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7 Thou rat seem to set those of Woden still.
Than basely in our lives disown,
And slight and mock Thee to Thy face. 7 Thou rather wouldst that we were cold,
Than seem to serve Thee without zeal ; Less guilty if, with those of old,
We worshipped Thor and Woden still. 8 Less grievous will the judgment-day
To Sodom and Gomorrah prove,
And trample on Thy richer love.
L.M. Ć. Wesley. 1742.
Ourselves and all we have deny ; · Thy condescending counsel take,
And come to Thee, pure gold to buy. 2 O might we, through Thy grace, attain
The faith Thou never wilt reprove ;
The faith that always works by love! 3 O might we see, in this our day,
The things belonging to our peace,
Of judgments, and our sins confess! 4 Thy fatherly chastisements own;
With filial awe revere Thy rod;
Into the outstretched arms of God.
C.M. C. Wesley. 1744.
For the Queen (or King.)
Subject to none but Thee;
2 Stir up Thy power, appear, appear,
And for Thy servant fight;
And vindicate her right.
We bear her to Thy throne;
The Lord's anointed one.
Thy love's pavilion spread,
Around her sacred head
Thy delegate and Thee;
From force and perfidy!
Or into friends convert :
Give her her people's heart.
The sovereign of our land ;
And bless her mild command.
The glory, Lord, be Thine :
The benefit divine.
The Spirit of grace impart :
On every loyal heart.
“Defend her, Lord, defend ;
And save her to the end !”
EDUCATION OF YOUTH,
Would hasten on to Thee. 2 While others tempt the dangerous height,
My course may I pursue ;
Keep heaven, my home, in view. 3 Pure as the rivers wont to stray
By Adam's blessed abode,
The image of my God.
And ocean's wave I see;
And lose myself in Thee. 840 (501)
4-78. CENNICK. 1743.
Glorious in His works and ways.
In the way the fathers trod :
Soon their happiness shall see.
Christ our Advocate is made ;
Brother to our souls becomes.
You on Jesu's throne shall rest :
There your kingdom and reward.
On the borders of your land :
Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Bids you undismayed go on. 6 Lord ! obediently we go,
Gladly leaving all below : : Only Thou our Leader be,
And we still will follow Thee ! 841
668,688. MONTGOMERY. 1824. TRIEND after friend departs;
Who hath not lost a friend ?
That finds not here an end;
Living or dying, none were blest.
Beyond this vale of death,
Where life is not a breath,
Whose sparks fly upwards to expire.
Where parting is unknown;
Formed for the good alone;
Thus star by star declines,
Till all are passed away,
To pure and perfect day ;
They hide themselves in heaven's own light. 842
Within the veil, and see
How bright their glories be !
2 Once they were mourners here below,
And pour'd out cries and tears :
With sins, and doubts, and fears.
They, with united breath,
Their triumph to His death.
His zeal inspired their breast;
Possess the promised rest.
For His own pattern given ;
Show the same path to heaven.
78 & 6s. SEAGRAVE. 1748.
Towards heaven thy native place.
To seats prepared above.
Nor stay in all their course;
Both speed them to their source :
To rest in His embrace.
Press onward to the prize ;
Triumphant in the skies :