5 According as her labors rise, So her rewards increase; Her ways are ways of pleasantness, And all her paths are peace. 405. C. M. Campbell's Coll. "They shall walk and not faint." 1 Mere human power shall fast decay, And youthful vigor cease; But they who wait upon the Lord In strength shall still increase. 2 They with unwearied feet shall tread The path of life divine, With growing ardor onward move, With growing brightness shine. 3 On eagles' wings they mount, they soar; Their wings are faith and love; Till, past the cloudy regions here, They rise to heaven above. 406. C. M. Watts. Hidden Life of the Christian. 1 O happy soul that lives on high, While men lie grovelling here! His hopes are fixed above the sky, And faith forbids his fear. 2 His conscience knows no secret stings, While grace and joy combine To form a life whose holy springs Are hidden and divine. 3 He waits in secret on his God; His God in secret sees; Let earth be all in arms abroad, He dwells in heavenly peace. 4 His pleasures rise from things unseen, Beyond this world and time; Where neither eyes nor ears have been, Nor thoughts of mortals climb. 5 He wants no pomp nor royal throne To raise his honors here; Content and pleased to live unknown, Till Christ, his life, appear. 407. 8s. M. C. Wesley. "That they also may be one in us." 1 Lord, from whom all blessings flow, Perfecting the church below! Steadfast may we cleave to thee; Love the mystic union be. Join our faithful spirits, join Each to each, and all to thine: Lead us through the paths of peace, On to perfect holiness. 2 Sweetly may we all agree, Touched with softest sympathy: There is neither bond nor free, Great nor servile, Lord, in thee; Love, like death, hath all destroyed Rendered all distinctions void! Names, and sects, and parties fall: Thou, O Christ, art all in all! 408. S. M. Steele. Religion a Support in Life. 1 Religion can assuage The tempest of the soul; And every fear shall lose its rage At her divine control. 2 Through life's bewildered way, Her hand unerring leads; And o'er the path her heavenly ray A cheering lustre sheds. 3 When reason, tired and blind, Sinks helpless and afraid, Thou blest supporter of the mind, How powerful is thine aid! 4 O, let us feel thy power, And find thy sweet relief, To brighten every gloomy hour And soften every grief. 409. C. M. Tate & Brady. The Righteous and the Wicked.