226 (1st P.) C. M. Bedford 91. Brighthelm
Being in the fear of God all the Day long, Prov. xxiii. 17.
1 THRICE happy souls, who born from heav'n, While yet they sojourn here,
Humbly begin their days with God, : And spend them in his fear. 2 So may our eyes with holy zeal, Prevent the dawning day, And tarn the sacred pages o'er, And praise thy name, and pray.
3 'Midst hourly cares, may love present Its incense to thy throne- And, while the world our hands employs, Our hearts be thine alone!
4 As sanctified to noblest ends Be each refreshment sought; And, by each various providence, I USE 9. Some wise instruction brought!
5 When to laborious duties call'd,
Or by temptations tried, " We'll seek the shelter of thy wings," And in thy strength confide.
6 As different scenes of life arise, Our grateful hearts would be With thee, amidst the social band, In solitude with thee.
7 At night, we lean our weary heads, On thy paternal breast;... And, safely folded in thine arms, Resign our pow'rs to rest.
8 In solid pure delights like these, Let all my days be past; Nor shall I then impatient wish, Nor shall I fear, the last.
226 (2d P.) $. M. Mount Ephraim 185.
ET pray'r and praise ascend, When morning gives the light
And pray'r and praise like incense rise, And hallow ev'ry night.
Peruse the heav'nly page
Of truth and grace divine:
And mark the footsteps of your Lord, Through which the Gospel shine. 1.
3 Assist your fellow men,
And most your fellow saints; Redress their wrongs, relieve their wants, And pity their complaints.
4. Maintain a constant guard, And wakeful be your eyes, Quick to discover every sin, In ev'ry fair disguise.
Let all terrene concerns With vigour be pursu'd ;
Nor let devotion on the hours
Of industry intrude.
Let thoughts of God and heav'n!! Your labours sanctify,"
And oft your sacred wishes breathe
In whispers to the sky.
A life thus well improv'd
With blessings shall abound;
With balmy gales and smiling rays b Its ev'ning shall be crown'd
227 C. M. Stamford 9. Hammond 226. Bath Chapel 26,
Fear of God united with love, Prov. xiv, 26.
"APPY beyond description, he Who fears the Lord his God.
Who hears his threats with holy awe, And trembles at his rod. 2 Fear, sacred passion, ever dwells With its fair partner, love; Blending their beauties, both proclaim Their source is from above.
3 Let terrors fright th' unwilling slave, The child with joy appears; Cheerful he does his father's will, And loves as much as fears.
4 Let fear and love, most holy God! Possess this soul of mine; Then shall I worship thee aright, And taste thy joys divine.
228 C. M. Michael's 119. Follett 181.
Holy Fortitude, 1 Cor. xvi. 13.
1 AM I a soldier of the cross,
A follower of the Lamb? And shall I fear to own his
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 sail'd thro' bloody seas!
3 Are there no foes for me to face?/ Must I not stem the flood?ider
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.
5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer tho' they die:
They see the triumph from afar, ./ And seize it with their eye.
6 When that illustrious day shall rise, And all thy armies shine In robes of victory thro' the skies, The glory shall be thine. .
DR. WATTS'S SERMONS.
229 L. M. Chard 175. Ailie Street, 241. Gravity and Decency.
1 BEHOLD the Sons, the heirs of God, So dearly bought with Jesus' blood! Are they not born to heavenly joys? And shall they stoop to earthly toys? 2 Can laughter feed th' immortal mind? Were spirits of celestial kind
Made for a jest, for sport, and play To wear out time, and waste the day? 3 Doth vain discourse, or empty mirth, Well suit the honours of their birth? Shall they be fond of gay attire, Which children love, and fools, admire? 4 What if we wear the richest vest, Peacocks and flies are better drest; This flesh, with all its gaudy forms, Must drop to dust, and feed the worms.
5 Lord, raise our hearts and passions higher! Touch our vain souls with sacred fire; Then, with a heav'n-directed eye, We'll pass these glittering trifles by. 6 We'll look on all the toys below With such disdain as angels do; And wait the call that bids us rise To mansions promis'd in the skies.
230 L. M. Kingsbridge 88. Gould's 272. Įsib Hope set before us.
1 AND be it so that, till this hour,
We never knew what faith has meant ;
Who hears his threats with holy awe, And trembles at his rod. 2 Fear, sacred passion, ever dwells With its fair partner, love; Blending their beauties, both proclaim Their source is from above. 3 Let terrors fright th' unwilling slave, The child with joy appears; Cheerful he does his father's will, And loves as much as fears.
4 Let fear and love, most holy God! Possess this soul of mine;
Then shall I worship thee aright, And taste thy joys divine.
C. M. Michael's 119. Follett 181. Holy Fortitude, 1 Cor. xvi. 13.
M 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 sail'd thro' 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.
5 Thy saints, in all this glorious war, Shall conquer tho' they die: They see the triumph from afar, ./ And seize it with their eye. 7
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