2. Happy the man within whose breast 3. Yet oft do false delusive fires Shoot forth in pleasure's dangerous shade; But soon the treacherous flame expires, And the poor victim's phantoms fade. 4. Revenge and mad ambition's sway, 5. Great source of power, and life and light, 442. c. M. COTTON. The contemplation of heavenly joys. 1. THIS is the day the Lord of life My soul pursue the lofty theme, 2. Let no vain care divert thy mind Nor all the honours of the earth 3. Think on the splendours of that place, 4. Heaven is the birth-place of the saints, 5. O may these lovely titles prove When the sick couch shall be my lot, 443. C. M. DODDRIDGE. Devout aspirations. 1. UNITE, my roving thoughts, unite 2. Jehovah's awful voice is heard, 3. Behold his wise, his perfect law, 4. Not with a transient glance survey'd, But deep inscribed on every heart, 5. Thus, gracious God, our feeble souls 444. L. M. [Thou shalt love the Lord thy God with all thy heart, and with all thy soul, and with all thy mind, and with all thy strength. Mark xii. 30.] 1. "THUS shalt thou love the almighty Lord, "With all thy heart and soul and mind:" So speaks to man that sacred word For counsel and reproof design'd. 2. "With all thy heart,"—each idol thing 3. "With all thy mind,"-each varied power, And thoughts that glance behind, before, 4. "With soul and strength,"-thy days of ease, While vigour nerves each youthful limb, And hope and joy, and health and peace, All must be freely brought to Him. 5. O Power supreme, in whom we move, C. M. LIVERPOOL COLLECTION. The love and fear of God our support under affliction. 1. LORD, how resplendent shines thy grace 2. If wealth take wings and flee away 3. When death has slain their earthly joys, Where friends shall part no more. 4. And when with conscious guilt opprest, Thou dost revive the fainting breast 5. O Lord, to thee our hearts we'll bring, Fixt in thy love and fear: Then shall our sorrows lose their sting, And dry be every tear. 446. S. M. DODDRIDGE. Trust in God. 1. How gentle God's commands! How kind his precepts are! Come, cast your burthens on the Lord, And trust his constant care. 2. While Providence supports, That hand which bears all nature up, 3. Why should this anxious load Press down your weary mind? Haste to your heavenly Father's throne, And sweet refreshment find. 447. P. M. BOWRING. Prayer to the God of mercy. 1. FATHER! whose benignant ear |