Confession of our poverty.

Let bears and lions growl and fight,For ’tis their nature too.But, children, you should never letSuch angry passions rise;Your little hands were never madeTo tear each other’s eyes.

Thus saith the Wisdom of the Lord,‘Blest is the man that hears my word,Keeps daily watch before my gates,And at my feet for mercy waits.‘The soul that seeks me shall obtainImmortal wealth and heav’nly gain;Immortal life is his reward;Life, and the favor of the Lord.‘But the vile wretch that flies from meDoth his own soul…

Thy truth shall break through ev’ry cloudThat veils and darkens thy designs.For ever firm thy justice stands,As mountains their foundations keep;Wise are the wonders of thy hands;Thy judgments are a mighty deep.Thy providence is kind and large,Both man and beast thy bounty share;The whole creation is thy charge,But saints are thy peculiar care.My God! how…

Thus far the Lord has led me on,Thus far his power prolongs my days;And every evening shall make knownSome fresh memorial of his grace.Much of my time has run to waste,And I perhaps am near my home;But he forgives my follies past,He gives me strength for days to come.I lay my body down to sleep,Peace…

The vanity of man as mortal.Teach me the measure of my days,Thou Maker of my frame;I would survey life’s narrow space,And learn how frail I am.A span is all that we can boast,An inch or two of time;Man is but vanity and dustIn all his flower and prime.See the vain race of mortals moveLike shadows…

How vast the treasure we possess!How rich thy bounty, King of grace!This world is ours, and worlds to come;Earth is our lodge, and heav’n our home.All things are ours: the gifts of God;The purchase of a Savior’s blood;While the good Spirit shows us howTo use, and to improve them too.If peace and plenty crown my…