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To things unseen by mortal eyes,
A beam of sacred light

Directs his views, his prospects rise,
All permanent and bright.

His hopes still fix'd on joys to come,
Those blissful scenes on high,
Shall flourish in immortal bloom,
When time and nature die.

O were these heavenly prospects mine,
These pleasures could I prove;
Earth's fleeting views I would resign,
And raise my hopes above.

CHARITY.

BEHOLD where, breathing love divine, Our dying Master stands,

His weeping followers, gathering round, Receive his last commands.

From that mild Teacher's parting lips,
What tender accents fell!

The gentle precept which he gave,
Became its author well.

"Blest is the man whose soft'ning heart

"Feels all another's pain;

"To whom the supplicating eye

"Was never raised in vain,

"Whose breast expands with gen'rous warmth

"A stranger's woes to feel,

"And bleeds in pity o'er the wound

"He wants the pow'r to heal.

"He spreads his kind supporting arms,
"To ev'ry child of grief;
"His secret bounty largely flows,

"And brings unask'd relief.

"To gentle offices of love

"His feet are never slow;

"He views through Mercy's melting eye "A brother in a foe.

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"Peace from the bosom of his God,

"My peace to him I give ;

"And, when he kneels before the throne "His trembling soul shall live.

"To him protection shall be shown,

"And mercy from above

"Descends on those who thus fulfil "The perfect law of love.

HUMILITY.

LORD, do thou thy grace impart;

Poor in spirit, meek in heart,

Let me like my Saviour be,
Rooted in humility.

From the time that thee I know,
Nothing may I seek below;
Aim at nothing great or high,

Lowly both in heart and eye.

Simple, teachable and mild,
Chang'd into a little child,

Pleas'd with all the Lord provides,

Wean'd from all the world besides.

Saviour, fix my soul on Thee,
Ev'ry evil let me flee;

Nothing seek beneath, above,
Happy in thy boundless love.

O that all may seek and find
Ev'ry good in Jesus join'd!
Him let Israel still adore,
Trust and praise him evermore.

MEEKNESS,

HAPPY the meek, whose gentle breast,
Clear as the Summer's evening ray,

Calm as the regions of the blest,
Enjoys on earth celestial day.

His heart no broken friendships sting,
No jars his peaceful tent invade;
He rests beneath th' Almighty wing,
Hostile to none, of none afraid.

Spirit of grace! all meek and mild,
Inspire our breasts, our souls possess ;
Repel each passion rude and wild,
And bless us as we aim to bless.

FOR RESIGNATION,

THоU power supreme, whose mighty scheme These woes of mine fulfil,

Here firm I rest; they must be best,

Because they are thy will.

Then, all I want-O, do thou grant
This one request of mine!
Since to enjoy thou dost deny,
Assist me to resign.

SUBMISSION.

O LORD, my best desire fulfil,

And help me to resign

Life, health, and comfort, to thy will,
And make thy pleasure mine.

Why should I shrink at thy command.
Whose love forbids my fears!

Or tremble at the gracious hand
That wipes away my tears.
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No; rather let me freely yield
What most I prize to thee;
Who never hast a good withheld,
Or wilt withhold from me.

Thy favour all my journey through,
Thou art engag'd to grant;
What else I want, or think I do,
'Tis better still to want.

Wisdom and mercy guide my way;
Shall I resist them both?

A poor blind creature of a day,

And crush'd before the moth.

But ah! my inward spirit cries,
Still bind me to thy sway;

Else the next cloud that veils my skies,
Drives all these thoughts away.

VERSES FOR THE MORNING.

ARISE, my soul, with joy arise,
In trembling rapture to adore
The awful Sovereign of the skies,
Whose mercy grants me one day more.

Oh, may this day, Indulgent Power,
Nor idly spent, nor useless be;
But may each swiftly-flying hour
Draw me, in nearer love, to thee.

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