Dear Lord. I give myself away. I've nothing else to give.
What's amiss I'll strive to mend,And endure what can't be mended.
Though reading and conversation may furnish us with many ideas of men and things, yet it is our own meditation must form our judgment.
I would not change my native landFor rich Peru with all her gold
The passions are the gales of life; and it is religion only that can prevent them from rising into a tempest.
The stars, that in their courses roll, Have much instruction given; But Thy good Word informs my soul How I may climb to Heaven.