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DODDRIDGE. Having the Son, and having Life in him. 1 O HAPPY Christian, who can boast,

The Son of God is mine!'
Happy, though humbled in the dust,

Rich in this gift divine.
2 He lives the life of heaven below,

And shall forever live;
Eternal streams from Christ shall flow,

And endless vigor give.
3 That life we ask with bended knee,

Nor will the Lord deny;
Nor will celestial mercy see

Its humble suppliants die.

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WATTS. The hidden Life of a Christian. 1 O HAPPY soul that lives on high,

While men lie groveling here !
His hopes are fixed above the sky,

And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no secret stings,

While grace and joy combine
To form a life whose holy springs

Are hidden and divine.
3 He waits in secret on his God,

His God in secret sees;
Let earth be all in arms abroad,

He dwells in heavenly peace.

4 His pleasures rise from things unseen,

Beyond this world and time,
Where neither eyes nor ears have been,

Nor thoughts of mortals climb.

5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne

To raise his figure here,
Content and pleased to live unknown,

Till Christ, his Life, appear.
6 He looks to heaven's eternal hills,

To meet that glorious day; Dear Lord, how slow thy chariot wheels !

How long is thy delay !


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Christian Equity.

1 COME, let us search our ways and try;

Have they been just and right? Is the great rule of equity

Our practice and delight?
2 What we would have our neighbor do,

Have we still done the same,
And ne'er delayed to pay his due,

Nor injured his good name?
3 In vain we talk of Jesus' blood,

And boast his name in vain,
If we can slight the laws of God,

And prove unjust to men.

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The Blessings of the liberal Man. Ps. 112.

1 THAT man is blessed who stands in awe Of God, and loves his sacred law;

His seed on earth shall be renowned ; His house the seat of wealth shall be, An inexhausted treasury,

And with successive honors crowned.

2 His liberal favors he extends;
To some he gives, to others lends;

A generous pity fills his mind;
Yet what his charity impairs,
He saves by prudence in affairs ;

And thus he's just to all mankind. 3 His hands, while they his alms bestowed, His glory's future harvest sowed ;

The sweet remembrance of the just,
Like a green root, revives, and bears
A train of blessings for his heirs,

When dying nature sleeps in dust.
4 Beset with threatening dangers round,
Unmoved shall he maintain his ground;

His conscience holds his courage up; The soul that's filled with virtue's light, Shines brightest in affliction's night,

And sees in darkness beams of hope.


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Watts. Sincerity and Hypocrisy. 1 GOD is a Spirit just and wise ;

He sees our inmost mind;
In vain to heaven we raise our cries,

And leave our souls behind.
2 Nothing but truth before his throne

With honor can appear ;
The painted hypocrites are known

Through the disguise they wear. 3 Their lifted eyes salute the skies,

Their bending knees the ground;
But God abhors the sacrifice

Where not the heart is sound. 4 Lord, search my thoughts, and try my ways,

And make my soul sincere ;
Then shall I stand before thy face,

And find acceptance there.

L. M.

ENFIELD. Humility. 1 WHEREFORE should man, frail child of clay,

Who, from the cradle to the shroud, Lives but the insect of a day,

O, why should mortal man be proud ? 2 His brightest visions just appear,

Then vanish, and no more are found; The stateliest pile his pride can rear,

A breath may level with the ground.

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2 I charge my thoughts, be humble still,

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WATTS. 3 His

Humility and Submission. Ps. 131. His

search, gracious God, and see; L

Lord, I appeal to thee. 4

all my carriage mild;
Content, my Father, with thy will,
And quiet as a child.
The patient soul, the lowly mind,

Shall have a large reward ;
Let saints in sorrow lie resigned,

And trust a faithful Lord.



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