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HYMN 39. Third Part. C.M.
The anxiety of pious parents for their children. (cont.)

3	And 'tis beyond the pow'r of speech    To tell the griefs they know.
4	Till they can see victorious grace    Their children's souls possess, The sparkling wit, the smiling face    But adds to their distress.
5	"Shall cruel spirits drag thee down    "To darkness and despair; "Beneath th' Almighty's angry frown,    "To dwell for ever there?
6	"Saviour, the dreadful scene forbid!    "Look down, dear Lord, and bless; "We'll wrestle hard, as Jacob did —    "May we obtain success!"

HYMN 40. First Part. L.M.
The sixth command.

1	CLAMOUR, and wrath, and war be gone, Envy and spite for ever cease; Let bitter words no more be known Among the saints, the sons of peace.
2	The Spirit, like a peaceful dove, Flies from the realms of noise and strife; Why should we vex and grieve his love, Who seals our souls to heav'nly life!
3	Tender and kind be all our thoughts, Thro' all our lives let mercy run: So God forgives our num'rous faults, For the dear sake of Christ his Son.

HYMN 40. Second Part. L.M.
Anger.

1	DARE we indulge our wrath and strife, And yet assume the Christian name? Give our wild passions sway, yet call Ourselves the follow'rs of the Lamb?

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HYMN 40. Second Part. L.M.
Anger. (cont.)

2	He was all gentle, meek, and mild — Full of benevolence and love; Nor could the rage of num'rous foes Aught, but his soft compassion move.
3	Not all their scoffs, nor the sharp pangs Of crucifixion, could inspire Within his breast one vengeful thought, Or one tumultuous passion fire.
4	But we, alas! how soon the storms Impetuous in our bosoms swell; What stores of fuel in our breasts, To feed those raging fires of hell.
5	Spirit of grace, do thou descend; Envy, and wrath, and clamour chase; With thy mild influ'nce quench these fires, And hush the stormy winds to peace!

HYMN 40. Third Part. C.M.
Brotherly love.

1	HOW sweet, how heav'nly is the sight,    When those who love the Lord, In one another's peace delight,    And so fulfil his word:
2	O! may we feel each brother's sigh,    And with him bear a part: May sorrows flow from eye to eye,    And joy from heart to heart.
3	Free us from envy, scorn, and pride;    Our wishes fix above: May each his brother's failings hide,    And show a brother's love.
4	Let love, in one delightful stream,    Thro' ev'ry bosom flow; And union sweet, and dear esteem,    In ev'ry action glow.