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DESIRE OF KNOWLEDGE.

Thy mercies fill the earth, O LORD!

How good thy works appear ! Open our eyes to read thy word, And see thy wonders there.

II
Our hearts were fashion’d by thy hand; :

Our service is thy due ;
O! make thy servants understand

The duties they must do.

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Since we are strangers here below,

Let not our path be hid,
But mark the road that we should go,
And be our constant guide.

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If God to us his statutes shew,

And heav'nly truth impart,
His work for ever we'll pursue,
His law shall rule our heart.

v And when we've learnt our father's will,

We'll teach the world his ways: Our thankful lips, inspir'd with zeal,

Shall loud pronounce his praise.

THE BLESSEDNESS OF THE RIGHTEOUS.

Blest are the undefil'd in heart,

Whose ways are right and clean ;
Who never from thy law depart,
But fly from ev'ry sin.

II
Blest are the men who keep thy word,

And practise thy commands:
With their whole heart they seek thee,LORD!
And serve thee with their hands.

III
Great is their peace who love thy law ;

How firm do they abide !
Nor can a strong temptation draw
Their steadiness aside.

IV
Then shall our hearts have inward joy,

And we be kept from shame,
When all thy statutes we obcy,

And honour thy great name.

THE CHRISTIAN HAPPY IN DEATH.

I
Hear what the voice from heav'n proclaims

For all the pious dead !
Sweet is the savour of their names,
And soft their sleeping bed. ,,

II
They sleep in Jesus, and are bless'd:

How kind their slumbers are !
From suff'rings, and from sins, releas'd,

And freed from ev'ry snare.

III

Far from this world of toil and strife,

They ’re safe in thee, O LORD ! The labours of their mortal life

Close in a large reward.

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Yet a few years, or days, perhaps,
Or moments pass in silent lapse,
And time to me shall be no more;
No more the sun these eyes shall view;
Earth o'er these limbs her dust shall strew,
And life's delusive dream be o’er,

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Great God! how awful is the scene !
A breath, a transient breath between ;
And can I trifle life away?
To carth, alas ! too firmly bound,
Trees deeply rooted in the ground
Are shiver'd when they ’re torn away.

III

Yet, dumb with wonder, I behold
Man's thoughtless race, in error bold,
Forget or scorn the laws of death;
With these no projects coincide,
Nor vows, nor toils, nor hopes, they guide;
Each thinks he draws immortal breath.

IV
Great cause of all, above, below!
Who knows thee, must for ever know,
That thou 'rt immortal and divine :
Thine image on my mind imprest.
Of endless being is the test, '
And bids eternity be mine.

THE WAY AND END OF THE RIGHTEOUS.

I
My God! the steps of pious men

Are order'd by thy will;
Though they should fall, they rise again;

Thy hand supports them still.

II

To see their ways, is thy delight; • Their virtues thou approv'st : Thou ’lt ne'er deprive them of thy light,

Nor leave the men thou lov'st.

III

The heav'nly heritage is theirs,

Their portion and their home :
Thou keep'st them now,andmak'stthem heirs
Of blessings long to come.

IV
Mark well, the man of righteousness;

His sev'ral steps attend;
True pleasure runs through all his ways,

And peaceful is his end.

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