Fear me,
Or scourging tear me;
That thus from vices driven,
I may from hell
Fly up to dwell
With Thee and Thine in heaven.
Or scourging tear me;
That thus from vices driven,
I may from hell
Fly up to dwell
With Thee and Thine in heaven.
Robert Herrick
What here we hope for, we shall once inherit;
By faith we all walk here, not by the Spirit.
89. HUMILITY.
Humble we must be, if to heaven we go:
High is the roof there; but the gate is low:
Whene'er thou speak'st, look with a lowly eye:
Grace is increased by humility.
90. TEARS.
Our present tears here, not our present laughter,
Are but the handsels of our joys hereafter.
_Handsels_, earnest money, foretaste.
91. SIN AND STRIFE.
After true sorrow for our sins, our strife
Must last with Satan to the end of life.
92. AN ODE, OR PSALM TO GOD.
Dear God,
If Thy smart rod
Here did not make me sorry,
I should not be
With Thine or Thee
In Thy eternal glory.
But since
Thou didst convince
My sins by gently striking;
Add still to those
First stripes new blows,
According to Thy liking.
Fear me,
Or scourging tear me;
That thus from vices driven,
I may from hell
Fly up to dwell
With Thee and Thine in heaven.
93. GRACES FOR CHILDREN.
What God gives, and what we take,
'Tis a gift for Christ, His sake:
Be the meal of beans and peas,
God be thanked for those and these:
Have we flesh, or have we fish,
All are fragments from His dish.
He His Church save, and the king;
And our peace here, like a spring,
Make it ever flourishing.
94. GOD TO BE FIRST SERVED.
Honour thy parents; but good manners call
Thee to adore thy God the first of all.
95. ANOTHER GRACE FOR A CHILD.
Here a little child I stand
Heaving up my either hand;
Cold as paddocks though they be,
Here I lift them up to Thee,
For a benison to fall
On our meat and on us all. Amen.
_Paddocks_, frogs.
96. A CHRISTMAS CAROL SUNG TO THE KING IN THE PRESENCE AT WHITEHALL.
_Chor.