3. From thy all-seeing Spirit, Lord, What hiding-place does earth afford? O where can I thy influence shun, Or whither from thy presence run? 4. If up to heaven I take my flight, 'Tis there thou dwell'st enthroned in light; If to the world unseen, my God, There also hast thou thine abode. 5. If I the morning's wings could gain, And fly beyond the western main; E'en there, in earth's remotest land, I still should find thy guiding hand. 6. Or, should I try to shun thy sight Beneath the sable wings of night; One glance from thee, one piercing ray, Would kindle darkness into day. 7. The veil of night is no disguise, No screen from thy all-searching eyes; Through midnight shades thou find'st thy way, As in the blazing noon, of day. 8. Thou know'st the texture of my heart, My reins, and every vital part: I'll praise thee, from whose hands I came A work of such a wondrous frame. 9. Let me acknowledge too, O God, That since this maze of life I trod, Thy thoughts of love to me surmount The power of numbers to recount. 10. Search, try, O God, my thoughts and heart, If mischief lurk in any part; Correct me where I go astray, And guide me in thy perfect way. LESSON XXXIII. _Devotion._ 1. While thee I seek, protecting Power, Be my vain wishes stilled; And may this consecrated hour With better hopes be filled. 2. Thy love the power of thought stowed, To thee my thoughts would soar: Thy mercy o'er my life has flowed, That mercy I adore. 3. In each event of life, how clear Thy ruling hand I see! Each blessing to my soul more dear, Because conferred by thee. 4. In every joy that crowns my days, In every pain I bear, My heart shall find delight in praise, Or seek relief in prayer. 5. When gladness wings my favored hour, Thy love my thoughts shall fill; Resigned, when storms of sorrow lower, My soul shall meet thy will. 6. My lifted eye, without a tear, The gathering storm shall see; My steadfast heart shall know no fear-- That heart will rest on thee. LESSON XXXIV. _The Gardener and the Hog._--GAY. 1. A gardener, of peculiar taste, On a young hog his favor placed, Who fed not with the common herd,-- His tray was to the hall preferred; He wallowed underneath the board, Or in his master's chamber snored, Who fondly stroked him every day, And taught him all the puppy's play. 2. Where'er he went, the grunting friend Ne'er failed his pleasure to attend. As on a time the loving pair Walked forth to tend the garden's care, The master thus addressed the swine: