Book II.] HYMNS. LVI. LVIÍ, LVIIf. LIX. 173 HYMN LVI. [C. M.3 The misery of being without God in this world : or, vain prosperity. 1 NO, I shall envy them no more, Who grow profanely great, Tho' they increase their golden store, And rise to wondrous height. 2 They taste of all the joys that grow Upon this earthly clod! (thro', Well, they may search the creature For they have ne'er a God. .3 Shake off the thoughts of dying too, And think your life your own But death comes hast'ning on to you, Tommy your glory down. 4 Yes, you must bow your stately head, Away your spirit flies, And no kind angel near your bed, To bear it to the skies. s (to now, and boast of all your stores, And tell how bright you shine : Your heaps of glitt'ring dust are yours, And my Redeemer's mine. HYMN LVH. (L. M.) The pleasures of a good conscience. t LORD, how secure andbless'd are they Who feel the joys of pardon'd sin ! Should storms of wrath shake earth and sea, (within. Their minds have heav'n and peace The day glides swiftly o'er their heads, Made up of innocence and love ; And soft and silent as the shades Their nightly minutes gentlymove. 3 (Quick as their thoughts their joys come on, But fly not half so swift away; Their souls are ever bright as noon, And calm as summer evenings be. 4 How oft they look to th' heav'nly hills, Where groves of living pleasure grow, And longing hopesand cheerful smiles Sit undisturb'd upon their brow.) 5 They scorn to seek our golden toys, But spendthe day, and share the night, In numb'ring o'er therictier joys That heav'n prepares for their delight. 4 While wretched we, like worms and moles, Lie grovl'ing in the dust below Almighty grace, renew our souls, And we'll aspire to glory too. HYMN LVIII. (G. M.) The shortness of life, and the goodness of God. 1 TIME! what an empty vapour 'tie; And days how swift they are ! Swift as an Indian arrow flies, Or lice a shooting star. 2 (The present moments just appear, Then slide away in haste, (here," That we can never say, " They're But only say, " They're past.") 3 (Our life is ever on the wing, And death is ever nigh ; The moment when our lives begin, We all begin to die.) 4 Yet, mighty God! our fleeting days Thy lasting favours share, Yet with the bounties of thy grace Thou load'st the rolling year. 5 'Tis sov'reign mercy finds usfood, And we are cloth'd with love ; While grace stands pointing out the That leads our souls above. (road, 6 His goodness runs an endlessround; All glory to the Lord ! His mercy never knows a bound; And be his name ador'd! 7 Thus we begin the lasting song ; And when we close our eyes, Let the next age thy praise prolong 'Till time and nature dies. HYMN LIX. [C. M.) Paradise on earth 1 Glory to God that walks the sky, And sends his blessings thro' That tells his saints of joys on high, And gives ataste below. 2 (Glory to God that stoops his thrones That dust and worms may see't, And brings a glimpse of glory down Around his sacred feet. 3 WhenChrist,withallhis gracescrown'dr Sheds his kind beams abroad, 'Tis ayoung heav'n on earthly ground, Andglory in the bud. I4 A blooming paradise of joy In this wild desert springs, And ev'ry sense I straight employ On sweet celestial things. 5 White lilies all around appear, And eachhis glory shows ; The rose of Sharon blossoms here, The fairest flow'r that blows. 6 Cliearful I feast on heav'nly fruit, And drink the pleasures down, Pleasures that flow hard by the foot Of the eternal throne.) 7 But, ah, how soon my joys decay, How soon my sins arise, And snatch th' heavenly scene away From these lamenting eyes! 8 When shall the time, dearJesus, when The shining day appear, That I shall leave those clouds of sin,. And guilt and darkness here ? 9 Up to the fields above the skies My hasty feet would go, There everlasting flow'rs arise, And joys unwith'ring grow.
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