2 To walk as children of the day,
To mark the precept's holy light,
To wage the warfare, watch and pray,
Shew who are pleasing in his sight.
3 Not words alone it cost the Lord,

To purchase pardon for his own,
Nor will a soul by grace restor'd,
Return the Saviour words alone.
4 With golden bells, the priestly vest,
And rich pomegranates border'd round,
The need of holiness express'd,

And call'd for fruit as well as sound.

5 Easy, indeed, it were to reach

A mansion in the courts above, If swelling words and fluent speech Might serve instead of faith and love. 6 But none shall gain the blissful place, Or God's unclouded glory see, Who talks of free and sovereign grace, Unless that grace has made him free.

307.

L.M.-Acting as seeing Him who is invisible. Heb. xi. 27. 1 ETERNAL and immortal King,

Thy peerless splendours none can bear, But darkness veils seraphic eyes,

When God with all his lustre's there.

2 Yet faith can pierce the awful gloom,
The Great Invisible can see,
And with its tremblings mingle joy
In fix'd regards, great God, to thee.
3 Then every tempting form of sin,

Sham'd in thy presence, disappears!
And all the glowing raptur'd soul,
The likeness it contemplates, wears.

4 O ever-conscious to my heart, Witness to its supreme desire, Behold it presseth on to thee,

For it hath caught the heavenly fire. 5 This one petition would it urge, To bear thee ever in its sight, In life, in death, in worlds unknown, Its only portion and delight.

308.

P.M.-For Peace in Believing. John xiv. 1. 1 CALMER of my troubled heart, Bid my unbelief depart;

Speak, and all my sorrows cease,
Speak, and all my soul is peace.
2 Comfort me whene'er I mourn,
With the hope of thy return;
And till I thy glory see,
Bid me still believe in thee.

309.

P.M.-Joy and Peace in Believing.

1 SOMETIMES a light surprises
The Christian while he sings;
It is the Lord who rises

With healing in his wings:
When comforts are declining,
He grants the soul again
A season of clear shining,
To cheer it after rain.

2 In holy contemplation,

We sweetly then pursue
The theme of God's salvation,
And find it ever new;
Set free from present sorrow,
We cheerfully can say,

E'en let the' unknown to-morrow

Bring with it what it

may.

3 It can bring with it nothing,
But he will bear us through;
Who gives the lilies clothing,
Will clothe his people too;
Beneath the spreading heavens,
No creature but is fed;
And he who feeds the ravens,
Will give his children bread.

4 Though vine nor fig-tree neither
Their wonted fruit shall bear,
Though all the field should wither,
Nor flocks nor herds be there:
Yet God the same abiding,
His praise shall tune my voice;
For while in him confiding,
I cannot but rejoice.

310.

C.M.-The Influence of Faith.

1 WHEN faith presents the Saviour's death,
And whispers "This is thine,"
Sweetly my rising hours advance,
And peacefully decline.

2 While such my views, the radiant sun
Sheds a more sprightly ray;

Each object smiles, all nature charms;
I sing my cares away.

311.

L.M.-The Confidence of Faith. Hab. iii. 17, 18.
JESUS is mine! I'm now prepar'd
To meet with what I thought most hard;
Yes, let the winds of trouble blow,
And comforts melt away like snow;
No blasted trees, or failing crops

Can hinder my eternal hopes;

Though creatures change, the Lord's the same,
Then let me triumph in his name.

312.

C.M.--Faith's Review and Expectation. 1 Chron. xvii. 16, 17. 1 AMAZING grace! (how sweet the sound!) That sav'd a wretch like me!

I once was lost, but now am found,
Was blind, but now I see.

2 'Twas grace that taught my heart to fear, And grace my fears reliev'd;

How precious did that grace appear,
The hour I first believed!

3 Through many dangers, toils, and snares, I have already come:

'Tis grace has brought me safe thus far,
And grace will lead me home.

4 The Lord has promis'd good to me,
His word my hope secures;

He will my shield and portion be,
As long as life endures.

5 Yes, when this flesh and heart shall fail, And mortal life shall cease,

I shall possess, within the veil,

A life of joy and peace.

6 The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
The sun forbear to shine;

But God who call'd me here below,
Will be for ever mine.

313.

C.M.—The Fear of God. Prov. xiv. 26.

1 HAPPY, beyond description, he
Who fears the Lord his God;
Who hears his threats with holy awe,
And trembles at his rod.

2 Fear, sacred passion, ever dwells,
With its fair partner, love;
Blending their beauties, both proclaim
Their source is from above.

3 Let terrors fright the' unwilling slave,
The child with joy appears;
Cheerful he does his father's will,
And loves as much as fears.

4 Let fear and love, most holy God!
Possess this soul of mine,
Then shall I worship thee aright,
And taste thy joys divine.

314.

C.M.-Being in the Fear of God all the day long. Prov. xxiii. 17.
1 THRICE happy souls, who born from heaven,
While yet they sojourn here,
Thus all their days with God begin,
And spend them in his fear.

2 So may our eyes with holy zeal
Prevent the dawning day;
And turn the sacred pages o'er,
And praise thy name and pray.
3 'Midst hourly cares may love

present

Its incense to thy throne;
And, while the world our hands employs,
Our hearts be thine alone.

4 As sanctified to noblest ends

Be each refreshment sought, And by each various providence

Some wise instruction brought.

5 When to laborious duties call'd,
Or by temptations tried,
We'll seek the shelter of thy wings,
And in thy strength confide.

6 As different scenes of light arise,
Our grateful hearts would be
With thee, amidst the social band,
In solitude with thee.