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3 When gloomy care or keen distress Invades my throbbing breast,

My tongue shall learn to speak thy praise, And soothe my pains to rest.

4 Nor shall my tongue alone proclaim
The honors of my God;

My life, with all my active powers,
Shall spread thy praise abroad.

5 And though these lips shall cease to move,
Though death shall close these eyes,
Yet shall my soul to nobler heights
Of joy and transport rise.

6 Then shall my powers in endless strains Their grateful tribute pay:

The theme demands an angel's tongue,
And an eternal day.

430.

C. M.

DODDRIDGE.

Days of the Upright known to God. Ps. 37.

1 To thee, my God, my days are known;
My soul enjoys the thought;
My actions all before thy face,
Nor are my faults forgot.

2 Each secret breath devotion vents
Is vocal to thine ear;

And all my walks of daily life
Before thine eye appear.

3 The vacant hour, the active scene,
Thy mercy shall approve;

And every pang of sympathy,
And every care of love.

4 Each golden hour of beaming light
Is gilded by thy rays;

And dark affliction's midnight gloom
A present God surveys.

5 Full in thy view through life I pass,
And in thy view I die;

And when each mortal bond is broke, Shall find my God is nigh.

431.

7 & 6s. M.

RIPPON'S COL.

The Soul aspiring to Heaven.

1 RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,
Thy better portion trace;
Rise from transitory things,

Towards heaven, thy native place.
Sun, and moon, and stars decay;
Time shall soon this earth remove;
Rise, my soul, and haste away
To seats prepared above.

2 Rivers to the ocean run,

Nor stay in all their course;
Fire, ascending, seeks the sun;
Both speed them to their source:
So a soul that's born of God,
Pants to view his glorious face;
Upward tends to his abode,

To rest in his embrace.

340

432.

S. M.

WATTS.

Heavenly Joy on Earth.

1 COME, we that love the Lord,
And let our joys be known:
Join in a song with sweet accord,
And thus surround the throne.

2 The sorrows of the mind

Be banished from the place: Religion never was designed To make our pleasures less.

3 The men of grace have found
Glory begun below;

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

4 Then let our songs abound,
And every tear be dry:

We're marching through Immanuel's ground, To fairer worlds on high.

433. C. M.

Seeking true Joys.

1 OUR joy is a created good;

C. WESLEY.

How soon it fades away!

Fades, at the morning hour bestowed,
Before the noon of day.

2 Joy, by its violent excess,
To certain ruin tends,

And all our rapturous happiness
In hasty sorrow ends.

3 In vain doth earthly bliss afford
A momentary shade;

It rises like the prophet's gourd,
And withers o'er my head.

4 But of my Saviour's love possessed,
No more for earth I pine;
Secure of everlasting rest
Beneath the heavenly vine.

434. C. M.

WESLEY'S COL.

The Saint's Rest.

1 LORD, I believe a rest remains,
To all thy people known;

A rest where pure enjoyment reigns,
And thou art loved alone;

2 A rest, where all our soul's desire
Is fixed on things above;

Where fear, and sin, and grief expire,
Cast out by perfect love.

3 0 that I now the rest might know,
Believe and enter in!

Now, Father, now the power bestow,
And let me cease from sin !

4 Remove all hardness from my heart, All unbelief remove;

To me the rest of faith impart,
The sabbath of thy love.

342

LIFE, DEATH, AND FUTURITY.

435.

L. M.

DODDRIDGE.

The Wisdom of redeeming Time.

1 God of eternity! from thee

Did infant time his being draw:
Moments and days, and months and years,
Revolve by thine unvaried law.

2 Silent and swift they glide away;
Steady and strong the current flows,
Lost in eternity's wide sea,

The boundless gulf from which it rose.

3 With it the thoughtless sons of men Before the rapid stream are borne On to their everlasting home,

Whence not one soul can e'er return.

4 Yet while the shore on either side
Presents a gaudy, flattering show,
We
gaze,
in fond amusement lost,
Nor think to what a world we go.

5 Great Source of wisdom! teach our hearts
To know the price of every hour,
That time may bear us on to joys
Beyond its measure and its power.

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