2 Lord, I have foes without, within,
The world, the flesh, indwelling sin,
Life's daily ills, temptation's power,
The tempted spirit's weaker hour.

3 Yet in the gloom of silent thought,
I call to mind what God hath wrought,
Thy wonders in the days of old,
Thy mercies great and manifold.

4 Oh! then to Thee I stretch my hands,
Like failing streams through desert sands:
I thirst for Thee, as harvest plains,
Parched by the summer, thirst for rains.

5 Teach me Thy will, subdue my own!
Thou art my God, and Thou alone:
Release my soul from trouble, Lord!
Quicken and keep me by Thy word!

1 What's hallowed ground? has earth a clod Its Maker meant not should be trod By man, the image of his God,

Erect and free,

Unscourged by Superstition's rod
To bow the knee?

2 Peace! Love! the Cherubim that join
Their spread wings o'er Devotion's shrine:
Prayers sound in vain, and temples shine,
Where they are not-

The Heart alone can make divine

Religion's spot.

3 What's hallowed ground?

T is what gives birth

To sacred thoughts in souls of worth:
Peace! Independence! Truth! go forth,
Earth's compass round:

And your high priesthood shall make Earth
All hallowed ground.

1 How happy is he born and taught,
Who serveth not another's will;
Whose armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his only 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 rumours 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 goods to lend; To crave for less, and more obey,

Nor dare with Heaven's high will contend: 5 This man is free from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall: Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all.

354. L. M.

1 Great God! whose all-pervading eye
Sees every passion of the soul;
When sunk too low, or raised too high,
Teach me those passions to control.
2 Temper the fervours of my frame!
Be charity their constant spring;
And oh, let no unhallowed flame
Pollute the offerings I bring!

3 Let love with piety unite,
To guide the bias of my will;
While hope and heavenly faith excite,
And wisdom regulates my zeal:

4 That wisdom, which to meekness turns,
Wisdom which cometh from above;
And let my zeal, whene'er it burns,
Be kindled by the fire of love!

1 Father of eternal love!
Glorify Thyself in me:

Fix my thoughts on things above;
Stay my heart alone on Thee!

2 Humble, holy, all-resigned,
May I say, "Thy will be done!"
Give me, Lord, the perfect mind
Of Thy well-beloved Son!
3 Counting gain and glory loss,
May I tread the path he trod!
Die with Jesus on the cross,
Rise with him to Thee, my God!

356. C. M.

1 Grace, like an uncorrupted seed, Abides and reigns within; Immortal principles forbid

The sons of God to sin.

2 Not by the terrors of a slave Do they perform His will,

But, with the noblest powers they have, His blest commands fulfil.

3 They find access at every hour To God within the veil;

Hence they derive a quickening power, And joys that never fail.

4 O happy souls! O glorious state
Of overflowing grace!

To dwell so near their Father's seat,
And see Him face to face!

5 Lord! I address Thy heavenly throne;
Call me a child of Thine;
Send down the Spirit of Thy Son,
To form my heart divine.

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357. S. M.

God, who is just and kind,
Will those who err instruct,

And to the paths of Righteousness
Their wandering steps conduct.

The humble soul He guides,
Teaches the meek His way;

Kindness and truth He shows to all

Who His just laws obey.

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Give me the tender heart

That mixes fear with love!

And lead me through whatever path Thy wisdom shall approve!

4 Oh! ever keep my soul

From error, shame, and guilt!
Nor suffer the fair hope to fail

Which on Thy truth is built!