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5. In His name who, meek and lowly,
Died to make poor sinners holy,
Stumbling oft, and creeping slowly,
Great Lord,

Guide me by Thy truth, O Lord.

John Stuart Blackie.

With God.

1. STILL with Thee, O my God,

I would desire to be;

By day, by night, at home, abroad,
I would be still with Thee;

2. With Thee, amid the crowd

That throngs the busy mart,

To hear Thy voice, 'mid clamour loud,
Speak softly to my heart;

3. With Thee, when day is done,
And evening calms the mind;
The setting as the rising sun

With Thee my heart would find;

4. With Thee when darkness brings
The signal of repose ;

Calm in the shadow of Thy wings
Mine eyelids I would close ;

5. With Thee, in Thee, by faith
Abiding would I be ;

By day, by night, in life, in death,

I would be still with Thee.

S.M.

J. D. Burns.

419.

I.

Seeking God Everywhere.

SAINTS of old! not yours alone

The search for God shall be;
We take the glory for our own;

Lord! we are seeking Thee.

2. Not only when ascends the song
And soundeth sweet the word;
Not only with the Sabbath throng,
Our souls would seek the Lord:

3. We mingle with another throng,
And other words we speak ;
To other business we belong,
Yet still our Lord we seek.

4. We would not to our daily task
Without our God repair,

But in the world His presence ask,
And seek His glory there.

5. O every where, O every day,

Thy grace is still outpoured:

We work, we watch, we strive, we pray,
Behold Thy seekers, Lord!

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1.

C.M.

LORD, Thy heavenly grace impart,

And fix my frail, inconstant heart;

Henceforth my chief desire shall be,
To dedicate myself to Thee.

To Thee, my God, to Thee!

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2. Whate'er pursuits my time employ,

One thought shall fill my soul with joy ;
That silent, secret thought shall be,
That all my hopes are fixed on Thee.
On Thee, my God, on Thee !

3. Thy glorious eye pervades all space;
Thou'rt present, Lord, in every place ;
And, wheresoe'er my lot may be,
Still shall my spirit cleave to Thee.
To Thee, my God, to Thee!

4. Renouncing every worldly thing;
Safe 'neath the covert of Thy wing,
My sweetest thought henceforth shall be,
That all I want I find in Thee.

In Thee, my God, in Thee!

Oberlin, tr. Mrs. D. Wilson.

The Sound Life.

1. PURE in heart and free of sin,
Upright in thy daily path,

Fair without and true within,
Free from anger, safe from wrath.

2. Mighty in thy silent power

Of great virtue over wrong,

Beautifying every hour

By thy bearing, brave and strong:

3. By thy mercy to the weak,
By thy justice to the low,
By thy grace unto the meek,
By thy kindness to thy foe.

7S.

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I.

4. Thou art free from passion's rage,
Thou art free from envy's sting,
Thou canst others' griefs assuage,
Canst to others comfort bring.
5. Peace and rest are in thy soul,
Bringing joy into thy life,
Outward storms around thee roll,

But they bring no inward strife.
6. And a sinner, tired and worn,
Weary of this life, at length
Findeth in thy words new hope,
Findeth courage in thy strength.

The Brave Life.

Florence T. Griswold.

HOW happy is he born or taught,

Who serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his highest skill;
2. Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepared for death,
Not tied unto the world with care

Of prince's ear or vulgar breath;
3. Who God doth late and early pray

More of his grace than goods to lend ;
And walks with man, from day to day,
As with a brother and a friend.

4. This man is freed from servile bands
Of hope to rise, or fear to fall;
Lord of himself, though not of lands,
And having nothing, yet hath all.

L.M.

Sir H. Wotton.

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I.

The Perfect Life.

HOW the thought of God attracts,
And draws the heart from earth,
And sickens it of passing shows,

And dissipating mirth !

2. O utter but the name of God

Down in your heart of hearts,
And see how from the world at once
All tempting light departs.

3. A trusting heart, a yearning eye,
Can win their way above;

If mountains can be moved by faith,
Is there less power in love?

4. How little of that road, my soul !
How little hast thou gone!

Take heart, and let the thought of God
Allure thee further on.

5. Press forward to the perfect mind;
Keep thy heart calm all day,
And catch the words the Spirit there
From hour to hour may say.

6. Then keep thy conscience sensitive;
No inward token miss;

And go where grace entices thee :-
Perfection lies in this.

7. Be docile to thine unseen Guide;
Love Him as He loves thee:
Time and obedience are enough,
And thou a saint shalt be.

C.M.

F. W. Faber.