3 0 be his service all my joy!
Around let my example shine;
Till others love the blest employ,
And join in labors so divine.
4 Be this the purpose of my soul,
My solemn, my determined choice,-
To yield to his supreme control,
And in his kind commands rejoice.

5 0 may I never faint nor tire,
Nor wander from thy sacred ways!
Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live thy praise.

444.

L. M.

WATTS.

Self-knowledge, and Abstraction from Earth.

1 My God, permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee:
Amidst a thousand thoughts I rove,
Forgetful of my highest love.

2 Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heavenly birth?
Why should I cleave to things below,
And let my God, my Savior

go?

3 Call me away from flesh and sense; One sovereign word can draw me thence: I would obey the voice divine,

And all inferior joys resign.

4 Be earth, with all her scenes, withdrawn; Let noise and vanity be gone:

In secret silence of the mind

My heaven, and there my God, I find.

445.

C. M.

BEDDOME.

Sincerity and Self-examination.

1 AM I an Israelite indeed,
Without a false disguise?

Have I renounced my sins, and left
My refuges of lies?

2 Say, does my heart unchanged remain,
Or is it formed anew?

What is the rule by which I walk,
The object I pursue?

3 Cause me, O God of truth and grace,
My real state to know;
If I am wrong, O set me right!
If right, preserve me so

446.

C. M.

Doddridge.

Walking with God.

1 THRICE happy souls, who, born from heaven,
While yet they sojourn here,
Do all their days with God begin,
And spend them in his fear.

2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present
Its incense to thy throne;

And while the world our hands employs,
Our hearts be thine alone.

3 As sanctified to noblest ends,
Be each refreshment sought;
And by each various providence
Some wise instruction brought

4 When to laborious duties called,
Or by temptations tried,

We'll seek the shelter of thy wings,
And in thy strength confide.

5 As different scenes of life arise,
Our grateful hearts would be
With thee amidst the social band,
In solitude with thee.

6 In solid, pure delights like these,
Let all our days be passed;
Nor shall we then, impatient, wish
Nor shall we fear the last.

447.

L. M.

ANONYMOUS.

Uprightness and Justice.

1 IF high or low our station be, Of noble or ignoble name,— By uncorrupt integrity,

Thy blessing, Lord, we humbly claim.

2 The upright man no want shall fear;
Thy providence shall be his trust;
Thou wilt provide his portion here,
Thou friend and guardian of the just.

3 May we, with most sincere delight,
To all, the test of duty pay;
Tender of every social right,
Obedient to thy righteous sway.

448.

L. M.

Wisdom.

ANONYMOUS

grace,

1 HAPPY the man who finds the
The blessing of God's chosen race,-
The wisdom coming from above,
The faith that sweetly works by love.
2 Wisdom divine! who tells the price
Of wisdom's costly merchandise?
Wisdom to silver we prefer,

And gold is dross compared to her.

3 Her hands are filled with length of days,
True riches, and immortal praise;
Riches of Christ, on all bestowed,
And honor that descends from God.

4 To purest joys she all invites,
Chaste, holy, innocent delights;
Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her flowery paths are peace.

5 Happy the man who wisdom gains;
Thrice happy, who his guest retains;
He owns, and shall forever own,

Wisdom and Christ and heaven are one.

449.

C. M.

ANONYMOUS.

Wisdom.

10 HAPPY is the man, who hears
Instruction's warning voice;

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

2 Her treasures are of more esteem
Than east or west unfold;

And her rewards more precious are
Than all their mines of gold.

3 In her right hand she holds to view
A length of happy days;
Riches, with splendid honors joined,
Her left hand full displays.

4 She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread ;
A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

5 According as her labors rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.

450.

C. M.

NEWTON.

True Zeal.

1 ZEAL is that pure and heavenly flame The fire of love supplies;

Whilst that which often bears the name, Is self but in disguise.

2 True zeal is merciful and mild,
Can pity and forbear;

The false is headstrong, fierce and wild,
And breathes revenge and war.

3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of peace;

But self contends for names and forms,
Its party to increase.