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4 Before we quite forsake our clay,
Or leave this dark abode,
To see our gracious God.
Of all I have, or hope, the spring!
And fill my heart with heavenly love.
That hurts or gives another pain :
Whene'er I meet a wounded heart.
A mutual joy in me create ;
His peace and happiness be mine.
Still let me vanquish bate with love;
That would abridge his happiness.
An image fair, though faint, of thine!
The Two Commandments.
To love thy God above;
2 Who is my neighbor? He who wants
The help which thou canst give;
This do, and thou shalt live.
Thy glory is our song;
With a rejoicing tongue.
In humble form was found,
They compassed him around.
Their peace he still pursued ;
And evil for his good.
Yet, with his dying breath,
And blest his foes in death.
5 0, may his conduct, all divine,.
To us a model prove :
Our enemies to love.
C. M. CHRISTIAN PSALMIST.
Faith, Hope and Charity.
And earth by them is blest ;
2 Hope shall to full fruition rise,
And faith be sight above;
For saints forever love.
Yet is the greatest charity;
To mine and every human heart.
Hope, that o'er doubting must prevail,
Is God's own name, for God is love.
Faith vanishes at perfect sight,
And hope with sorrow's fading form.
Beyond the reach of death and time,
And make their empty boast
While they are slaves to lust.
If faith be cold and dead;
3 'Tis faith that purifies the heart;
'Tis faith that works by love ;
And lifts the thoughts above.
By its celestial power,
In death's approaching hour.
Are but vain homage, Lord, to thee;
The heart a stranger to the song.
Sincere, and to thy will resigned,
Than Sheba's groves, or Sharon's fields.
Doth on eternal pillars stand;
Of brethren who agree
And bonds of charity!
The cups of Hermon's flowers;
When mingling odors breathe around,
Blessings, a boundless store,
Yea, life for evermore.
Each to each our tempers suit,
Heart to heart, as lute to lute.
Gently touch the trembling strings :
Music for the King of kings!
Whose hearts and hopes are one;
Through all their actions run.
Where zeal and friendship meet;
Make their communion sweet.
The saints are blest above,