WALKING WITH GOD. [Cowper. Oh, for a closer walk with God, Where is the blessedness I knew When first I saw the Lord? Where is the soul-refreshing view Of Jesus and his word? What peaceful hours I once enjoy'd! But they have left an aching void, Return, O holy Dove, return, I hate the sins that made thee mourn, And drove thee from my breast. The dearest idol I have known, Whate'er that idol be; Help me to tear it from thy throne; And worship only thee. So shall my walk be close with God, DAILY DUTIES, DEPENDENCE AND ENJOYMENT. [Christian Observer. "For whether we live, we live unto the Lord; and whe ther we die, we die unto the Lord." ROM. xiv. 9. WHEN, streaming from the eastern skies, The morning light salutes my eyes, O Sun of Righteousness divine, On me, with beams of mercy, shine; Chase the dark clouds of guilt away, And turn my darkness into day. When to Heaven's great and glorious King, My morning sacrifice I bring, And mourning o'er my guilt and shame, Ask mercy in my Saviour's name, Then, JESUS, sprinkle with thy blood, As every day thy mercy spares, When pain transfixes every part, O great Physician! see my grief, Should Poverty's consuming blow, For thou on earth, wast poor indeed. Should Providence profusely pour When each day's scenes and labors close, And wearied nature seeks repose, With pardoning mercy richly blest, Guard me, my Saviour, while I rest: And, as each morning sun shall rise, O lead me onward to the skies. And, at my life's last setting sun, THE BIRTH OF CHRIST. [Heber. BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morn ing, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the east the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid. |