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And share at length thy bliss above,
HYMN 332. L. M. 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 doubts perplex'd 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 crimes, 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.
HYMN 333. L. M. 1. OFT have I turn’d my eye within,
And brought to light some latent sin ; But pride, the vice I most detest,
Still lurks securely in my breast.
And lifts my virtues to the skies ;
Her own deformity conceals.
And all her restless pow'r subdue. 4. So shall humility divine
Again possess this heart of mine;
And form a temple for my God,
HYMN 334. L. M. 1. THE man, whose firm and equal mind
To solid glory is inclin'd, Determin'd will his path pursue,
And keep the godlike prize in view. 2. His calm, undaunted, manly breast,
Of virtue, honour, truth possest,
And fearless tread this mortal stage. 3. Amidst th' assailing ills of life,
Pride, passion, malice, envy, strife,
Intrepid, gen?rous, just, and wise. 4. In conscious rectitude secure,
This man unshaken shall endure
Oppressiou, bondage, sickness, pain. 5. And when, at last, th' eternal Pow'r
Shall fix th’ irrevocable hour,
Since 'tis decreed that all 'must die : 6. Conscious of sov'reign merey near,
Its voice shall banish ev'ry fear;
HYMN 335. L. M. 1. My God! permit me not to be
A stranger to myself and thee;
Forgetful of my highest love. 2. Why should my passions mix with earth,
And thus debase my heav'nly birth?
And let my God, my Father, go ?
Thy gracious word can draw me thence.
I would obey the voice divine,
And all inferior joys resign.
HYMN 336. L. M.
And chase these shadowy forms no more ; Seek out some solitude to mourn,
And thy forsaken God implore.
Retir'd and silent seek them there :
The way to break the tempter's snare. 3. And thou, my God, whose piercing eye
Distinct surveys each deep recess, In these abstracted hours draw nigh,
And with thy presence fill the place. 4. Through all the mazes of my heart,
My search let heav'nly wisdom guide ; And still its radiant beams impart,
'Till all be search'd and purified. 5. Then with the visits of thy love
Vouchsafe my inmost soul to cheer; "Till ev'ry grace shall join to prove,
That God hath fix'd his dwelling there.
HYMN 337. L. M.
Of noble or ignoble name;
2. Enrich'd with that, no want we'll fear,
Thy providence shall be our trust. Thou wilt supply our portion here,
Thou friend and guardian of the just! 3. Oh ! may we, with sincere delight,
To all the task of daty pay ; Tender of ev'ry social right,
Obedient to thy lawful sway! 4. Such virtue thou wilt not forget
In that blest world, where virtue shares A fit reward ; though not of debt But what thy boundless grace prepares.
HYMN 338. c. M. 1. COME let us search our ways and try ;
Have they been just and right? Is the great rule of equity
Our practice and delight ? 2. What we would have our neighbour dog
Have we still done the same? From others ne'er withheld the due,
Which we from others claim ?
Nor envied others' praise ;
Nor us'd detraction's ways ?
Turn'd from another's wo? The scorn, which rings the suff’rer's breast,
Have we abhorr'd to shew?
To God, the just and kind;
And hope his grace to find.
Who equity contemn;
HYMN 339. L. M. 1.0
God, my Saviour, and my King,
Send down thy spirit from above,
And warm my heart with holy love. 2. May I from ev'ry act abstain,
That gives another grief or pain;
To be the friend of all mankind. 3. With pity let my breast o'erflow,
When I behold a brother's wo;
Whene'er I meet a wounded heart. 4. And let my neighbour's prosp'rous state
A mutual joy in me create ;
His peace and happiness be mine. 5. Yea, though my neighbour's hate I prove,
Still let me vanquish hate with love; Slow to resent, though he would grieve,
But always ready to forgive.
An image fair, though faint, of thine ;
HYMN 340. C. M.
Their faith and zeal declare :
If love be wanting there. 2. Love suffers long with patient eye,
Nor is provokid in haste; She lets the present inj’ry die,
And long forgets the past. 3. Malice and rage, those fires of hell,,
She quenches with her tongue ; Hopes and believes and thinks no ill,
Tho’she endures the wrong.
The scandals of the time;
Nor envies those that climb.