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There, too, a sharp designing trade
Sin, Satan, and the World maintain ;
Nor cease to press me, and persuade

To part with ease, and purchase pain.

I know them, and I hate their din ;
Am weary of the bustling crowd;
But while their voice is heard within,
I cannot serve thee as I would.

Oh! for the joy thy presence gives,
What peace shall reign when thou art there;
Thy presence makes this den of thieves
A calm delightful house of prayer.

And if thou make thy temple shine,
Yet, self-abased, will I adore ;
The gold and silver are not mine;
I give thee what was thine before.

XVIII. LOVEST THOU ME? John, xxi. 16.

HARK, my soul! it is the Lord;
'Tis thy Saviour, hear his word;
Jesus speaks, and speaks to thee,
"Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?

"I deliver'd thee when bound,
And when bleeding, heal'd thy wound;
Sought thee wandering, set thee right,
Turn'd thy darkness into light.

"Can a woman's tender care
Cease towards the child she bare?
Yes, she may forgetful be,

Yet will I remember thee.

"Mine is an unchanging love,
Higher than the heights above,
Deeper than the depths beneath,
Free and faithful, strong as death.

"Thou shalt see my glory soon,
When the work of grace is done;
Partner of my throne shalt be ;-
Say, poor sinner, lovest thou me?"

Lord, it is my chief complaint,
That my love is weak and faint;
Yet I love thee and adore,-

Oh! for grace to love thee more!

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FIERCE passions discompose the mind,
As tempests vex the sea;
But calm content and peace we find,
When, Lord, we turn to thee.

In vain by reason and by rule
We try to bend the will;
For none but in the Saviour's school
Can learn the heavenly skill.

Since at his feet my soul has sate,
His gracious words to hear,
Contented with my present state,
I cast on him my care.

"Art thou a sinner, soul?" he said,
"Then how canst thou complain?
How light thy troubles here, if weigh'd
With everlasting pain!

"If thou of murmuring wouldst be cured, Compare thy griefs with mine; Think what my love for thee endured,

And thou wilt not repine.

""Tis I appoint thy daily lot,

And I do all things well;

Thou soon shalt leave this wretched spot,

And rise with me to dwell.

"In life my grace shall strength supply, Proportion'd to thy day;

At death thou shalt find me nigh,

To wipe thy tears away."

Thus I, who once my wretched days
In vain repinings spent,

Taught in my Saviour's school of grace,
Have learnt to be content.

XX. OLD TESTAMENT GOSPEL.

ISRAEL in ancient days

Not only had a view
Of Sinai in a blaze,

Heb. iv. 2.

But learn'd the Gospel too;
The types and figures were a glass,
In which they saw a Saviour's face.

The paschal sacrifice

And blood-besprinkled door",
Seen with enlighten'd eyes,

And once applied with power,

Would teach the need of other blood,

To reconcile an angry

God.

The Lamb, the Dove, set forth
His perfect innocence,

Whose blood of matchless worth

Should be the soul's defence;

For he who can for sin atone,
Must have no failings of his own.

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Dipt in his fellow's blood, The living bird went free"; The type, well understood, Express'd the sinner's plea ; Described a guilty soul enlarged, And by a Saviour's death discharged. Jesus, I love to trace, Throughout the sacred page, The footsteps of thy grace, The same in every age!

O grant that I may faithful be

To clearer light vouchsafed to me!

XXI. SARDIS. Rev. iii. 1-6.

"WRITE to Sardis," saith the Lord,
"And write what he declares,
He whose Spirit, and whose word,
Upholds the seven stars :
All thy works and ways I search,
Find thy zeal and love decay'd;
Thou art call'd a living church,
But thou art cold and dead.

"Watch, remember, seek, and strive, Exert thy former pains;

Let thy timely care revive,

And strengthen what remains ; Cleanse thine heart, thy works amend,

Former times to mind recall,

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XXII. PRAYER FOR A BLESSING.

BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth,
The gift of saving grace;

And let the seed of sacred truth
Fall in a fruitful place.

Grace is a plant, where'er it grows,
Of pure and heavenly root;
But fairest in the youngest shows,
And yields the sweetest fruit.

Ye careless ones, O hear betimes
The voice of sovereign love!

Your youth is stain'd with many crimes,
But mercy reigns above.

True, you are young, but there's a stone
Within the youngest breast;

Or half the crimes which you have done
Would rob you of your rest.

For

you the public prayer is made;
Oh! join the public prayer!
you the secret tear is shed;
O shed yourselves a tear!

For

We

pray that you may early prove The Spirit's power to teach; You cannot be too young to love That Jesus whom we preach.

XXIII.

PLEADING FOR AND WITH YOUTH.

SIN has undone our wretched race;
But Jesus has restored,

And brought the sinner face to face
With his forgiving Lord.

This we repeat from year to year,
And
press upon our youth;

Lord, give them an attentive ear,
Lord, save them by thy truth!

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