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6 Let us, in life or death,
Boldly thy truth declare,

And publish, with our latest breath,
Thy love and guardian care.

S. H. M.

462.

CH. WATCHMAN.

Excellence of Faith.

1 FAITH is the Christian's prop,
Whereon his sorrows lean;
It is the substance of his hope,
His proof of things unseen;

It is the anchor of his soul

When tempests rage and billows roll.

2 Faith is the polar star

That guides the Christian's way,
Directs his wanderings from afar
To realms of endless day;

It points the course, where'er he roam,
And safely leads the pilgrim home.

3 Faith is the rainbow's form

Hung on the brow of heaven, The glory of the passing storm, The pledge of mercy given; It is the bright, triumphal arch, Through which the saints to glory march.

4 The faith that works by love,
And purifies the heart,

A foretaste of the joys above
To mortals can impart;

It bears us through this earthly strife,
And triumphs in immortal life.

C. M.

463.

Power of Faith.

TURNER.

1 FAITH adds new charms to earthly bliss,
And saves us from its snares;
It yields support in all our toils,
And softens all our cares.

2 The wounded conscience knows its power
The healing balm to give;
That balm the saddest heart can cheer,
And make the dying live.

3 Unveiling wide the heavenly world,
Where endless pleasures reign,
It bids us seek our portion there,
Nor bids us seek in vain.

4 There, still unshaken, would we rest,
Till this frail body dies,

And then, on faith's triumphant wing,
To endless glory rise.

L. M.

464.

MONTGOMERY.

The Christian Graces.

1 FAITH, hope, and charity, these three,
Yet is the greatest charity;

Father of lights, these gifts impart
To mine and every human heart.

2 Faith, that in prayer can never fail,
Hope, that o'er doubting must prevail,
And charity, whose name above

Is God's own name, for God is love.

3 The morning star is lost in light,
Faith vanishes at perfect sight,
The rainbow passes with the storm,
And hope with sorrow's fading form.

4 But charity, serene, sublime,

Beyond the reach of death and time, Like the blue sky's all-bounding space, Holds heaven and earth in its embrace.

C. M.

465.

BREVIARY.

"These three, but the greatest of these is Charity.”

1 HERE hope and faith their links unite With love in one sweet chain;

But when all fleeting things are past, Love shall alone remain.

2 O love! O true and fadeless light!
And shall it ever be,

That, after all our toils and tears,
Thy Sabbath we shall see?

3 'Mid thousand fears and dangers now
We sow our seed with prayer,
But know that joyful hands shall reap
The shining harvests there.

4 O Giver of each perfect gift!

Our faith and hope increase,

And crown them, in the future years, With endless love and peace.

L. M.

466.

SIR HENRY WOTTON.

A Happy Life.

1 How happy is he born and taught,
Who serveth not another's will;
Whose armor is his honest thought,
And simple truth his utmost skill!

2 Whose passions not his masters are;
Whose soul is still prepared for death,
Untied to this vain world by care
Of public fame or private breath;

3 Who hath his life from rumors freed;
Whose conscience is his strong retreat;
Whose state can neither flatterers feed,
Nor ruin make oppressors great;

4 Who God doth late and early pray
More of his grace than gifts to lend,
To crave for less, and more obey,

Nor dare with Heaven's high will contend

5 This man is freed from servile bands
Of hope to rise or fear to fall;

Lord of himself, though not of lands,
And, having nothing, yet hath all.

L. M.

467.

Humility.

MONTGOMERY.

1 THE bird that soars on highest wing
Builds on the ground her lowly nest;
And she that doth most sweetly sing
Sings in the shade when all things rest;
In lark and nightingale we see
What honor hath humility.

. When Mary chose the better part,
She meekly sat at Jesus' feet;
And Lydia's gently opened heart

Was made for God's own temple meet:-
Fairest and best adorned is she

Whose clothing is humility.

3 The saint that wears heaven's brightest crown In deepest adoration bends;

The weight of glory bows him down

Then most when most his soul ascends:
Nearest the throne itself must be

The footstool of humility.

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1 WHEN Christ among the sons of men
In humble form was found,
With cruel slanders, false and vain,
They compassed him around.

2 Their miseries his compassion moved,
Their peace he still pursued;
They rendered hatred for his love,
And evil for his good.

3 Their malice raged without a cause:
Yet, with his dying breath,

He prayed for murderers on his cross,
And blest his foes in death.

4 O may his conduct, all divine,
To us a model prove:

Like us, O God, our hearts incline
Our enemies to love.

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