5 Such seeds of sin, that bitter root,
In ev'ry heart are found;

Nor can they bear diviner fruit,
Till grace refine the ground.

WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-C. M. Dedham. Broomsgrove.
The Folly of Persecutors.

1 ARE sinners now so senseless grown,
That they the saints devour?

And never worship at thy throne,
Nor fear thine awful power?

2 Great God! appear to their surprise,
Reveal thy dreadful name;

Let them no more thy wrath despise,
Nor turn our hopes to shame.

3 Dost Thou not dwell among the just?

And yet our foes deride,

That we should make thy name our trust:
Great God! confound their pride!

mf 4 0 that the joyful day were come

To terminate our wrongs!

When God shall bring his children home,
We'll raise our endless songs!

WATTS.

Third Version.-S. M. Bender. Boxford.
Universal Depravity.

1 FOOLS in their hearts have said,
"There is no God on high,

No mighty Judge, whom we should dread,
With vengeance in his eye!"

2 The Lord from heav'n look'd down,
To see his offspring here,

If any his pure truth had known,

Or serv'd their God with fear.

3 But all have gone aside,
All from his statutes rove;
None in the ways of right abide,
None seek the things above.

4 Have ye no eyes to see,
Nor reason's light to learn,

Ye workers of iniquity,

That God's fierce wrath will burn?

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Salvation's streams might flow!

When God restores our captive state,
Our joys will overflow!

ALLEN.

15. FIRST VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Uxbridge.

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Character of the Righteous.

1 WHO shall ascend thy heav'nly place,
Great God, and dwell before thy face?
The man, who minds religion now,
And humbly walks with God below.

2 Whose hands are pure, whose heart is clean,
Whose lips still speak the things they mean;
No slanders dwell upon his tongue ;
He hates to do his neighbor wrong.

8 Firm to his word he ever stood,
And always makes his promise good;
He never deals in bribing gold,
The poor oppress'd his hands uphold.
4 He loves his enemies, and prays
For those, who curse him to his face,-
And does to all men still the same,
That he from them would hope or claim.
5 Yet, when his holiest works are done,
His soul depends on grace alone:-
This is the man, thy face shall see,
And dwell forever, Lord, with Thee'

WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. Appleton. Hebron., Character of a Citizen of Zion.

1 WHO shall within thy house abide?
Who in thy holy hill shall dwell?
" He, who from right ne'er turns aside,
Nor fails his tongue the truth to tell:-

2 Who ne'er backbites nor hurts the fame,
The good name, which his neighbor bears,
Nor e'er withstands his lawful claim,
Nor aught of his estate impairs:-

3 Who looks with keen, indignant eye
On vileness, though in pomp display'd,
But honors virtuous poverty,

And all in holiness array'd:

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ALLEN.

THIRD VERS.-C. M. St.Martins. Nottingham.

The Heir of Heaven.

1 WHO shall inhabit in thy hill,

O God of holiness?

Whom will the Lord admit to dwell,
Where saints his name confess?

2 The man, who walks in pious ways,
And works with pious hands;

Who on his Maker's promise stays,
And follows his commands.

3 He speaks the thing, his heart conceives,
Nor slanders with his tongue ;
An ill report he scarce believes,
Nor does his neighbor wrong.

4 No wealthy sinner he reveres;
Loves all, who fear the Lord;
And, though to his own hurt he swears,
Still he performs his word.

5 His hands a golden bribe repel,

And never gripe the poor:

This man with God on earth shall dwell,
And find his heav'n secure.

WATTS,

FOURTH VERSION.-78. Nuremburg. Turin.

The Man approved of God.

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1 WHO shall dwell, O Lord, with Thee,
In thy high pavilion bright?

He, whose hands from stains are free;
He, who walks in ways upright;
Speaking truth with kindly tongue,
Never charg'd with shameful wrong:-

2 In whose eyes the vile are mean,
Though array'd in golden dust,
But to whom all fair and sheen
Seem the humblest of the just,—
All the men in virtue's guise,
Denizens of yonder skies:-

3 Who from promise ne'er is bent,
Scorning bribes of yellow gold;
Guardian of the innocent,

Of oppress'd men patron bold ;—
He, who thus abides in love,
Surely has a home above!

ALLEN.

16. FIRSTVER.-L. M. Rockingham. Hebron.

Good works.

The Love of the Good.

PRESERVE me, Lord, in time of need;
For succor to thy throne I flee,
But have no merits there to plead ;
My goodness cannot reach to Thee.

p 2 Oft have my heart and tongue confess'd,
How poor my soul, how weak my frame;
My praise can never make Thee blest,
Nor add new glories to thy name.

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3 Yet, Lord, thy saints on earth may reap
Some profit by the good I do ;
These are the company, I keep,
These are the choicest friends, I know.

4 Let others choose the sons of mirth,
To give a relish to their wine;

I love the men of heav'nly birth,

Whose thoughts and language are divine.

WATTS.

SECOND VERSION.-L. M. St. Pauls. Farnsworth.

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Hope of the Resurrection.

1 WHEN God is nigh, my faith is strong;
His arm is my almighty prop;

Be glad, my heart, rejoice my tongue,
My dying flesh shall rest in hope.

2 Though in the dust I lay my head,
Yet, gracious Lord, Thou wilt not leave

My body always with the dead,

Nor of glad hope my soul bereave.

mf 3 My flesh shall thy first call obey,
Shake off the dust and rise on high;
Then shalt Thou lead the wondrous way
Up to thy throne above the sky.

4 There streams of endless pleasure flow;
And full discov'ries of thy grace,
Which we but tasted here below,
Spread purest joys through all the place.

WATTS.

THIRD VERSION.-C. M. Nichols. Westford.
Support and Counsel from God.

1 LET heathens to their idols' haste,
And worship wood or stone,
But my delightful lot is cast,
Where the true God is known.

2 His hand provides my constant food,
He fills my daily cup;

Much am I pleas'd with present good,
But more rejoice in hope.

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"His counsels are my light;

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He gives me sweet advice by day,
And gentle hints by night!"

4 My soul would all her thoughts approve
To his all-seeing eye ;

Not death, nor hell my hope shall move,
While such a friend is nigh.

WATTS.

FOURTH VERSION.-C. M. Dundee. Colchester.

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Resurrection of Christ.

1 "MY spirit, Lord, Thou wilt not leave

In dark abyss to dwell;

Thy word all quick'ning I believe,

And trust thy promise well.

2 "The path of life Thou hast reveal'd
That leads me to thy throne;

Thy courts immortal pleasure yield,
Thy presence joys unknown."`