To do to all men just the same
As we expect or wish from them.
e This golden precept, short and plain,
Gives not the mind nor mem'ry pain;
And ev'ry conscience must approve
This universal law of love.

3 How blest would ev'ry nation be
Thus rul'd by love and equity!
All would be friends without a foe,
And form a paradise below.

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Self-government.

O THOU whose scales the mountains

weigh,

Whose will the raging seas obey; Thou who canst boist rous winds controul! Subdue the tumults of my soul. 2 May I with equal mind sustain My lot of pleasure and of pain; My joys and sorrows gently flow, Nor rise too high, nor sink too low. 3 Do thou my passions, LORD, restrain, And in my soul, unrivall'd, reign; Then with whatever loads oppress'd, Center'd in thee my soul shall rest. 4 O when shall my still wav'ring mind This sweetest self-possession find! Fountain of joy! I long to see

In thee my peace-my heav'n in thee!

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84. P. M. MR. WALKER'S COLLEC.

THE

The voyage of human life.

HE man whose heart from vice is clear,
Whose deeds are honest and sincere,
Whom God and goodness guide;
With cautious circumspection wise,
The rudest storms of life defies,
And stems the mighty tide.

He hears the winds tumultuous rise
In adverse combat midst the skies,
But hears without dismay:
His pilot, God, the vessel guides,
And o'er the steady helm presides,
And points the destin'd way.
3 At length he sees the promis'd land,
He hails aloud the wish'd-for strand,
With heav'nly joy possest:

His labour past, his toil now o'er,
He lands, O peace, on thy fair shore,
And in his Gon is blest.

85. L.M. MERRICK.

The vanity and frailty of buman life.

FOR A NEW YEAR.

OUR life advancing to its close,

While scarce its carliest dawn it knows,
Swift through an empty shade we run,
And vanity and man are one.

How many ev'en in youth's gay flower,
Brief pageants of the noon-tide hour,
Have faded in their brightest bloom,
The early tenants of the tomb!

3 O how

3 O how thy chastisements impair The human form, however fair! How frail the strongest frame we see, When thou dost man to death decree! 4 As when the fretting moths consume The curious labour of the loom, The texture fails, the dyes decay, And all its lustre fades away. 5 GOD, of my fathers! here, as they, I walk the pilgrim of a day,

A transient guest-thy works admire, And instant to my home retire. 6 O LORD of life and seasons! we Our sole reliance place on thee: In thee we trust with holy fearAnd bless thee for the new-born year!

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The lapse of time improved.

WIFT glide the hours of life away; So shall our vital pow'rs decay :Momentous moral to mankind! Engrave it deep on ev'ry mind! 2 Time and its joys will soon be past; But virtue, freedom, truth shall last: Let these inspire the glowing breast; For these alone can make man bless'd. The lessons of the good and wise Let not vain mortals dare despise : And while we view time's silent stream, Q may it be our steadfast aim

From passion free, and free from strife,
'Midst the tumultuous ills of life,
Still calm, unruffl'd, and serene,
To fill our part in this great scene :-

And, while life's sands are running out,
Prepar'd, without or fear or doubt,
T' obey the mandate from on high,
The awful summons-THOU MUST DIE!

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National Fast.

COME, behold a scene of dread!
Behold a world with slaughter spread!

And know, 'tis GOD who bids each land
Thus feel the terrors of his hand.

'Tis his again the earth to cheer
To break the bow, to snap the spear,
To wrap in flames the glitt'ring car,
And hush the tumult of the war.

Behold us, LORD, oppress'd with woe,
As exil'd from thy care we

go: Repuls'd, dispers'd, chastis'd by thee, Grant us again thy face to see.

O thou, the God whom we adore!
Qur breaches heal, our peace restore :
Our hope, on man repos'd in vain,
O let thy strength, great God! sustain,
The objects of thy tend'rest love
O save, propitious from above:

Let

Let us with them thy mercy share,
And hear, O hear, our ceaseless pray'r!

1 THERE is a land of pure delight,
Where saints immortal reign;
Infinite day excludes the night,
And pleasures banish pain.
2 There everlasting spring abides,
And never-with'ring flow'rs:
Death, like a narrow sea, divides
This heav'nly land from ours.

3 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood
Stand dress'd in living green;
So to the Jews old Canaan stood,
And Jordan roll'd between,

4 But tim'rous mortals start and shrink,
To cross this narrow sea;
And linger, shiv'ring on the brink,
And fear to launch away.

5 Oh! could we make our doubts remove,
Those gloomy doubts that rise,
And see the Canaan that we love,
With unbeclouded eyes !

6 Could we but climb where Moses stood, And view the landscape o'er

Not Jordan's streams, nor death's cold flood,

Should fright us from the shore.

89. C. M.