There's such a thing as Peace that walks the

ground

Jesus with true contentment's all you want-He that has all the world without, is scant. As Jesus has provided well for you,

Pray that he may provide for others too :
The fulness such that does in Jesus dwell,
He loves a number, and he loves them well.
Suppose you have a friend or two beside;
Use all your skill, and them to Jesus guide.
If from the way they run, and will not come;
Persuade them-call them-lead them to their
home;
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Tell them there's blessings; not to take your
Tell them to taste; conduct them to the Lord.
Your being a true Christian will not make
Your brother, or your sister, you forsake.
For all true Christians are of such a mind,
They would to all the world be just and kind.
And when a stranger does to Jesus go,
They leap and sing-their heart rejoices so.
Before, a diff'rent language they did talk;
But now the same-and hand in hand they walk.
Unto some House of Pray'r does each resort-
And there they sing, tho' in an earthly court.
If now they sing, while dangers them surround;
What will they do, when safe on heav'nly
ground?

There they shall see, to their eternal joy,
A God and Lamb, upon their throne on high.
There they will sing-no man their joys can tell,
And with their great Redeemer ever dwell.
There they will be with those that hated sin--
That knew they had no righteousness within.

There they will be, who for their sins had sigh'd,
It was for them the great Redeemer died.
If you a love to Jesus wish to shew,
You'll walk by his directions as you go.
No sacrifice so well can please your Lord,
As that, to be obedient to his word.
Ingratitude is sure the greatest sin
That any heart of man can keep within,
And sure, ingratitude to Jesus must,
Of all ingratitude, be deem'd the worst.
Ten thousand worlds could not have eas'd your
pain,

Or paid your debt, had not your Lord been slain.
Angels are love-but not of love so great-
They neither could nor would redress your fate.
There's none but Jesus Christ, the Son of God,
Had love, or strength, enough to bear the rod.
If in this world distresses be your lot,
Do not repine-he has not you forgot:
He only suffers these with you to fight;
And in this sense Whatever is, is right.
Sometimes his providence may dark appear
Hold out,be strong, you'll see his goodness clear.
God strikes with wisdom, and in justice fights'
His friends for love, and not his foes for spight,
He hateth nothing that he ever made ;
Sin was the debt that your Redeemer paid.

The wordlings after happiness pursue;
But all the while, they seek destruction too.
But if you view the man alone by sight,
You'll say he's happy, and his way is right.
But could you view the heart, as 'tis 'within,
You'll find it canker'd with a deadly sin.

The man of pleasure no true comfort knows;

He cannot fly to Jesus for repose.

To balls-to plays-to routes--he's always

bent:

Yet in such paths he never meets content.
The drunkard drinks, his cares to drive away;
And seeks for happiness that will not stay.
When all is done, a Christian is the best,
For, poor or rich, a Christian will have rest.
There's one thing more I would observe to

you:

Be careful that you never anger shew;
For if you should give way to such a sin,
Your conscience, tender,can't have peace within.
Fury, says Jesus is not found in me:

Should you indulge it, how can you agree?
The more unlike your Lord, the more you fret,
And ev'ry day you live, your sin regret,
Jesus, alone, true happiness can give ;
Therefore, be careful that like him you live.
If family you have, and children dear,
Instruct them early, that they Jesus hear.
If wife you have, and she's of the same mind,
Your happiness is happiness refined:

But if she's not, yet never you despair;
Advise her teach her and direct by pray'r :
Perhaps, in time, she'll find that Christ is more
Than all the pleasures she enjoyed before.

Jesus is. God, his Spirit none can stay;
Yet once was born, and in a manger lay.
The Heav'n of Heav'ns his presence can't con-
tain;

Yet suffer'd, bled, and died, for man was slain.
Oh, may his Spirit more on you be shed,
That you may feed on rich and heav'nly bread.

Oh, may your souls be sprinkled with his blood,
That you may live forever with your God.
If any ask you, what's your Saviour's name?
You'll answer Jesus, whom your sins have slain.
His name is Wonderful, the Mighty God,
Who rules Creation by a single nod.

Christians are sure, and never can be lost;
Yet most expos'd to winds, by waves are toss❜d.
Your enemies, like pebbles on the shore,
On right and left, behind you and before.
Were you to judge by sight, you then would cry
It is impossible from them to fly.

But as you live by faith, your anchor sure,
Like a good sailor, can the storm endure ;
You hope and try, & find that strength is giv'n:
This is the way that leads to Christ & Heav'n.
Friends, fortune, health, are gone away, you

say;

heart.

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fast; Being bound to heav'n,to Christ we'll come at When rocks and seas encompass you around, Your hope's so strong that no despair is found.. You heave your lead, you try, nor try in vain ; Your hop'd for shore will soon requite your pain, Your Faith, & Hope, and something else beside, Sweet Charity, walk smiling by your side.

w sweet her smile, how tender is her heart

Nothing but love can make her to impart, With choicest dainties feeds the hungry poor; But sordid Interest comes not near her door. Oh, she's a grace-alone she is divine !Take all the world, if she may but be mine. How calm your soul, and how serene your mind:

The world admires your patience so refin'd.
With persecuting ire, your friends disown,
And still you sit a queen upon your throne. ·
Faith, Hope, and Charity, within you dwell,
And overcome all pow'r that dares rebel;
With you they're link'd, nor arts nor arms can
change,

Should fiery darts be hurl'd from burning flames..
O happy state!-Is thus a Christian led,
To walk by Jesus and by him be fed !
O lovely bride! how are you cover'd o'er !
Finer your raiment than you wore before.
Oh! might I with your Bridegroom wrestle
strong,

That I might walk with him, with you along,
With weeping eyes, O could I mourn my sin à
Dear Jesus teach me, and I'll now begin,
I find my heart it wishes to be thine;
I'd give the world, if thou wilt but be mine..
When the wolf comes, he is not gone away,
O what a Shepherd-he does with you stay.
Along the banks, and in the shady bow'rs,
You spend your time, you pluck the sweetest
flow'rs;
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And by the brook, where murm'ring waters
Your mind serene when walking by his side.
O that your Jesus would with me then walk,