and be undismayed;

MORAVIAN.

God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears;
God shall lift up thy head.

2 Through waves, through clouds, and storms,
He gently clears thy way;
Wait thou his time; so shall the night
Soon end in joyous day.

3 Thou seest our weakness, Lord,
Our hearts are known to thee;
O, lift thou up the sinking hand,
Confirm the feeble knee!

4 Let us, in life or death,

Boldly thy truth declare!

And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care.

477.

C. M.

The whole Armor.

ANONYMOUS.

1 O, SPEED thee, Christian, on thy way,
And to thy armor cling ;
With girded loins the call obey
That grace and mercy bring.

2 There is a battle to be fought,
An upward race to run,
A crown of glory to be sought,
A victory to be won.

3 O, faint not, Christian, for thy sighs
Are heard before His throne;

The race must come before the prize,
The cross before the crown.

478.

C. M.

The Christian's Life.

GISBORNE.

1 A SOLDIER'S course, from battles won

To new commencing strife;
A pilgrim's, restless as the sun;

Behold the Christian's life.

2 O, let us seek our heavenly home,
Revealed in sacred lore;

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