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7 Should sickness bend your feeble frame,
The glow of health forsake your cheek, His tenderness will be the same, ,
His voice the words of comfort speak.
8 Twill be his task to lead
mind From second causes up to God, To teach you how to be resign’d, And meekly bow beneath his rod.
9 He'll tell you of a Saviour's love
Salvation's wond'rous plan explain, And point you to the realms above Where everlasting pleasures reign.
10 Blest is her lot who thus prefers
In Christian bands to be allied, The sure the ecstatic hope is her's
To meet where death can ne'er divide.
THE GOOD WIFE.
FROM PROVERBS XXXI.
BY THE SAME.
1 Who shall a virtuous female gain ? Her worth what language can explain? Her husband's heart in her confides, Discretion all her conduct guides.
2 She knows each various work to chuse, Her hands no needful task refuse, But rises with the morning light, And orders all her house aright.
3 She hastės the household goods to buy, The garden blooms beneath her eye, While temperance preserves her health, And frugal care augments her wealth.
4 Yet to the needy of her land She stretches forth the liberal hand; Her maids stern winter's storms behold Well cloath'd and guarded from the cold.
7 Her children rise and call her blest, While joy pervades her husband's breast : “ Though many daughters have done well, Yet thou, my Fair, do'st all excel!"
BY CHARLOTTE RICHARDSON.
Beauty is vain, but a woman that fearetb the Lord she shall be praised.
PROV. xxxi. 30.
Is all that it can boast;
Yet will not long secure:
Will quickly cease to charm,
And all its power disarm.
4 Then boast not of your matchless form, But rather seek your mind to adorn
With virtue's rich array;
Which never can decay.
5 How blest is she who fears the Lord, Guiding her conduct by his word
Each vain desire repels; Her mind with heavenly wisdom fraught, No envious, no repining thought
Within her bosom dwells.
6 She, she alone is truly wise Aspiring to a higher prize
Than earth could ever give : She shall be prais’d while time shall last, And, when this fleeting life is past,
In endless glory live.