4 Bless'd are the men who seek his face,
Hunger and thirst for righteousness!
They shall be well supplied and.fed,
With living streams and living bread.
5 Bless'd are the men, whose bosoms move
And melt with sympathy and love;
The merciful shall ever find,

That GoD is merciful and kind.

Bless'd are the pure, whose hearts are clean.
From the defiling power of sin;

With endless pleasure they shall see

A GOD of spotless purity.

7 Bless'd are the men of peaceful life,
Who quench the kindling flame of strife;
They shall be call'd the heirs of bliss,
The sons of GOD, the GoD of peace.

8 Bless'd are the suffrers, who partake
Of pain and shame for Jesus' sake;
Their hearts may triumph in the Lord,
Glory, and joy are their reward.

166. C. M.

The Christian Race..

AWAKE, my soul! stretch every nerve,,

And press with vigour on;

A heav'nly race demands thy zeal,
And an immortal crown.

2 'Tis God's all-animating voice,
Which calls thee from on high;
'Tis his own hand presents the prize
To thy aspiring eye ;—

3. That prize, with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,

When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems,, Shall blend in common dust,

4 May we, with sacred ardour fired,
The glorious prize pursue;

And meet with joy the high command
To bid this scene adieu.

167. L. M.

The Christian Warfare.

I STAND up, my soul! shake off thy fears,.
And gird the gospel armour on ;
March to the gates of endless joy,
Where thy great Captain Saviour's gone.
2 Sin and the world resist thy course;
But these, my soul! are vanquish'd foes !'
For Jesus nail'd them to the cross,
And sang the triumph when he rose.
3 Then let my soul march boldly on,
Press forward to the heav'nly gate;
There peace and joy eternal reign,
And glittring robes for conqu'rors wait..
4 There shall I wear a victor's crown,
And triumph in the Almighty's grace,
When all the just in chorus join'd,
Unite to celebrate his praise.

163. L. M.

The one Thing needful.

WHY should we waste in trifling cares
The lives divine compassion spares,.
While in the various range of thought,
The one thing needful is forgot?"

2 Shall GOD invite us from above,
Shall Jesus urge his dying love,
Shall waken'd conscience give us pain,
And all these pleas unite in vain ?
3 Not so, our eyes will always view
The objects which we now pursue;
Not so eternity appear,

When death's decisive hour is near.

4 Almighty God! thy aid impart

To fix conviction on the heart!

Thy power can clear the darkest eyes, And make the haughtiest scorner wise. 169. L. M.

Prayer for Wisdom and Virtue. 1 SUPREME and universal Light!

Fountain of reason! Judge of right! Parent of good! whose blessings flow On all above and all below;

2 Without whose kind directing ray,
In everlasting night we stray,
From passion still to passion toss'd,
And in a maze of error lost ;-
3 Assist me, LORD to act. to be
What thy all-holy laws decree;
Worthy that intellectual flame,
Which from thy breathing spirit came.
4 May my expanded soul disclaim
The narrow view, the selfish aim;
And with a christian zeal embrace
Whate'er is friendly to my race.

5 O Father! faith and virtue grant ;
No more I wish, no more I want;
To know, to serve thee, and to love
Is peace below, is bliss above.

FA

179. P. M.

Love to God and Man.
ATHER of our feeble race!
Wise, beneficent, and kind;
Spread o'er nature's ample face,
Flows thy goodness unconfin'd:
Musing in the silent grove,

Or the busy walks of men,
Still we trace thy wondrous love
Claiming large returns again,

2

3

1

LORD! what offering shall we bring
At thy altars when we bow?
Hearts, the pure, unsullied spring,
Whence the kind affections flow;
Soft compassion's feeling soul,
By the melting eye express'd;
Sympathy, at whose controul

Sorrow leaves the wounded breast;

Willing hands to lead the blind,
Bind the wounded, feed the poor;
Love embracing all our kind,
Charity, with liberal store :
Teach us, O thou heavenly King!
Thus to shew our grateful mind,
Thus the accepted off'ring bring,
Love to thee, and all mankind.

THUS

171. L. M.

Love to God and Man.

HUS saith the first and great command, 'Let all thy inward powers unite

To love thy Maker and thy God,'

With utmost vigour and delight.

2 Then shall thy neighbour, next in place,

Thy heart's sincere affection prove;

And let thy wishes for thyself
Measure to him the debt of love.'

3 But whilst these sacred truths we own,
How cold remain our bosoms still!
Wake our best passions, GoD of love!
And mould our spirits to thy will,

1

172.
. C. M.

Habitual Devotion.

WHILE thee, I seek, protecting power!

Be my vain wishes still'd,

And may this consecrated hour
With better hopes be fill'd!

2 Thy love the pow'rs of thought bestow'd; To thee my thoughts would soar;

Thy mercy o'er my heart has flow'd,- .
That mercy I adore!

3 In each event of life, how clear
Thy ruling hand I see!

Each blessing to my soul more dear,
Because conferr'd by thee.

4 In every joy that crowns my days,
In every pain I bear,

My heart would find delight in praise,
Or seek relief in prayer.

5 When gladness wings ruy favour'd hour,
Thy love my thoughts shall fill;
Resign'd when storms of sorrow low'r,
My soul would meet thy will;

6 Without an anxious gloomy fear,
The gath'ring tempest see;
Still trust in thy paternal care,
And fix my heart on the

173. C. M.

Morning Prayer.

To thee let my first off'rings rise

Whose sun creates my day,

Swift as his glad'ning influence flies,
And spotless as his ray.

2 This day thy fav'ring hand be nigh,
So oft vouchsaf'd before;

Still may it lead, protect, supply,
And I that hand adore.

3 If good thy providence impart,
For which resign'd I pray,
Give me to feel the grateful heart,
And cheerful pass the day.