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290. C. M. Wait.

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1 GOD, my Supporter at...
My Help forever ar
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oar;

2 The nobler beauties of the just
Shall never moulder in the dust,
Or know a sad decay;

Their honours time and death defy,
And round the throne of heav'n on high
Beam everlasting day.

320. C. M. WATTS.

Voluntary obedience.

1 NOT by the terrors of a slave
Thy sons perform thy will;
But with the noblest pow'rs they have,
Thy blest commands fulfil.

2 They find access at ev'ry hour
To GOD within the veil ;
Hence they derive a quick'ning pow'r,
And joys that never fail.

3 O happy men! O glorious state
Of thy abounding grace;
To dwell so near their Father's seat,
And see his blissful face!

321. C. M. WATTS.

Progressive virtue..

1 MERE human pow'rs shall fast decay, And youthful vigour cease;

But those who wait upon the LORD,
In strength shall still increase.

2 They, with unweari'd feet, shall tread
The path of life divine;

With growing ardour onward move,
With growing brightness shine.

3 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar;
The wings of faith and love;
Till, past the cloudy regions here,
They rise to heav'n above.

322. C. M.

Happiness seated in the mind.

1 IN vain, alas! from shore to shore,
In search of bliss we roam,
And strange delights abroad explore;
Our best reside at home.

2 Within the just and pious heart
Our truest joys we find;
Which calm and sweet repose impart,
And leave no sting behind.

323. C. M. MRS STEELE.

Religion the way to happiness.

1 O HAPPINESS, thou pleasing dream! Where is thy substance found? Sought thro' the varying scenes, in vain, Of earth's capacious round.

2 Religion's sacred lamp alone

Unerring points the way,

Where happiness for ever shines.
With unpolluted ray :

3 To regions of eternal peace,
Beyond the starry skies;

Where pure, sublime, and perfect joys
In endless prospect rise.

324. C. M.

HEGINBOTHAM.

Virtue the source of peace.

1 FOKSAKE, my soul, the tents of sin;
How false her joys appear!
Noise and confusion dwell within;
Peace is a stranger there.

2 The men who keep the laws of GOD,
His choicest blessings share;
Or if he lifts his chast'ning rod,
"Tis with a Father's care.

3 His mighty pow'r shall guard the just,
His wisdom point their way;
His eye shall watch their sleeping dust,
His hand revive their clay.

4 O then, begin the joyful task,
His praise employ your tongue;
And soon eternity will ask

A more exalted song.

325. P. M. MRS MASTERS.
The pleasures of religion.

1 'TIS religion that can give
Sweetest pleasures while, we live :
'Tis religion must supply

Solid comforts when we die.

2 After death its joys will be

Lasting as eternity:

Let me then make GoD my friend,
And on all his ways attend.

326. S. M. WATTS.

The same subject.

1 COME, ye who love the LORD!
And let your joys be known:
Join in a song of sweet accord,
And thus approach his throne.
2' The sorrows of the mind
Be banish'd from this place!
Religion never was design'd
To make our pleasures less.

3 Th' eternal GoD is ours,

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The GOD whose name is Love;
He will send down his quick'ning pow'rs
To carry us above.

There shall we see his face,

And never more shall sin;

There, from the rivers of his grace,

Drink endless pleasures in.

The sons of GOD have found.

Glory begun below:

Celestial fruits on earthly ground,
From faith and hope may grow.

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Then let our joys increase,
And ev'ry tear be dry: