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HYMN 389. C. P. M. [#]
Contentment and Resignation. 1 If solid happiness we prize, Within our breasts the jewel lies;
Nor need we roam abroad :
Hearts that delight in God.
And pleased with favours given,This is the wise, the pious part, This is that incense of the heart,
Whose fragrance reaches heaven. 3 Thus through life's changing scenes we'll go , Its chequered paths of joy and wo
With holy care we'll tread ; Quit its vain scenes without a tear, Without a trouble or a fear,
And mingle with the dead.
ZEAL, FORTITUDE AND PRUDENCE.
HYMN 390. C. M. [#]
Zeal true and false.
The fire of love supplies ;
Is self in a disguise.
Can pity and forbear;
And breathes revenge and war.
He knows the worth of peace;
Its party to increase.
Its end is satisfied,
Nor seeks it aught beside.
Has its own ends in view ;
Come, see what I can do.
And from our hearts remove;
But that which springs from love.
HYMN 391. L. M. [#]
Persecution and Intolerance absurd. 1 ABSURD and vain attempt to bind,
With iron chains, the free-born mind ;
The wandering by destructive flame! 2 Bold arrogance, to snatch from heaven
Dominion not to mortals given;
Accountable to God alone!
Does no such cruelties approve ;
No arms but those persuasion yields. 4 By proofs divine, and reasons strong,
It draws the willing soul along ;
HYMN 392. C. M. [#]
Zeal and Vigour in the Christian Race. 1 AWAKE, my soul, stretch every nerve,
And press with vigour on;
And an immortal crown.
Hold thee in full survey :
And onward urge thy way.
3 'Tis God's all-animating voice
That calls thee from on high ;
To thine aspiring eye;-
Which shall new lustre boast,
Shall blend in common dust.
Survey the heavenly prize ;
Allure thy wandering eyes.
HYMN 393. L. M. [#]
Slaves to the world, and slaves to sin !
A nobler satisfaction win. 2 I would resolve, with all my heart,
With all my powers, to serve the Lord; Nor from his precepts e'er depart,
Whose service is a rich reward. 3 0, be his service all my joy ;
Around let my example shine, Till others love the blest employ,
And join in labours so divine. 4 Be this the purpose of my soul,
My solemn, my determined choice, To yield to his supreme control,
And in his kind commands rejoice.
may I never faint nor tire,
Nor wander from thy sacred ways : Great God, accept my soul's desire,
And give me strength to live thy praise.
HYMN 394. S. M. [+]
Obedience to God as our Father.
That all-commanding name;
And raise devotion's flame.
And filial homage pay ;
I'll cheerfully obey.
As I too oft have done,
Each sinful action shun.
And prove myself his son ;
The filial duties own.
This purpose to fulfil: