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198. L. M.
Patience. James i. 4.
Sent from the God of peace and love,
As through the wilds of life we rove. 2 By patience, we serenely bear
The troubles of our mortal state,
Nor think our glory comes too late. 3 O for this grace to aid us on,
And arm with fortitude the breast,
We reach the shores of endless reste 4 Faith into vision shall resign,
Hope shall in full fruition die,
199. S. M. Worldly Anxiety reproved. Matt. vi. 34. 1
Why do I thus perplex
My heart with fruitless care ? 2 Can thought and toil increase
My days' appointed sum ?
To hoard for days to come ? 3 Will He, whose bounty gave
My life, its food deny
Its cravings not supply?
4 They neither sow nor toil,
The tribes that wing the air,
Whose bounty all things share.
Until to-morrow stay :
Suffices for to-day.
This sordid gain I leave,
Than what this world can give : 7
To nobler work applied,
My soul shall upward climb;
The needful things of time.
200. L. M. Steadfastness and Watchfulness implored. 1 0 'Thou! my Father and my Friend,
On whom I cast my constant care,
pra yer. 2 Endue me with a holy fear;
The secrets of my beart reveal ;
Thee may I always nearer feel, 3 O that to thee, my constant mind
May with a steady flane aspire;
4 O that my watchful soul may fly
The first-perceived approach of sin;
And feel thy fear control within ! 5 Search, gracious God! my inmost heari ;
From guilt and error set me free;
201. L. M.
Inward Purity and Serenity.
The darkness stineth as the light,
O burst ihese bonds and set it free. 2 Wash out its stains, refine iis dross,
Bind my affections to the cross ;
From the polluting power of sin. 3 While through this darksome wild I stray,
My strength proportion 10 my day ;
Nor rise too high, nor sink too low.
And in my soul unrivalled reign ;
Centred in thee my soul shall rest. 5 O when shall
202. L. M.
When by its own fierce tempests tost;
And in the whirl of passion lost ! 2 Happy the meek! whose gentle breast,
Clear as the summer's evening ray,
Enjoys on earih celestial day. 3 His heart no broken friendships sting,
No jars his peaceful tent invade ;
And, foe to none, of none afraid.
Inspire our breasts, our souls possess ;
203. S. M. " Blessed are the Meek." Mat. v. 5. 1
“ Blest are the meek,” IIe said,
Wbose doctrine is divine ;
And bright in heaven will shine. 2
While here on earth they stay,
Calm peace with them shall dwell; And cheerful hope and heavenly joy,
Beyond what tongue can tell. 3 The God of peace is theirs ;
They own his gracious sway;
His sovereign laws obey.
4 No angry passions move,
No envy fires the breast; The prospect of eternal peace
Bids every trouble rest.
That we this influence feel,
Subjected to thy will.
Thus, thee in truth obey, Ensures us peace and joy on earth,
And leads to endless day.
And know thy real excellence ;
Borne down by appetite and sense.
Thy native dignity display :
No longer own their lawless sway. 3 Thy temper meek and humble be,
Content and pleased with every state ;
And wild ambition to be great. 4 Confine thy roving appetites :
From this vain world withdraw thine eyes ;