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6 May all my days serenely pass,

Without corroding care; And growing holiness my soul For life's last hour prepare.

340. Wisdom and Virtue sought from God.

1 SUPREME and universal light! Fountain of reason ! Judge of right! Parent of good, whose blessings flow On all above and all below!

Assist me, Lord, to act, to be,
What thine all-holy laws decree;
Worthy that intellectual flame
Which from thy breathing spirit came,

My moral freedom to maintain,
Bid passion serve, and reason reign,
Self-pois’d and independent still,
On this world's varying good or ill.

No slave to profit, shame, or fear,
Oh may my steadfast bosom bear
The stamp of heaven, an honest heart,
Above the mean disguise of art!

May my expanded soul disclaim
The narrow view, the selfish aim :
But with a christian zeal embrace
Whate'er is friendly to my race.

O Father ! faith and virtue grant ;
No more I wish, no more I want :
'To know, to serve thee, and to love,
Is peace below, is bliss above.

Virtuous Desires.

God, who is just and kind,

Will those who err instruct ;
And to the paths of righteousness
Their wandering steps conduct.

The humble soul he guides,

Teaches the meek his way ;
Kindness and truth he shows to all
Who his just laws obey.

Give me the tender heart,

That mixes fear with love;
And lead me through whatever path
Thy wisdom shall approve.

Oh ever keep my soul

From error, shame, and guilt!
Nor suffer the fair hope to fail,
Which on thy truth is built.

Supplication for Spiritual Blessings.

Thy searching eye, O Lord, surveys

The secrets of the heart;
Lead me to thee my heart to raise,
And seek the better part.

What conscience dictates to be done,

Or warns me not to do, This, tcach me more than death to shun, That, more than life pursue.

If I am right, thy grace impart,

Still in the right to stay ;
If I am wrong, oh teach my heart

To find the better way!

4 Teach me to feel another's woe,

To hide the faults I see ; That mercy I to others show, That mercy show to me.

Save me alike from foolish pride

Or impious discontent,
At ought thy wisdom hath denied,
Or ought thy goodness lent.

This day be bread and peace my lot;

Yet all beneath the sun,
Thou know'st if best bestow'd or not,
And let thy will be done.

Spiritual Aid implored.

1 O SOURCE of uncreated light, By whom the world was call'd from night! Come, visit every pious mind; And pour thy joys on human kind : From sin and sorrow set us free, And make us temples worthy thee.

2 Chase from our breasts each noxious foe, And peace the fruit of love bestow : Our frailties help, our will control; Submit the senses to the soul ; From sin and sorrow set us free, And make us temples worthy thee.

344. Imploring Divine Guidance. FATHER of light! conduct my feet

Through life's uncertain road : Let each

advancing step still bring Me nearer to my


Let sacred prudence be my guide :

And when I go astray,
Recall my feet from folly's path
To wisdom's better way.

Teach me in every various scene

To keep the end in sight;
And while I tread life's mazy track,
Let wisdom guide me right.

That heavenly wisdom from above,

Abundantly impart;
And let it guard and guide, refine
And animate my heart;

Till it shall lead me to thyself,

Fountain of bliss and love!
And all my darkness be dispers'd
In endless light above.

Divine Light Implored.

O Thou, whose power o'er moving worlds presides!
Whose voice created and whose wisdom guides !
On darkling man, in pure effulgence shine,
And cheer the clouded mind with light divine.

2 'Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast With silent confidence and holy rest; From thee, Great God, we spring, to thee we tend ; Path, motive, guide, original, and end!

346. For Guardianship and Guidance. O Thou, to whose all-searching sight The darkness shineth as the light ! Search, prove my heart; it pants for thee; Oh burst these bonds, and set it free!

2 If in this darksome wild I stray, Be thou my Light, be thou my Way! No foes, no terrors, shall I fear, Nor fraud, while thou, my God, art near.

When rising floods my soul o'erflow,
When sinks my heart in waves of woe,
Do thou thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head, and cheer my heart.

My God! whene'er thy steps I see,
Dauntless, untird, I follow thee!
Oh let thy hand support me still,
And lead me to thy holy hill !

If rough and thorny be the way,
My strength proportion to my day;
Till toil, and grief, and pain shall cease,
Where all is calm, and joy, and peace.

Morning Hymn.

AWAKE, my soul ! and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run ;
Shake off dull sloth, and cheerful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

Thy precious time mispent, redeem ;
Each present day, thy last esteem:
Improve thy talents with due care,
And for the judgment-day prepare.

conversation be sincere ; Keep conscience as the noon-tide clear : Think how the all-seeing God, thy ways, And all thy secret thoughts, surveys,

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