s check
Their ardent progress to the skies,
Well may they venture, who expect
An heavenly and immortal prize.
When faith to their delighted view
Their future blissful portion brings,
They, firm and cheerful, bid adieu
To sin, and self, and earthly things.
Happy to leave the world behind,
Their conduct speaks a noble aim;
They seek a city, and shall find
The promised new Jerusalem.
Nor yet does impotence or fear
Their sense of earthly bliss restrain,
Did they not heaven to earth prefer,
They soon might wed the world again.
In heaven their treasure is laid up
Beyond the reach of accident,
There shall their lively glorious hope
Receive its full accomplishment.
HYMN.
But yield yourselves unto God as those that are alive from the dead;
and your members as instruments of righteousness unto God.
--Romans 6:13.
My heart, the world forsake,
And every earthly toy;
The Lord of all thy portion make,
And in Him all enjoy.
May sensible delight,
Corrected and refined,
A thirst of nobler joys excite,
And urge the lingering mind.
Should ardent love impel
And actuate my soul,
Still may celestial fires prevail,
And every thought control.
Should glory stimulate,
And daring deeds propose,
That only fame I'd emulate,
To triumph in the cross.
Or should my yielding powers
Acknowledge pleasure's sway,
I'd think of sacred streams and bowers,
And sweets that ne'er decay.
Should soaring science me
Her votary avow,
My only excellence should be
Christ crucified to know.
Should wealth my mind impress,
With the desire of more,
In Christ the fullness I possess,
Of Heaven's exhaustless store.
With all that nature craves,
Fully from thence supplied,
No aching want my bosom heaves
No wish unsatisfied.
REJOICING IN HOPE.
Tost on the troubled sea of life,
On every side assailed,
Involved in passion's stormy strife,
In irksome suff'rance held.
The faithful word of promise cheers
And bears my spirits up,
Dispels my dark desponding fears
And stablishes my hope.
Hope that shall every toil survive,
That smoothes the rugged path,
That mitigates the ills of life,
And soothes the hour of death.
And when the storms of life are o'er,
And all our conflicts cease,
When landed on the heavenly shore
To enjoy eternal peace.
Hope at the last, her charge resigned,
Securely we dismiss,
And an abundant entran
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