2 Though you dance and rush along,
You must die;

Though you dance and rush along,
And sing the drunkard's song,
And join the giddy throng,
You must die,

8 Though you're young, and blithe, and gay, You must die;

Though you're young, and blithe and gay,
Youthful beauty fades away,

And your strength will soon decay :
You must die.

4 Though you've got wealth in store,
You must die;

Though you've got wealth in store,
And men may you adore,
We tell you o'er and o'er.
You must die.

5 Unless you turn to GOD, You must die;

Unless you turn to GOD,

And plunge you 'neath the flood,
And wash in JESUS' blood,
You must die.

6 But Mercy's gentle voice Whispers, "Live !"

But Mercy's gentle voice

Says, "Make the LORD thy choice,
And in His ways rejoice-

Hear and live !"

587 "Happy is the man that findeth wisdom.”

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Prov. iii. 13.

HAPPY is the man who hears
Instruction's warning voice;

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

2 For she has treasures greater far,
Than east or west unfold;
And her reward is more secure,
Than is the gain of gold.

3 In her right hand she holds to view
A length of happy years;
And in her left the prize of fame
And honour bright appears.

4 She guides the young with innocence,
In pleasure's path to tread;
A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.

5 According as her labours rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.

588

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"Wherewithal shall a young man cleanse his way?"-Ps. cxix. 9.

How

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OW shall the young secure their hearts
And guard their lives from sin ?

Thy word the choicest rules imparts,
To keep the conscience clean.

2 When once it enters to the mind,
It spreads such light abroad,
The meanest souls instruction find,
And raise their thoughts to GOD.

3 "Tis like the sun, a heav'nly light,
That guides us all the day;

And through the dangers of the night,
A lamp to lead our way.

4 The men that keep Thy law with care,
And meditate Thy word,

Grow wiser than their teachers are,
And better know the LORD.

5 Thy word is everlasting truth,
How pure is every page!
That holy book, the rule of youth,
Shall well support our age.

"Those that seek me early shall find

589 me."-Prov. viii. 17.

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YE hearts with youthful vigour warm,

In smiling crowds draw near,

And turn from ev'ry mortal charm,
A SAVIOUR's voice to hear.

2 He, LORD of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you;
And lays His radiant glories by,
Your friendship to pursue.

8 "The soul that longs to see my face,
Is sure my love to gain;

And those that early seek my grace,
Shall never seek in vain.'

4 What object, LORD, my soul should move, If once compar'd with Thee;

What beauty should command my love,
Like what in CHRIST I see.

5 Away, ye false, delusive toys,
Vain tempters of the mind,
'Tis here I fix my lasting choice,
For here true bliss I find.

590 "Remember now thy Creator."

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Eccles. xii. 1.

Now in the heat of youthful blood,
Remember your CREATOR GOD:

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Behold the months come hast'ning on, When you shall say, "My joys are gone." 2 Behold the aged sinner goes,

Laden with guilt and heavy woes,
Down to the regions of the dead,
With endless curses on his head.
3 The dust returns to dust again;
The soul in agonies of pain,

Ascends to GOD, not there to dwell,
But hears its doom, and sinks to hell.
4 Eternal KING, I fear Thy name;
Teach me to know how frail I am;
And when my soul must hence remove,
Give me a mansion in Thy love.

591

"The wages of sin is death."

Rom. vi. 23.

SIN has a thousand treach'rous arts
To practise on the mind:

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With flatt'ring looks she tempts our hearts,
But leaves a sting behind.

2 With name of virtue she deceives

The aged and the young;

And while the heedless wretch believes,
She makes his fetters strong.

3 She pleads for all the joy she brings,
And gives a fair pretence;

But cheats the soul of heav'nly things,
And chains it down to sense.

4 So on a tree divinely fair

Grew the forbidden food;
Our mother took the poison there,
And tainted all her blood.

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NEW YEAR.

"The beginning of the year."
Deut. xi. 12.

YOME, let us anew

Our journey pursue,

Roll round with the year,

And never stand still

Till the Master appear.

His adorable will
Let us gladly fulfil,

And our talents improve,

By the patience of hope
And the labour of love.

Our life, as a dream,
Our time, as a stream,
Glides swiftly away;
And the fugitive moment
Refuses to stay.

The arrow is flown;
The moment is goue;
The millennial year
Rushes on to our view,
And eternity's near.

PM.