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158. L. M.
Devout Aspirations. 10 God! who, merciful as just,
Kindly rememberest man is dust;
Thy grace to meet our lified eyes.
Listen to sighs from hearts sincere ;
And fan the smoking flax to flame. 3 Set us from earthly bondage free,
Still every wish that strays from thee ;
And point our path to endless peace. 4. If in the vale of tears we stray,
Where wounding thorns perplex our way,
And with strong faith lay hold on thee. 5 With joy, my soul, thy lot receive,
Resigned alike to die or live ;
See God in all, and all in God.
With thee in crowded cities talk,
In each event thy will adore.
Thy precepts guide, thy fear control ;
8 Thus, when the closing hour draws nigh,
And earth recedes before mine eye,
159. S. M.
Obedience to God our Father. 1 My Father ! I adore
That all-commanding name ;
And raise devotion's fame! 2 I bow at thy commands,
And filial homage pay; With heart and life, with tongue and hands
I'll cheerfully obey. 3
No more will I transgress,
As I too oft have done ;
Each sinful action shun.
And prove myself his son ;
The filial duties own.
This purpose to fulfil :
160. P. M.
God seen in all.
Thou giv'st the night, and thou, the day :
And bathes in dew the opening flower,
Her melodies to Thee belong.
The evening slowly spreads her shade ;
And lead the softened heart to thee.
In every form by thee impressed,
A voice is heard of praise and love. 4 As o'er thy work the seasons roll,
And soothe, with change of bliss, the soul,
C. M. The Divine Blessing needful to Success in Life.
Ps. xc. 17. 1 SHINE on our souls, eternal GoD !
With rays of mercy shine :
O let thy favour crown our days,
And their whole course be thine. 2 Did we not raise our hands to thee,
Our hands might toil in vain : Small joy success itself could give,
If thou thy love restrain. 3 'T is ours the furrows to prepare,
And sow the precious grain; 'T is thine to give the sun and air,
And to command the rain.
With Thee each day be spent,
Since each by Thee is lent.
Till, where the weary rest,
With thee for ever blest.
C. M. Living habitually in the Fear of God. Prov.
xxiii. 17. 1 HAPPY are they, who, born from heaven,
While yet they sojourn here, Each day of life with God begin,
And spend it in his fear.
Its tribute to thy throne ;
The heart is thine alone.
Is each refreshment sought;
Some wise instruction brought
4 When to laborious duties called,
Or by temptations tried,
And in thy strength confide. 5 As different scenes of life arise,
grateful hearts would be With Thee, amidst the social band,
In solitude with Thee.
Let all our days be past;
Nor shall we fear the last.
163. L. M.
The Fear of God.
Holy and reverend is thy name;
Worlds rise and vanish at thy breath. 2 But blest are they, O gracious LORD!
Who fear thy name and keep thy word ; Thy wisdom guides, thy power defends
Their life, till life its journey ends. 3 O that my soul, with awful sense
Of thy transcendent excellence,
Watchful against each darling sin! 4 Never, O never from my heart,
May this great principle depart,
to my latest hour !