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BOOK I. Still he calls them brethren, friends, And to all their wants attends.

5 Could we bear from one another What he daily bears from us ? Yet this glorious Friend and Brother Loves us though we treat him thus : Though for good we render ill, He accounts us brethren still.

6 for grace our hearts to soften ! Teach us, Lord, at length to love ; We, alas ! forget too often What a Friend we have above : But when home our souls are brought, We will love thee as we ought.

1 THE evils that beset our path, Who can prevent or cure ? We stand upon the brink of death When most we seem secure.

2 If we to-day sweet peace possess, It soon may be withdrawn ; Some change may plunge us in distress Before to-morrow s dawn.

3 Disease and pain invade our health, And find an easy prey ; And oft, when least expected, wealth Takes wings and flies away.

4 A fever or a blow can shake Our wisdom s boasted rule, And of the brightest genius make A madman or a fool.

5 The gourds from which we look for fruit Produce us only pain ;