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Character of Christ 1. Benold, where, in a mortal form,

Appears each grace divine: The virtres, all in Jesus met,

With mildest radiance shine.
2. The noblest love of human kind

Inspir'd his holy breast;
In deeds of mercy, words of peace,

His kindness was exprest.
3. To spread the rays of heav'nly light,

To give the mourner joy,
To preach glad tidings to the poor,

Was his divine employ.
4. Lowly in heart, by all his friends,

A friend and servant found;
He wash'd their feet, he wip'd their tears,

And heald each bleeding wound.
5. Midst keen reproach, and cruel scorn,

Patient and meek he stood :
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life;

He labour'd for their good.
6. In the last hour of deep distress,

Before his Father's throne,
With soul resign'd, he bow'd and said,

• Thy will, not mine, be done !!
7 Be Christ my pattern, and my guide!

His image may I bear!
O mny I tread his sacred steps:

And his bright glories share !

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ENFIELD

CHAPTER V.

PROMISCUOUS PIECES

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Gratitude to the Supremo Being 1. How cheerful along the gay mead,

The daisy and cowslip appear! The flocks, as they carelessly feed,

Rejoice in the spring of the year. & The myrtles that shade the gay bow'rs,

The herbage that springs from the sod, Trees, plants, cooling fruits, and sweet flow'rs

All rise to the praise of my God. 3. Shall man, the great master of all,

The only insensible prove ? Forbid it, fair Gratitude's call !

Forbid it, devotion and love!
4. The LORD, who such wonders could raise,

And still can destroy with a nod,
My lips shall incessantly praise ;

My heart shall rejoice in my God.

SECTION II.

Acknowledgment of Divine favours 1. WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad,

How many poor I see !
What shall I render to my God,

For all his gifts to me!
2. Not more than others I deserve,

Yet God has giv'n me more,
For I have food, while others starten

Or beg from door to door.
8. How many children in the street,

Half naked, I behold!
While I am cloth'd from head to foot,

And cover'd from the colu!

4. While some poor creatures scarce can teil,

Where they may lay their head, I have a home wherein to dwell,

And rest upon my bed.
5. While others early learn to swear,

And curse, and lie, and steal,
Lord ! I am tàught thy name to fear,

And do thy holy will.
6. Are these thy tavours, day by day

To me above the rest?
Then let me love thee more than they,

And try to serve thee best.

WATTS

SECTION II.

The excellence of the Bible.
1. GREAT God! with wonder and with praise

On all thy works I look;
But still thy wisdont, pow'r, and grace,

Shine brightest in thy book.
2. The stars, which in their courses roll,

Have much instruction giyin; But thy good word informs my soul

How I may get to heav'n. 3. The fields provide me food, and show

The goodness of the Lord; But fruits of life and glory grow

In thy most holy word. 4 Here are my choicest treasures hid,

Here my best comfort lies; Here my desires are satisfied,

And hence my hopes arise. 6 Lord ! make me understand thy law ;

Show what my faults have been; And from thy gespel let me draw.

Pardon for all my sin. 6. For here I learn how Jesus died,

To save my soul from hell : Not all the books on earth beside

Such heav'nly wonders tell.

7. Then let me love

my

Bible more,
And take a fresh delight,
By day to read these wonders o'er,
And medicate by night.

WATTS.

SECTION IV.

On Industry. 1. How does the little busy bee

Improve each shining hour; And gather honey all the day,

From every op’ning flow'r! 2. How skilfully she builds her cell!

How neat she spreads the wax ! And labours hard to store it well,

With the sweet food she makes. 8. In works of labour, or of skill,

I would be busy too:
For Satan finds some mischief still

For idle hands to do.
4. In books, or work, or healthful play,
Let

years That I may give for ev'ry day

Some good account at last.

my first

be past;

WATTE

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On early rising
1. How foolish they who lengthen night,

And slumber in the morning light !
How sweet at early morning's rise,
To view the glories of the skies,
And mark with curious eye the sun
Prepare his radiant course to run !
Its fairest form then nature wears,
And clad in brightest green appears.
The sprightly lark, with artless lay,

Proclaims the entrance of the day.
2. How sweet to breathe the gale's perfume,
And feast the eye with nature's blooto'

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Along the dewy lawn to rove,
And hear the music of the grove !
Nor you, ye delicate and fair,
Neglect to taste the morning air;
This will your nerves with vigour brace,
Improve and heighten ev'ry grace;
Add to your breath a rich perfume ;
Add to your cheeks a fairer bloom :
With lustre teach your eyes to glow;
And health and cheerfulness bestow.

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The drowning fly.
In yonder glass, behold a drowning fly!
Its little feet, how vainly does it ply!
Poor helpless insect! and will no one save?
Will no one snatch thee from the threatning grave ?
My finger's top shall prove a friendly shore.
There, trembler, all thy dangers now are o'er.
Wipe thy wet wings, and banish all thy fear:
Go, join thy num'rous kindred in the air.
Away it flies; resumes its harmless play ;

And lightly gambols in the golden ray.
2. Smile not, spectators, at this humble deed :

For you, perhaps, a nobler task's decreed ::
A young and sinking family to save;
To raise the thoughtless from destruction's wave!
To you, for help, the wretched lift their eyes :
Oh I hear, for pity's sake, their plaintive cries;
Ere long, unless some guardian interpose,
O'er their devoted heads, the floods may close.

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To a Redbreast.
LITTLE bird, with bosom red,
Welcome to my humble shed !
Daily near my table steal,
While I pick my scanty meal.
Doubt not, little though there be,
But I'll cast a crimh to thee: