1 YOUR harps, ye trembling saints,
Down from the willows take;
Loud to the praise of love divine,
Bid every string awake.

2 Though in a foreign land,

We are not far from home;
And nearer to our house above,
We every moment come.

3 His grace will to the end

Stronger and brighter shine;

TOPLADY

Nor present things, nor things to come,
Shall quench the spark divine.

465.

L. M.

"God is Love."

COWPER

1 WHEN darkness long has veiled my mind, And smiling day once more appears ; Then, my Creator! then I find

The folly of my doubts and fears.

2 Straight I upbraid my wandering heart,
And blush that I should ever be
Thus prone to act so base a part,
Or harbour one hard thought of thee.
3 0, let me then at length be taught

What I am still so slow to learn,
That God is love, and changes not,

Nor knows the shadow of a turn.
4 Sweet truth, and easy to repeat !

But, when my faith is sharply tried,
I find myself a learner yet,

Unskilful, weak, and apt to slide.
5 But, O my God! one look from thee
Subdues the disobedient will,

Drives doubt and discontent away,
And thy rebellious child is still.

466.

The Gospel exemplified in the Conduct.
1 SO let our lips and lives express
The holy gospel we profess;
So let our works and virtues shine,
To prove the doctrine all divine.
2 Thus shall we best proclaim abroad
The honors of our Maker, God,
When his salvation reigns within,
And grace subdues the power of sin.
3 Our flesh and sense must be denied,
Ambition, envy, lust, and pride;
While justice, temperance, truth, and love
Our inward piety approve.

4 Religion bears our spirits up,

While we expect that blesséd hope,
The bright appearance of the Lord,
And faith stands leaning on his word.

467.

L. M.

Patience.

RIPPON'S COLL

1 PATIENCE, O, 't is a grace divine,
Sent from the God of peace and love,
That leans upon its father's arm,

As through the wilds of life we rove.

2 By patience, we serenely bear

The troubles of our mortal state,
Ana wait, contented, our discharge,
Nor think our glory comes too late.

3 0, for this grace to aid us on,

And arm with fortitude the breast,
Till, life's tumultuous voyage o'er,
We reach the shores of endless rest.

4 Faith into vision shall resign,
Hope shall in full fruition die,
And patience in possession end,
In the bright worlds of bliss on high.
S. M.

468.

Watchfulness and Prayer inculcated.

1 MY soul, be on thy guard;
Ten thousand foes arise;

The hosts of sin are pressing hard
To draw thee from the skies.
2 O, watch, and fight, and pray ;
The battle ne'er give o'er;
Renew it boldly every day,
And help divine implore.

3 Ne'er think the victory won,
Nor lay thine armor down:
Thy arduous work will not be done
'Till thou obtain thy crown.

4 Fight on, my soul, till death

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Shall bring thee to thy God;

HEATH

He'll take thee, at thy parting breath,
To his divine abode.

C. M.

Humility and Submission.

1 IS there ambition in my heart?
Search, gracious God, and see;
Or do I act a haughty part?

Lord, I appeal to thee.

2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,
And all my carriage mild;

Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.

3 The patient soul, the lowly mind,
Shall have a large reward:

WATTS.

Let saints in sorrow lie resigned,

And trust a faithful Lord.

470.

L. M.

Humility.

ENFIELD.

1 WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay, Who, from the cradle to the shroud, Lives but the insect of a day,

O, why should mortal man be proud? 2 His brightest visions just appear,

Then vanish, and no more are found;
The stateliest pile his pride can rear,
A breath may level with the ground.
3 By doubt perplexed, in error lost,

With trembling step he seeks his way:
How vain of wisdom's gift the boast!
Of reason's lamp, how faint the ray!
4 Follies and sins, a countless sum,

Are crowded in life's little span :·
How ill, alas! does pride become
That erring, guilty creature, man'
5 God of my life! Father divine !

Give me a meek and lowly mind : In modest worth, O, let me shine, And peace in humble virtue find. 471.

C. M.

Prudence.

1 O, 'T IS a lovely thing to see
A man of prudent heart,

WATTS

Whose thoughts, and lips, and life agree
To act a useful part.

2 When envy, strife, and wars begin,
In fierce, contentious souls,

Mark how the sons of peace come in,
And quench the kindling coals.

3 Their minds are humble, mild, and meek,
Nor let their anger rise ;

Nor passion moves their lips to speak,
Nor pride exalts their eyes.

4 Their lives are prudence mixed with love,
Good works employ their day;

They join the serpent with the dove,
But cast the sting away.

472.

L. M.

The Blessing of Meekness.

1 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.

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

3 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.

1 WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys,

Transported with the view, I 'm lost
In wonder, love, and praise.

2 Unnumbered comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestowed,
Before my infant heart conceived-

From whom those comforts flowed.

3 When in the slippery paths of youth
With heedless steps I ran,

SCOTT