3 O, faint not, Christian, for thy sighs
Are heard before His throne;

The race must come before the prize,
The cross before the crown.

98.

L. M.

MONTGOMERY.

The Christian Soldier.

1 THE Christian warrior, see him stand
In the whole armor of his God;
The Spirit's sword is in his hand;
His feet are with the gospel shod.

2 In panoply of truth complete,
Salvation's helmet on his head,

With righteousness, a breastplate meet,
And faith's broad shield before him spread;

3 With this omnipotence he moves;
From this the alien armies flee;
Till more than conqueror he proves,
Through Christ, who gives him victory.

4 Thus strong in his Redeemer's strength,
Sin, death, and hell, he tramples down,
Fights the good fight, and wins at length,
Through mercy, an immortal crown.

99.

L. M.

SPIRIT OF THE PSALMS.

True Riches.

1 AMIDST unsatisfied desires,
Or trouble's overwhelming flood,
Eager the doubting heart inquires,
"O, who will show us any good?"

2 But happy they who serve the Lord,
And in his holy name believe;

They know, from his all-gracious word,
That he will every want relieve.

3 When humbly offering at his shrine
The grateful homage of the heart,
The Lord will hear, and grace divine
In rich and copious streams impart.

4 Worldlings, who wealth and honors love,
Full many a weary vigil keep;

But he whose treasure is above,
Shall rest secure, and sweetly sleep.

100.

C. P. M.

COTTON.

Contentment and Resignation.

1 IF solid happiness we prize,

Within our breasts the jewel lies;

Nor need we roam abroad: The world has little to bestow;

From well-formed hearts our joys must flow, Hearts that delight in God.

2 Then let us, with a grateful mind,
Take what our Father, ever kind,
Doth graciously bestow;

The blessings which he sends, enjoy,
And in his praise find sweet employ,
From whom our comforts flow.

3 To be resigned, when ills betide,
Patient when favors are denied,
And pleased with favors given;
This is the wise, the virtuous part;
This is that incense of the heart
Whose fragrance reaches heaven.

4 Thus through life's changing scenes we'll go;
Its checkered paths of joy and woe,
With holy care we'll tread;
Quit its vain scenes without a tear,
Without a trouble or a fear,

And mingle with the dead.

5 For conscience, like a faithful friend,
Shall through the gloomy vale attend,
And cheer our dying breath;
Shall, when all other comforts cease,
Like a kind angel, whisper peace,
And smooth the bed of death.

101.

C. M.

SCOTCH PARAPHRASES.

The Ways of Wisdom.

1 O, HAPPY is the man who hears
Instruction's faithful voice,

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice!

2 Wisdom has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;
And her rewards more precious are
Than is the gain of gold.

3 She guides the young, with innocence,
In pleasure's path to tread;

A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

4 According as her labors rise,

So her rewards increase;

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

102.

C. M.

C. WESLEY.

Watchfulness.

1 I WANT a principle within Of jealous, godly fear; A sensibility of sin,

A pain to find it near.

2 I want the first approach to feel
Of pride, or fond desire;

To catch the wandering of my will,
And quench the kindling fire.

3 From thee that I no more may part,
No more thy goodness grieve,
The filial awe, the fleshly heart,
The tender conscience give.

4 Quick as the apple of an eye,
O God, my conscience make;
Awake my soul, when sin is nigh,
And keep it still awake.

103.

C. M.

Doddridge.

Christian Watchfulness.

1 AWAKE, my drowsy soul, awake,
And view the threatening scene:
Legions of foes encamp around,
And treachery lurks within.

2 'Tis not this mortal life alone
These enemies assail;

How canst thou hope for future bliss,
If their attempts prevail?

3 Then to the work of God awake:
Behold thy Master near:
The various, arduous task pursue
With vigor and with fear.

4 The awful register goes on;

The account will surely come; And opening day, or closing night, May bear me to my doom.

5 Tremendous thought! how deep it strikes! Yet like a dream it flies,

Till God's own voice the slumbers chase From these deluded eyes.

Christian Activity and Watchfulness.

1 YE servants of the Lord,
Each in his office wait,
Observant of his heavenly word,
And watchful at his gate.

2 Let all your lamps be bright,
And trim the golden flame;

3

Gird up your loins, as in his sight,
For awful is his name.

Watch! 'tis your Lord's command;
And while we speak, he's near;
Mark the first signal of his hand,
And ready all appear.

4 O, happy servant he,

In such a posture found!

He shall his Lord with rapture see,
And be with honor crowned.