The prospect of eternal peace 5 O gracious Father! grant 439. C. M. NEEDHAM. Meekness and Moderation. 1 HAPPY the man whose cautious steps Whose life, by wisdom's rules well formed, 2 Not of himself he highly thinks, His modest tongue the language speaks 3 Not in base scandal's arts he deals, 4 What blessings bounteous heaven bestows 5 To sect or party his large soul Disdains to be confined; The good he loves of every name, 6 Pure is his zeal, the offspring fair 7 His business is to keep his heart; 440. L. M. Patience. ANONYMOUS. 1 PATIENCE!-O, what a grace divine! 2 By patience we serenely bear The troubles of our mortal state, 3 Though we, in full sensation, feel 4 O, for this grace, to aid us on, And arm with fortitude the breast, 5 Faith into vision shall be brought; 441. C. M. *WATTS. Prudence and Peace-making. 10 'Tis a lovely thing to see Whose thoughts and lips and life agree 2 When envy, strife and wars begin Mark how the sons of peace come in, 3 Their minds are humble, mild and meek, Nor does their anger rise, Nor passion move their lips to speak, 4 Their lives are prudence mixed with love; 5 Such was the Savior of mankind; 442. C. M. FAWCETT. Importance of Religion. 1 RELIGION is the chief concern Of mortals here below; May I its great importance learn, 2 More needful this than glittering wealth, 3 Religion should our thoughts engage 4 O may my heart, by grace renewed, 5 Let deep repentance, faith and love And all my conversation prove 6 Preserve me from the snares of sin And in me let each virtue shine 443. L. M. MRS. STEELE. Holy Resolve. 1 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 0 be his service all my joy! 4 Be this the purpose of my soul, 444. L. M. WATTS. Self-knowledge, and Abstraction from Earth. 1 My God, permit me not to be 2 Why should my passions mix with earth, 3 Call me away from flesh and sense; One sovereign word can draw me thence: I would obey the voice divine, And all inferior joys resign. 4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; Let noise and vanity be gone: In secret silence of the mind My heaven, and there my God, I find. |