Association.

That prize, with peerless glories bright,
Which shall new lustre boast,

When victors' wreaths and monarchs' gems

Shall blend in common dust.

My soul with all thy wakened powers,
Survey the immortal prize;

Nor let the glittering toys of earth,
Allure thy wandering eyes.

Association.

XLIX.

FAWCETT.

BLEST be the tie that binds

Our hearts in Christian love; The fellowship of kindred minds, Is like to that above.

Christian Friendship.

KEBLE.

The Spirit of the dying Son

Is here, and fills the holy place
With records sweet of duties done,

Of pardoned foes, and cherished grace.

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Association.

Before our Father's throne

We

pour our ardent prayers;

Our fears, our hopes, our aims are one,

Our comforts, and our cares.

We share our mutual woes;
Our mutual burdens bear;
And often for each other flows
The sympathising tear.

And as of old, by two and two,

His herald saints the Saviour sent
To soften hearts like morning dew,
Where he to shine in mercy meant;

So evermore He deems his name
Best honored and his way prepared,
When watching by his altar-flame
He sees his servants duly paired.

He loves when age and youth are met,
Fervent old age and youth serene,

Their high and low in concord set

For sacred song, Joy's golden mean.

He loves when some clear soaring mind
Is drawn by mutual piety

To simple souls, and unrefined,
Who in life's shadiest covert lie.

Or if perchance a saddened heart,
That once was gay and felt the spring,

Cons slowly o'er its altered part,

In sorrow and remorse to sing,

Association.

When we asunder part,

It gives us inward pain ;

But we shall still be joined in heart,
And hope to meet again.

This glorious hope revives

Our courage by the way;

While each in expectation lives,

And longs to see the day.

From sorrow, toil and pain,

And sin, we shall be free;

And perfect love and friendship reign
Through all eternity.

Thy gracious care will send that way
Some spirit full of glee, yet taught
To bear the sight of dull decay,

And nurse it with all pitying thought;

Cheerful as soaring lark, and mild

As evening blackbird's full-toned lay,
When the relenting sun has smiled

Bright through a whole December day.

These are the tones to brace and cheer
The lonely watcher of the fold,
When nights are dark, and foeman near,
When visions fade and hearts grow cold

How timely then a comrade's song
Comes floating on the mountain air,
And bids thee yet be bold and strong-
Fancy may die, but faith is there.

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The Foundation and Support of Slavery.

L.

WESLEY.

O GREAT mountain, what art thou?

Immense, immovable!

High as heaven aspires thy brow,

Thy foot sinks deep as hell!
Thee, alas, I long have known,
Long have felt thee fixed within;
Still beneath thy weight I groan;
Thou art Indwelling Sin.

Thou art darkness in the mind,
Perverseness in the will!

Love inordinate and blind,

That always cleaves to ill;

Every passion's wild excess;
Anger, doubt, and pride thou art :
Thou art sin, and sinfulness,

And unbelief of heart!

Not by human might or power

Canst thou be moved from hence:

But thou shalt flow down before

Divine Omnipotence:

Holy Resolution.

Who hath slighted or contemned
The day of feeble things?

The slave shall be by grace redeemed;
Our God his freedom brings.

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Holy Resolution.

LI.

WESLEY.

COME 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 labor 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 gone;
The millennial year

Rushes on to our view and eternity's here.

O that each in the day of His coming may say, 'I have fought my way through;

I have finish'd the work thou didst give me to do!'