The _blessing_ of the Lord, it maketh rich, and he addeth no sorrow with it.--Proverbs, x. 22. _Blessed_ are the pure in heart: for they shall see God.--Matthew, v. 8. I say unto you, love your enemies, _bless_ them that curse you, do good to them that hate you, and pray for them which despitefully use you.--Matthew, v. 44. _Blessing_; knowing that ye are thereunto called, that ye should inherit a _blessing_.--I. Peter, iii. 9. O All-Sufficient, All-Beneficent! Thou God of Goodness and of glory, hear! Thou who to lowest minds dost condescend, Assuming passions to enforce thy laws, Adopting jealousy to prove thy love! Thou who resigned humility upholdest, E’en as the florist props the drooping rose; But quellest tyrannic pride with peerless power, E’en as the tempest drives the stubborn oak! O All-Sufficient, All-Beneficent! Thou God of goodness and of glory, hear! _Bless_ all mankind, and bring them in the end To heaven, to immortality, and Thee! _Smart._ O my soul, with all thy powers, _Bless_ the Lord’s most holy name; O my soul, till life’s last hours, _Bless_ the Lord, his praise proclaim; Thine infirmities He healed; He thy peace and pardon sealed. As in Heaven, His throne and dwelling. King on earth He holds his sway; Angels, ye in strength excelling, _Bless_ the Lord, his voice obey; All his works beneath the pole, _Bless_ the Lord, with thee, my soul. _J. Montgomery._ Author of being! life-sustaining king! Lo! want’s dependant eye from Thee implores The seasons, which provide nutritious stores; Give to her prayers the renovating spring, And summer’s heats all perfecting, that bring The fruits which autumn, from a thousand shores Selecteth provident! when earth adores Her God, and all her vales exultory sing. Without thy _blessing_ the submissive steer Bends to the ploughman’s galling yoke in vain; Without thy _blessing_ on the varied year, Can the swarth reaper grasp the golden grain? Without thy _blessing_ all is blank and drear; With it the joys of Eden bloom again. _Wordsworth._ _Blessed_ be thy name for ever, Thou of life the guard and giver; Thou canst guard the creatures sleeping, Heal the heart long broke with weeping. God of stillness and of motion, Of the desert and the ocean, Of the mountain, rock, and river, _Blessed_ be thy name for ever. Thou who slumberest not, nor sleepest, _Blest_ are they thou kindly keepest; God of evening’s parting ray, Of midnight’s gloom, and dawning day, That rises from the azure sea, Like breathings of eternity; God of life! that fade shall never, _Blessed_ be thy name for ever. _James Hogg._