So shall their course more grateful roll,

If future years arise;

Or this shall bear my joyful soul

To bliss that never dies.

Do not I love Thee, O my Lord ?——

Behold my heart and see; And turn each hateful idol out,

That dares to rival Thee.

Do not I love Thee from my soul?
Then let me nothing love;
Dead be my heart to every joy,

When Jesus cannot move.

Is not thy name melodious still,
To mine attentive ear?—

Doth not each pulse with pleasure bound,
My Saviour's voice to hear?

Hast Thou a lamb in all thy flock,

I would disdain to feed?

Hast Thou a foe before whose face

I fear thy cause to plead?

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Would not my heart pour forth its blood
In honour of thy name?

And challenge the cold hand of death
To damp the immortal flame?

Thou knowest I love Thee, dearest Lord;

But Oh! I long to soar,

Far from the sphere of mortal joys,

And learn to love Thee more.

"O MY GOD, BE NOT FAR FROM ME!"

BESET with snares on every hand,
In life's uncertain path I stand:
Saviour Divine, diffuse Thy light,
To guide my doubtful footsteps right.

may this roving, treacherous heart, Like Mary choose the better part ; And scorn the trifles of a day,

For joys that none can take away.

Then let the wildest storms arise,
Let tempests mingle earth and skies,
No fatal shipwreck shall I fear,
But all my treasures with me bear.

If Thou, my Saviour, still art nigh,
Cheerful I live, and joyful die;
Secure, when mortal comforts flee,
To find ten thousand worlds in Thee.

COMMUNE WITH YOUR OWN HEART UPON YOUR BED, AND BE STILL."

INTERVAL of grateful shade,
Welcome to my weary head!
My Great Master still allows
Needful periods of repose.

By my Heavenly Father blest,
Thus I give myself to rest.

Heavenly Father! gracious name!
Night and day His love the same!

Far be each suspicious thought,

Every anxious care forgot:
Thou, my ever-bounteous God,
Crown'st my days with various good.

Thy kind eye, which cannot sleep,
These defenceless hours shall keep :
Blest vicissitude to me!

Day and night I'm still with Thee.