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DESIRE OF HOLINESS.

I

O! THAT the LORD would guide my ways, To keep his statutes still!

O! that my GOD would grant me help,
To know and do his will!

II

In deepest characters impress
Thy law upon my heart!
Nor let my tongue the truth transgress,
Nor act the sland'rer's part.

III

From vanity turn off mine eyes;
Let no corrupt design,
Nor covetous desire, arise
Within this heart of mine.

IV

Assist my heart, too apt to stray,
A stricter watch to keep;
And, since I've not forgot thy way,
Restore thy wand'ring sheep.

V

Make me to walk in thy commands,
"Tis a delightful road;
Nor let my head, or heart, or hands,
Offend against my GOD.

DESIRE OF KNOWLEDGE.

I

THY mercies fill the earth, o LORD!
How good thy works appear !
Open our eyes to read thy word,
And see thy wonders there.

II

Our hearts were fashion'd by thy hand;
Our service is thy due;

O! make thy servants understand
The duties they must do.

III

Since we are strangers here below,
Let not our path be hid,
But mark the road that we should
And be our constant guide.

IV

If GOD to us his statutes shew,
And heav'nly truth impart,
His work for ever we'll pursue,
His law shall rule our heart.

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V

And when we've learnt our father's will,
We'll teach the world his ways:
Our thankful lips, inspir'd with zeal,
Shall loud pronounce his praise.

THE BLESSEDNESS OF THE RIGHTEOUS.

I

BLEST are the undefil'd in heart,
Whose ways are right and clean;
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry sin.

II

Blest are the men who keep thy word,
And practise thy commands:

With their whole heart they seek thee, LORD!
And serve thee with their hands.

III

Great is their peace who love thy law;
How firm do they abide !

Nor can a strong temptation draw
Their steadiness aside.

IV

Then shall our hearts have inward joy,
And we be kept from shame,
When all thy statutes we obey,
And honour thy great name.

THE CHRISTIAN HAPPY IN DEATH.

I

HEAR What the voice from heav'n proclaims

For all the pious dead!
Sweet is the savour of their names,
And soft their sleeping bed.

II

They sleep in Jesus, and are bless'd:
How kind their slumbers are!
From suff'rings, and from sins, releas'd,
And freed from ev'ry snare.

III

Far from this world of toil and strife,
They 're safe in thee, O LORD!
The labours of their mortal life

Close in a large reward.

REFLECTIONS ON DEATH,

I

YET a few years, or days, perhaps,
Or moments pass in silent lapse,
And time to me shall be no more;
No more the sun these eyes shall view;
Earth o'er these limbs her dust shall strew,
And life's delusive dream be o'er.

II

Great GOD! how awful is the scene!
A breath, a transient breath between ;
And can I trifle life away?
To earth, alas! too firmly bound,
Trees deeply rooted in the ground
Are shiver'd when they 're torn away.

III

Yet, dumb with wonder, I behold
Man's thoughtless race, in error bold,
Forget or scorn the laws of death;
With these no projects coincide,
Nor vows, nor toils, nor hopes, they guide;
Each thinks he draws immortal breath.

IV

Great cause of all, above, below!
Who knows thee, must for ever know,
That thou 'rt immortal and divine:
Thine image on my mind imprest
Of endless being is the test,
And bids eternity be mine.

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