Heaven calls, and can I yet delay ?

Can ought on earth engage my stay?

Ah, wretched, lingering heart!

Come, Lord, with strength, and life, and light,
Assist and guide my upward flight,
And bid the world depart.

XCVIII.

Ask the bird that soars on high,
Midway between earth and sky,
What he sees, when he is there,
Of the world's receding sphere.

He could teach, if he might say,
Heavenward as he bends his way,
How the wide world lessens fast,
In the growing distance lost.

Lesser objects lost to view,

Great ones are but little now—

All that once were bright and fair,
Lose their tints and disappear.

Doubt you, then, why they who rise
Near and nearer to the skies,
See on earth's diminished sphere,
Little that is worth their care?

They whose bosoms once could joy
In the vain world's vainest toy-
They whose hearts could sometime feel
E'en the slightest touch of ill-

From the world by sorrow riven,
Gone already half to heaven-
Look with calmness on a scene,
Scarcely now within their ken.

Deem not that the heart is chilled,

Which, though once with anguish filled, Such emotions all forgot,

Can smile and say,

"It matters not.'

XCIX.

"CHILD of man, whose seed below,
Must fulfil their race of woe;
Heir of want, and doubt, and pain,
Does thy fainting heart complain?
Oh! in thought, one night recall-
Night of grief in Herod's hall;
There I bore the vengeance due,
Freely bore it all for you.

"Child of dust, corruption's son,
By pride deceived, by pride undone,
Willing captive, yet be free,

Take my yoke, and learn of me.

[, of heaven and earth the Lord, God with God, the eternal Word, I forsook my Father's side,

Toiled, and wept, and bled, and died.

"Child of doubt, does fear surprise,
Vexing thoughts within thee rise;
Wondering, murmuring, dost thou gaze
On evil men and evil days?

Oh! if darkness round thee lour,
Darker far my dying hour,

Which bade that fearful

cry awake,

'My God, my God, dost thou forsake?'

"Child of sin, by guilt opprest,

Heaves at last that throbbing breast?
Hast thou felt the mourner's part,
Fearest thou now thy failing heart?
Bear thee on, beloved of God,
Tread the path thy Saviour trod;
He the Tempter's power hath known,
He hath poured the garden groan.

"Child of heaven, by me restored,
Love thy Saviour, serve thy Lord;
Sealed with that mysterious name,
Bear thy cross, and scorn the shame,

Then, like me, thy conflict o'er,
Thou shalt rise to sleep no more;
Partner of my purchased throne,
One in joy, in glory one."

C.

COME, Holy Spirit, come; Let thy bright beams arise, Dispel the darkness from our minds; And open all our eyes.

Cheer our desponding hearts,

Thou heavenly Paraclete;
Give us to lie, with humble hope,
At our Redeemer's feet.

Revive our drooping faith;
Our doubts and fears remove;
And kindle in our breasts the flame

Of never-dying love.

Convince us of our sin;

Then lead to Jesu's blood;

And to our wondering view reveal

The secret love of God.

Shew us that loving Man,

That rules the courts of bliss, The Lord of Hosts, the mighty God, Th' eternal Prince of Peace.

To

'Tis thine to cleanse the heart,

To sanctify the soul,

pour fresh life on every part, And new create the whole.

If thou, celestial Dove,
Thine influence withdraw,
What easy victims soon we fall
To conscience, wrath, and law.

No longer burns our love;
Our faith and patience fail;
Our sin revives; and death and hell
Our feeble souls assail.

Dwell therefore in our hearts;
Our minds from bondage free;

Then shall we know, and praise, and love,
The Father, Son, and Thee.

CI.

COME, my fond fluttering heart,
Come, struggle to be free,
Thou and the world must part,
However hard it be:

My trembling spirit owns it just,

But cleaves yet closer to the dust.