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HUMILITY.
Humility, thou art as lovely a gem
As smiles in the Christian's diadem;
All purity, gentleness, meekness, and love,
With the heart of the lamb, and the eye of the dove.
As smiles in the Christian's diadem;
All purity, gentleness, meekness, and love,
With the heart of the lamb, and the eye of the dove.
What is pride's vain pomp, or the boasted bliss
Independence can offer?—Alas—it is this,—
When man, fallen man, stands forth in his pride,
He spurns at the love of the crucified!
Independence can offer?—Alas—it is this,—
When man, fallen man, stands forth in his pride,
He spurns at the love of the crucified!
Why stand in thy weakness?—Oh suffer, proud man,
That goodness should finish what goodness began,
Let the strength of the Saviour establish thy feet,
For his love never fails, and his work is complete.
That goodness should finish what goodness began,
Let the strength of the Saviour establish thy feet,
For his love never fails, and his work is complete.
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Come hither, Humility,—O nestle here,
Dove of peace!—yes, I feel thy soft influence near:
Then fly not away, for the blessed one died
To raise lowliness high, but to trample on pride.
Dove of peace!—yes, I feel thy soft influence near:
Then fly not away, for the blessed one died
To raise lowliness high, but to trample on pride.
When forth from the clouds the fierce tempest has broke,
It rends with its light'ning the knarl'd stubborn oak,
But the reed in its lowliness bows to the blast,
And humility bends, but is rais'd at the last.
It rends with its light'ning the knarl'd stubborn oak,
But the reed in its lowliness bows to the blast,
And humility bends, but is rais'd at the last.
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