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THE EXAMPLE OF CHRIST.

Benold where in a mortal forni

Appears each grace divine ; The virtues all in Jesus met,

With mildest radiance shine:

The largest love of human kin',

Inspired his Godlike breast;
In deeds of mercy, words of peace,

His kindness was express’d.

To spread the rays of heav'niy light,

To give the mourner ; Oy
To preach glad tidings to the poor,

Was his divine employ.

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Lowly in heart to all, his friends

A friend and servant found, He wash'd their feet and wix'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 holý 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 sais

“Thy will, not mine, be done." Be Christ our pattern and our guide,

His image may we bear;
Oh, may we tread his sacred steps,

And his bright glories share!

THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM.

When marshall d on the nightly plain,

The glittring host hestud 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 Eethlehem,

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 would be fill'd with praise

GRATITUDE.

WHEN all thy mercies, O my God,

My rising soul surveys; Transported by the view, I'm lost

In wonder, love, and praise.

Ob, how shall words, with equal warmtlry

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 redresť, 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 hoodless steps I ran,
Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe,

And led me up to man,

Through bidden dangers, toils, and death,

It gently clear'd my way; And through the pleasing spares of rice,

More to be fear'd than they.

When worn by sickness, oft has thon

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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