All may of Thee partake; Which with this tincture (for Thy sake) A servant, with this clause, Who sweeps a room as for Thy laws, This is the famous stone That turneth all to gold: For that which God doth touch and own, Can not for less be told. HERBERT. 26. "It is good for me to draw near to God." Ps. 78: 28. Sweet is the light of Sabbath eve, And soft the sunbeams lingering there; For these blest hours the world I leave, Wafted on wings of faith and prayer. The time, how lovely and how still! Season of rest! the tranquil soul Nor will our days of toil be long, 27. EDMESTON. "Thy mercy O Lord, is in the heavens; and Thy faithfulness reacheth unto the clouds. With Thee is the fountain of life: in Thy light we shall see light." PSALM 36: 5,9. High in the heavens, eternal God, Thy goodness in full glory shines; Thy truth shall break through every cloud That veils and darkens Thy designs, Forever firm Thy justice stands, As mountains their foundations keep; Thy providence is kind and large; My God, how excellent Thy grace! Fly to the shadow of Thy wings. From the provisions of Thy house, And brings salvation to our taste. Life like a fountain rich and free, WATTS. 28. "Now are we the sons of God, and it doth not yet appear what we shall be." 1 JOHN 8: 2. Blessed are the sons of God; They are justified by grace, They enjoy the Saviour's peace; All their sins are washed away, They are lights upon the earth, With them numbered may we be HUMPHRE 1S. 29. "Not by works of righteousness which we have done, but according to His mercy He saved us, by the washing of regeneration and renewing of the Holy Ghost; which He shed on us abundantly through Jesus Christ our Saviour." TITUS 8: 5, 6. O Thou that hear'st the prayer of faith! I have no refuge of my own, Slain in the guilty sinner's stead, That righteousness my robe shall be, And bring me near to God. Then save me from eternal death, By him some word of life impart The king of terrors then would be Unclogged by earth, or earthly things, TOPLADY. 30. "Why art thou cast down, O my soul? and why art thou disquieted in me? hope thou in God: for I shall yet praise Him for the help of His counte nance." "PSALM 42: 5. Be still, my heart! these anxious cares, |