408. S. M. Steele.

Religion a Support in Life.

1Religion can assuage

The tempest of the soul;

And every fear shall lose its rage

At her divine control.

2Through life's bewildered way,

Her hand unerring leads;

And o'er the path her heavenly ray

A cheering lustre sheds.

3When reason, tired and blind,

Sinks helpless and afraid,

Thou blest supporter of the mind,

How powerful is thine aid!

4O, let us feel thy power,

And find thy sweet relief,

To brighten every gloomy hour

And soften every grief.

The Righteous and the Wicked.

1How blest is he, who ne'er consents

By ill advice to walk;

Nor stands in sinners' ways, nor sits

Where men profanely talk:

2But makes the perfect law of God

His business and delight;

Devoutly reads therein by day,

And meditates by night.

3Like some fair tree, which, fed by streams,

With timely fruit does bend,

He still shall flourish, and success

All his designs attend.

4Ungodly men, and their attempts,

No lasting root shall find;

Untimely blasted, and dispersed

Like chaff before the wind.