« ПредишнаНапред »
The little birds may well look gay,
And spread their plumes and sing, They neither fear a future day,
Nor feel remorses sting,
By a distressing gloom,
Much less of what's to come.
But Myra is a child of pray’r,
And from her early youth,
To hear the voice of truth;
You shall be born again.
Dear Myra hear the Saviour speak,
He speaks this day to thee, Renounce the world, (he says) and seek
Your happiness in me;
But 'tis delusion all,
By yielding to my call.
Devote to me your early days,
Can you too soon be blest, And I will guide you by my grace,
To an eternal rest;
You then shall walk in peace,
When this frail life shall cease.
FOR A YOUNG PERSON.
JESUS, the way, the life, the truth,
The sinner's hope and end;
And be his guide and friend.
Preserve him from the harms and snares
Which fill this world of woe; And may he, as he grows in years,
In grace and wisdom grow.
As from the bud the opening flow'r
Its various sweets displays ;
And flourish to thy praise.
As light advances from the dawn,
And strengthens into day,
Grow stronger in his way,
Dear Lord, the heavenly unction mix
With all he has to learn;
To mind the great concern.
Assist his parent's tender cares
To form his mind for thee; That they, of all their pains and pray’rs,
A rich reward may see.
he a comfort prove, Be to thy people dear; And shew the pow'r of faith and love
To all within his sphere.
MARRIAGE! thou most endeared tie,
Where hearts with hands are join'd! Who can conceive, until they try,
Thy influence on the mind ?
At length arrives the important day,
Commission'd with a pow'r; Some pain or pleasure to convey
To every future hour.
Numbers who rush into the state
Thoughtless and unconcern'd, Would shudder, could the ills that wait
Around them be discern'd.
Thus flatter'd by a gentle breeze,
The heedless landsman sails; Too late he trembles when the seas Are vex'd by stormy gales.