4 The truth thou shalt impart, May we with firmness own; Abhorring each evasive art, And fearing thee alone. 401. C. M. Newton. True Zeal. 1 Zeal is that pure and heavenly flame The fire of love supplies; Whilst that which often bears the name, Is self but in disguise. 2 True zeal is merciful and mild, Can pity and forbear; The false is headstrong, fierce and wild, And breathes revenge and war. 3 While zeal for truth the Christian warms, He knows the worth of peace; But self contends for names and forms, Its party to increase. 4 Zeal has attained its highest aim, Its end is satisfied, If sinners love the Saviour's name,-- Nor seeks it aught beside. 5 This idol self, O Lord, dethrone, And from our hearts remove; And let no zeal by us be shown But that which springs from love. 402. C. M. Needham. Moderation. 1 Happy the man whose cautious steps Still keep the golden mean; Whose life by wisdom's rules well formed, Declares a conscience clean. 2 To sect or party his large soul Disdains to be confined; The good he loves of every name, And prays for all mankind. 3 His business is to keep his heart; Each passion to control; Nobly ambitious well to rule The empire of his soul. 4 Not on the world his heart is set, His treasure is above; Nothing beneath the sovereign good Can claim his highest love. 403. L. M. Sir H. Wotton. The Independent and Happy Man. 1 How happy is he born or taught, Who serveth not another's will; Whose armor is his honest thought, And simple truth his highest skill; 2 Whose passions not his masters are; Whose soul is still prepared for death; Not tied unto the world with care Of prince's ear or vulgar breath; 3 Who God doth late and early pray More of his grace than goods to lend, And walks with man from day to day, As with a brother and a friend. 4 This man is freed from servile bands Of hope to rise, or fear to fall; Lord of himself, though not of lands, And having nothing, yet hath all. 404. C. M. Logan. Wisdom. 1 O happy is the man, who hears Instruction's warning voice; And who celestial wisdom makes His early, only choice. 2 Her treasures are of more esteem Than east or west unfold; And her rewards more precious are Than all their mines of gold. 3 In her right hand she holds to view A length of happy days; Riches with splendid honors joined, Her left hand full displays. 4 She guides the young with innocence In pleasure's path to tread; A crown of glory she bestows Upon the hoary head.