God calleth preaching folly. Do not grudge He that gets patience, and the bleffing which XXXIV. THE CHRISTIAN. OW fine has the day been, how bright was the fun! How lovely and joyful the courfe that he run! Though he rofe in a mift, when his race he begun, And there followed fome droppings of rain. But now the fair traveller's come to the West, His rays are all gold, and his beauties are beft; He paints the sky gay, as he finks to his rest, And foretells a bright rifing again. Juft fuch is the Chriftian! His course he begins, Like the fun in a mift, when he mourns for his fins, And melts into tears, then he breaks out and fhines, But when he comes nearer to finish his race, WATTS. XXXV. CONTENTMENT. JOME murmur when their sky is clear, If one fmall fpeck of dark appear, In their great heaven of blue; And fome with thankful love are filled, If but one streak of light, One of God's great mercy gild ray The darkness of their night. In palaces are hearts that ask, And all good things denied? TRENCH. H XXXVI. CONTENTMENT. E that is down needs fear no fall, I am content with what I have, And, Lord, contentment ftill I crave, Fulnefs to fuch a burden is, BUNYAN. XXXVII. HUMILITY. HE bird that foars on higheft wing, In lark and nightingale we fee When Mary chofe "the better part," Was made for God's own temple meet. Faireft and beft adorned is fhe Whofe clothing is humility. The faint that wears the brighteft crown, In deepest adoration bends; The weight of glory bows him down Then moft when moft his foul afcends; Neareft the throne itself must be The footftool of humility. JAMES MONTGOMERY. XXXVIII. SOLITUDE. AM monarch of all I furvey, I am Lord of the fowl and the brute. I am out of humanity's reach, I must finish my journey alone, Society, friendship, and love, Divinely bestowed upon man, In the ways of religion and truth, |