"The fear of the Lord is the beginning of wisdom."-Prov. ix. 10. L ORD, have mercy when we strive To save through Thee, our souls alive; When our wakening thoughts begin First to loathe our cherish'd sin, And our weary spirits fail, And our aching brows are pale, Oh then have mercy! Lord! Lord! have mercy when we know First how vain this world below; When the earliest gleam is given Of Thy bright but distant Heaven, When our darker thoughts oppress, Doubts perplex and fears distress, Oh then have mercy! Lord! Bishop Heber. September 29. "The fear of the Lord is the instruction of wisdom."-Prov. xv. 33. ETERNAL God, we look to Thee, To Thee for help we fly; Thine eyes alone our wants can see, Lord, let Thy fear within us dwell, That fear, all fear beside. Not what we wish, but what we want, The good unask'd in mercy grant; The ill, though ask'd, deny. Merrick (altered). "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever." " Isa. xl. 8. THE grass which now in verdure bright Doth nature's scene array, Alas! soon withereth from our sight; But God's eternal Word, o'er all Remains for ever sure; Though earth's fair treasures droop and fall, That word shall still endure. Clara Payne. October 1. "The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved." Jer. viii. 20. LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead, Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, Thine too by right, and ours by grace, The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, So grant the precious things brought forth That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth "The grass withereth, the flower fadeth; but the word of our God shall stand for ever." Isa. xl. 8. THE grass which now in verdure bright Doth nature's scene array, Alas! soon withereth from our sight; But God's eternal Word, o'er all Remains for ever sure; Though earth's fair treasures droop and fall, That word shall still endure. Clara Payne. October 1. "The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved." Jer. viii. 20. LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead, And Thou hast sworn to hear; Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, Thine too by right, and ours by grace, The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, So grant the precious things brought forth That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth |