SONNET. 8s & 4.. 1. When for e-ternal worlds we steer, And seas are calm, and skies are clear, And faith in live-ly ex-er cise, And dis-tant hills of Ca-naan rise,- The soul for joy then claps her wings, And loud her lovely sonnet sings, Vain world, adieu! Vain world, a-dieu !-And loud her love-ly son-net sings, Vain world, a- - dieu ! 2. With cheerful hope her eyes explore 3. The nearer still she draws to land, THE HAPPY MAN. b 1. How happy is the man who has chosen wisdom's 2. He rises in the morning; with the lark he tunes his ways, And measured out his span to his God in prayer and lays, And offers up a tribute to his God in prayer and praise; His God and his Bible are all that he desirespraise; And then to his labour he cheerfully re-pairs, To holi-ness of heart he con- tin-ually aspires; In sickness, pain, and sorrow, he never will repine, While he is drawing nourishment from Christ the living vine; When trouble presses heavily he leans on Jesus' breast, And in his precious promises he finds a quiet rest: The yoke of Christ is easy, and his burden always light; He lives-nor is he weary till Canaan heaves in sight. 4. "Tis thus you have his history through life, from day to day: Religion is no mystery; with him 't is a beaten way: And when upon his pillow he lies down to die, In hope he rejoices, for he knows his God is nigh: And when life's lamp is flickering, his soul, on wings of love, above. |