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2. The offerings to thy throne which rise,
Of mingled praise and prayer, Are but a worthless sacrifice, Unless the heart is there.
3. Upon thine all-discerning ear,
Let no vain words intrude, No tribute but the vow sincere, The tribute of the good.
If sanctified by thee;
5. 0 may
that spirit warm my heart To piety and love, And to life's lowly vale impart Some rays
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Rom. xiv. 1.]
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The religious character.
In his fair dwelling-place?
In humble thoughts are laid ; Who still with cheerful faith looks
up For pardon and for aid :
3. Who hastens with the dawning day
The throne of grace to seek, And, taught himself, would teach the way Of peace to all the weak :
To do thy will, O Lord ;
Who hears thee in thy word.
6. We purge our mortal dross away,
Refining as we run;
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1. INQUIRE, ye pilgrims, for the way
That leads to Zion's hill;
Your pious march to join; And spread the sentiments you
feel Of faith and love divine.
3. Come, let us to his temple haste,
And seek his favour there; Before his footstool humbly bow, And pour out fervent prayer.
4. Come, let us join our souls to God,
In everlasting bands; And seize the blessings he bestows, With eager hearts and hands.
5. Come, let us seal without delay The covenant of his
grace; Nor shall the years of distant life
Its memory efface.
6. Thus may our rising offspring haste
To seek their fathers' God; Nor e'er forsake the happy path
Their youthful feet have trod.
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DODDRIDGE. [Blessed are those servants, whom the Lord
when he cometh shall find watching.
Each in his office wait,
And trim the golden flame;
And while we speak, he's near :
In such a posture found !
And be with honour crown'd.
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How blest, the blest of God, are they Who keep Jehovah's perfect way; Blest, who his word reveal'd fulfill, And seek, with perfect heart, his will.
2. Redeem'd from sin's imperious sway, Their steps his guiding hand obey ; For not in vain his laws require The heedful
eye, the prompt desire.
O may my feet, with steadfast view,
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JOHN TAYLOR. [If the light that is in thee be darkness, how great is that darkness.
Matt. vi. 23.]
1. There is a beam of glorious light, A spark that from Heaven's radiant throne Cheers with kind power our mental sight, And guides our dubious footsteps on.