Oh, never, never cease That joy and righteousness and peace PEN, Lord, our understanding. May thy heavenly grace, descending, Heavenly Teacher! May our minds with truth be stored. If thy Spirit does not teach us, Driving darkness from the heart, Man in vain may strive to teach us; Thou alone the teacher art. Heavenly Teacher! We beseech Thee, grace impart. YOME, Holy Spirit! source of love! With light and comfort from above; Be Thou our guardian, Thou our guide! O'er every thought and step preside. The light of truth to us display, That we may know and choose thy way; Plant holy fear in every heart, And may we ne'er from Thee depart. Lead us to holiness, the road 54. THE GOSPEL.* C. M. Hat ein may be forgiven; OW great the joy, to know, to feel, That Jesu's blood and righteousness, Free, full, and lasting is his grace, The vilest rebel may approach, The young, the old, the rich, the poor, Jesus is Lord of earth and heaven, What then have we to fear? IGH in the shining courts above, H God reigns the sovereign King; And angels round his throne of love, He smiles on every humble mind, He sees where youthful hearts unite, And Jesus ever takes delight To guide them with his hand. O! did the young around but know THEN we devote our youth to God, A flower when offered in the bud, 'Tis easier work if we begin To serve the Lord betimes; While sinners that grow old in sin Are hardened in their crimes. "Twill save us from a thousand snares To mind religion young: Grace will preserve our following years, And make our virtues strong. 57. 8.8.6.8.8.8. 6. W be thought so pleasant and so dear, HY should our poor enjoyments here And tempt our hearts astray? Our brightest joys are fading fast The longest life will soon be past; And if we go to heaven at last, We need not wish to stay. Perhaps the happy saints in bliss, Look down from their bright world to this, Where once they used to dwell; And wonder why we trifle so, And love these vanities below; And live as if we did not know There was a heaven and hell. LORD, while we call upon bly O deign to own our humble claim; O bless us, Lord, and save us still, 59. TH C. M. HE Saviour stands with open arms; Guilt holds us back, and fear alarms; Room in the Saviour's tender heart: In Him the Father reconciled, 60. 'TIS L. M. TIS the day of peace and love, Days and years have run to waste, 1 |