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THE EXAMPLE OF CHRIST.

BEHOLD where in a mortal fornt
Appears each grace divine;
The virtues all in Jesus met,
With mildest radiance shine:

The largest love of human kind,
Inspired his Godlike breast;
In deeds of mercy, words of peace,
His kindness was express'd.

To spread the rays of heav'nly light,
To give the mourner joy,

To preach glad tidings to the poor,
Was his divine employ.

Lowly in heart to all, his friends
A friend and servant found,
He wash'd their feet and wip'd their tears,
And heal'd each bleeding wound.

Midst keen reproach and cruel scorn,
Patient and meek he stood;
His foes, ungrateful, sought his life,-
He labour'd for their good.

To God he left his righteous cause,
And still his task pursu'd,
While humble prayer and holy faith,
His fainting strength renew'd.

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."

Be Christ our pattern and our guide,
His image may we bear;
Ob, may we tread his sacred steps,
And his bright glories share!

THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM

WHEN marshall'd on the nightly plain,
The glitt'ring host bestud the sky,
One star alone, of all the train,

Can fix the sinner's wand'ring eye.
Hark! hark! to God the chorus breaks,
From ev'ry host, from ev'ry gem;
But one alone the Saviour speaks,
It is the star of Bethlehem.

Once on the raging seas I rode,
The storm was loud, -the night was dark,
The ocean yawn'd, - and rudely blow'd
The wind, that toss'd my found'ring bark.
Deep horror then my vitals froze,
Death-struck, I ceas'd the tide to stem
When suddenly a star arose,

It was the star of Bethlehem,

It was my guide, my life, my all,

It hade my dark forebodings cease, And through the storm and dangers' thrall It led me to the port of peace.

Now safely moor'd- my perils o'er--
I'll sing, first in night's diadem,
For ever, and for evermore,
The star, the star of Bethlehem.

PRAISE TO GOD.

FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.
Eternal are thy mercies, Lord,
Eternal truth attends thy word;
Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore,
Till suns shall rise and set no more.

Your lofty themes, ye mortals bring,
In songs of praise divinely sing,
The great salvation loud proclaim,
And shout for joy the Saviour's name:
In every land begin the song;

To every land the strains belong;
In cheerful sounds all voices raise,
And let the world be fill'd with praise

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GRATITUDE.

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,
My rising soul surveys;

Transported by the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

Oh, how shall words, with equal warmth
The gratitude declare

That glows within my ravish'd heart;
But thou canst read it there.

Thy Providence my life sustain'd,
And all my wants redrest,
When in the silent womb I lay,
And hung upon the breast.

To all my weak complaints and cries,
Thy mercy lent an ear,

Ere yet my feeble thoughts had learnt
To form themselves in pray'r.

Unnumber'd comforts on my soul
Thy tender care bestow'd,
Before my infant heart conceiv'd
From whom those comforts flow'd.

When in the slipp'ry paths of youth,
With heedless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe,
And led me up to man.

Through hidden dangers, toils, and death,
It gently clear'd my way;
And through the pleasing snares of vice,
More to be fear'd than they.

When worn by sickness, oft has thou
With health renew'd my face ;
And when in sins and sorrows sunk,
Reviv'd my soul with grace.

Thy bounteous hand with worldly bliss
Has made my cup run o'er,
And in a kind and faithful friend,
Has doubled all my store.

Ten thousand thousand precious gifts
My daily thanks employ,
Nor is the least a cheerful heart,

That tastes those gifts with joy.

Through ev'ry period of my life
Thy goodness I'll pursue,
And after death in distant worlds,
The glorious theme renew.

When nature fails, and day and night
Divide thy works no more,
My ever grateful heart, O Lord!
Thy mercy shall adore.

Through all eternity to thee
A joyful song, I'll raise;

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