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The mists of error to control,
And thro’ its gloom, direct my soul

To happiness and good.
4 Beneath her clear discerning eye,
The visionary shadows fly

Of folly's painted show;
She sees, through every fair disguise,
That all but virtue's solid joys

Is vanity and woe.

S. M.

68.

PATRICK

Virtuous desires.
1 O God! thou just and kind,

The erring mind instruct,
And to the paths of righteousness

Its wand'ring steps conduct.
2 Do thou the humble guide,

And teach the meek thy way:
Kindness and truth be shown to all

Who thee in truth obey.
3 Let no events cast down

Those who from evil fee ;
Nor disappointment shame

Who wait, O Lord! on thee.
4 Give me the tender heart

That mixes fear with love;
And lead me through whatever path

Thy wisdom shall approve.
50! ever keep my soul

From error, shame, and guilt;

C. M.

Nor suffer the fair hope to fail,
Which on thy truth is built.
69.

SALISBURY COL.
Spiritual blessings implored.
1 AUTHOR of being! God of love !

To thee our hearts we raise ; Thine all-sustaining power we prove,

And gladly sing thy praise.
2 Thine, wholly thine, we long to be;

Our sacrifice receive ;
Made, and preserv’d, and sav'd by thee,

To thee ourselves we give.
3 Heaven-ward our every wish aspires,

For all thy mercy's store :
The sole return thy love requires,

Is, that we ask for more.
4 For more we ask ; we open, Lord,

Our hearts t'embrace thy will; Renew us by thy heav'8ly truth,

And from thy fulness, fill.
5 Still may we find thy heavenly love

Shed in our hearts abroad,
As onward to thy rest we move,

Our Father, and our God.

L. M,

70.

H. MOORE.
Wisdom and virtue sought.
1 SUPREME and universai light!
Fountain of reason! judge of right!

Parent of good! whose blessings flow

On all above, and all below :
2 Without whose kind, directing ray,

In everlasting night we stray,
From passion still to passion tost,

And in a maze of error lost:
3 Assist us, Lord ! to act, to be,

What nature and thy laws decree;
Worthy that intellectual flame,

Which from thy breathing spirit came. 4 Our moral freedom to maintain,

Bid passion serve, and reason reign,
Self-pois’d and independent still

On this world's varying good or ill. 5 No slave to profit, shame, or fear,

O may our steadfast bosoms bear
The stamp of heaven, an honest heart,

Above the mean disguise of art! 6 May our expanded souls disclaim

The narrow view, the selfish aim ;
But with a christian zeal embrace

Whate’er is friendly to our race.
7 O Father! grace and virtue grant ;

No more we wish, no more we want :
To know, to serve thee, and to love,
is peace below,-is bliss above.
71.

CAPPE'S SEL.
Prayer for spiritual and eternal blessings.
ETERNAL Source of light and thought !

Supremely good and wise!

C. M,

To thee we bring our grateful vows,

To thee lift up our eyes.
2 Thine influence, mighty God! is felt

Through nature's ample round;
In heav'n, on earth, thro' air and skies,
Thine

energy is found.
3 Father of lights ! thine aid dispense,

To guide our doubtful way;
Thy truth shall scatter ev'ry cloud,

And make a glorious day.
4 Supported by thy heav'nly grace,

We'll do and bear thy will; Thy grace shall make each burden light,

And ev'ry murmur still. 5 Safely conduct us by thy grace,

Through life's perplexing road, To pleasures which forever flow

At thy right hand, O God!

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The universal prayer.
1 FATHER of all! whose cares extend

To earth's remotest shore,
From ev'ry clime let praise ascend,
And every age

adore. 2 Thou great first cause, least understood,

Who all my sense confin’d,
To know but this that thou art good,

And that myself am blind.

3 What conscience dictates to be done,

Or warns me not to do: This, teach me more than hell to shun,

That, more than heav'n pursue. 4 What blessings thy free bounty gives,

Let me not cast away ; For God is paid when man receives;

T' enjoy is to obey.
5 Save me alike from foolish pride,

Or impious discontent;
At aught thy wisdom has deny'd,

Or ought thy goodness lent.
6 Teach me to feel another's woe,

To hide the fault I see: That mercy 1 to others show,

That mercy show to me. ng To thee, whose temple is all space,

Whose altar, earth, sea, skies, One chorus let all beings raise,

All nature's increase rise !

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1 LORD! not to earth's contracted span

Thy goodness let me bound; Or think thee Lord alone of

man, When thousand worlds are round. 2 Let not this weak, unknowing hand

Presume thy bolts to throw;

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