105. C. P. M. HENRY MOORE. The Charms of Virtue imperishable. 1 ALL earthly charms, however dear, 2 The nobler beauties of the just Their honors time and death defy, 106. L. M. SIR HENRY WOTTON. An independent and happy Life. 1 How happy is he born or taught, More of his grace than goods to lend, 4 This man is freed from servile bands 107. 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, 2 'Midst hourly cares, may love present And while the world our hands employs, 3 As sanctified to noblest ends, 4 When to laborious duties called, We'll seek the shelter of thy wings, 5 As different scenes of life arise, 6 In solid, pure delights, like these, 108. C. M. EXETER COL. Fortitude founded on godly Fear. 1 BLEST is the man who fears the Lord; His well-established mind, In every varying scene of life, 2 Oft through the deep and stormy sea 3 Though dark his present prospects be, 4 Full in the presence of his God, 109. L. M. MRS. STEELE. Resolution and Example. 1 Ан, wretched souls, who strive in vain, Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin! A nobler toil may I sustain, A nobler satisfaction win. 2 May I resolve, with all my heart, With all my powers, to serve the Lord; 3 O, be his service all my joy! 4 O, may I never faint nor tire, Nor, wandering, leave his sacred ways: 110. C. M. J. NEWTON. Christian Perseverance. 1 REJOICE, believer, in the Lord, 2 Weak as you are, you shall not faint, 3 Though sometimes unperceived by sense, 4 As surely as Christ overcame, 1 GIVE to the winds thy fears; Hope and be undismayed; God hears thy sighs, and counts thy tears; God shall lift up thy head. 2 Through waves, through clouds and storms, He gently clears thy way; Wait thou his time, so shall the night 3 He every where hath rule, 4 Thou comprehend'st him not; 5 Thou seest our weakness, Lord; Warning against Slothfulness. 1 O ISRAEL, to thy tents repair! Why thus secure on hostile ground? 2 O, sleep not thou, as others do; 3 A nobler lot is cast for thee; A crown awaits thee in the skies: 4 No! let a careless world repose, And slumber on through life's short day, While Israel to the conflict goes, And bears the glorious prize away. |