But sweeter far the Dawn

Of piety in youth;

When doubt and darkness are withdrawn

Before the light of truth.

Sweet is the early Dew,

Which gilds the mountains' tops, And decks each plant and flower we view With pearly glittering drops:

But sweeter far the scene

On Zion's holy hill,

When there the Dew of youth is seen

Its freshness to distil.

Sweet is the opening Flower

Which just begins to bloom,

Which every day and every hour
Fresh beauties will assume :

But sweeter that young heart Where faith, and love, and peace, Blossom and bloom in every part,

With sweet and varied grace.

O may Life's early SPRING

And MORNING, ere they flee,

Youth's DEW and its fair BLOSSOMING,
Be given, my God, to thee!

LXXVIII.

WHO IS MY NEIGHBOUR.

THY neighbour? It is he whom thou
Hast power to aid and bless,
Whose aching heart or burning brow
Thy soothing hand may press.

Thy neighbour? 'Tis the fainting poor
Whose eye with want is dim ;

Whom hunger sends from door to door;
Go thou and succour him.

Thy neighbour? 'Tis that weary man
Whose years are at their brim,

Bent low with sickness, cares, and pain;
Go thou and comfort him.

Thy neighbour? 'Tis the heart bereft

Of every earthly gemWidow and orphan helpless left, Go thou, and shelter them.

Thy neighbour? Yonder toiling slave,
Fetter'd in thought and limb;
Whose hopes are all beyond the grave;
Go thou, and ransom him.

Whene'er thou meet'st a human form Less favour'd than thine own, Remember 'tis thy brother worm, Thy brother or thy son.

O pass not, pass not heedless by !—
Perhaps thou canst redeem

One breaking heart from misery;
Go, share thy lot with him.

LXXIX.

THE LORD'S PRAYER IMITATED.

FATHER of all! eternal Mind!
Immensely good and great;

Thy children, form'd and bless'd by thee,
Approach thy heavenly seat.

Thy name in hallow'd strains be sung!

We join the solemn praise :

To thy great name, with heart and tongue, Our cheerful homage raise.

Thy mild, thy wise, and sovereign reign

Let every being own :

And in our minds, thy work divine,

Erect thy gracious throne.

As angels in the heavenly worlds
Thy bless'd commands fulfil,
So may thy creatures here below
Perform thy holy will.

On thee we day by day depend;

Our daily wants supply;

With truth and virtue feed our souls,
That they may never die.

Extend thy grace to every

fault ;

Oh! let thy love forgive;

Teach us divine forgiveness too,

Nor let resentments live.

Where tempting snares bestrew the way,

Permit us not to tread;

Avert the threatening evil far

From our unguarded head.

Thy sacred name we would adore

With humble, joyful mind;

And praise thy goodness, power, and truth, Eternal, unconfined!