3 Should I distribute all my store, To feed the bowels of the poor ; To gain a martyr's glorious name ;4 If love to God, and love to men, Be absent, all my hopes are vain : HYMN 354. C. M. [#] Law of Love. A strong, embracing force ; The planets in their course. 2 Thus, in the universe of mind, Is felt the law of love; For all that live and move. 3 In this fine sympathetic chain All creatures bear a part ; Linked to the feeling heart. 4 More perfect bond, the Christian plan Attaches soul to soul ; Though at the farthest pole. 5 To earth below, from heaven above, The faith in Christ professed, More clearly shows that God is love, And whom he loves is blessed. HYMN 355. C. M. [#] Christ's Love to Enemies our Example. 1 GOD of our mercy and our praise, Thy glory is our song; With a rejoicing tongue. 2 When Christ, among the sons of men, In humble form was found, With cruel slanders, false and vain, They compassed him around. 3 Their miseries his compassion moved, Their peace he still pursued : And evil for his good. 4 Their malice raged without a cause ; Yet, with his dying breath, And blessed his foes in death. 5 O may his conduct, all divine, To us a model prove : Our enemies to love. RELIGION AND ITS FRUITS. HYMN 356. C. M. [#] Religion. Of mortals here below; Its sovereign virtue know. 2 More needful this than glittering wealth, Or aught the world bestows; Can give such sweet repose. Amidst our youthful bloom ; 'Twill fit us for declining age, 'Twill fit us for the tomb. Be my Redeemer's throne ; His government to own. Let warm affections rise ; may I wait with strong desire To mount above the skies. HYMN 357. C. M. [#] Inconstancy in Religion. 1 IMMORTAL Source of light and grace, We hail thy sacred name : Thy goodness is the same. It wondrous mercy pours; Abundant as the showers. And loud implore thy grace In all thy righteous ways. Our steadfast souls shall move ; And with increasing transports press, To reach thy courts above. HYMN 358. C. M. [# or b ] Experimental Religion. 1 O FOR a closer walk with God, A calm and heavenly frame, That leads me to the Lamb ! 2 What peaceful hours I once enjoyed ! How sweet their memory still! But they have left an aching void, The world can never fill. 3 Return, O holy Dove, return, Sweet messenger of rest; And drove thee from my breast. 4 The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be, And worship only thee. 5 So shall my walk be close with God, Calm and serene my frame; That leads me to the Lamb. HYMN 359. S. M. [#] Joys of Religion. 1 How blest is man, O God, When first, with single eye, The day-spring from on high. 2 Through storms which cloud the skies, And brood o'er earthly things, With healing in his wings. A barren soil no more, Where follies sprung before. 4 The soul, so dreary once, Once misery's dark domain, And owns a heavenly reign. |