Christian Worship Contentment And Resignation.

If solid happiness we prize,
Within our breasts the jewel lies;
Nor need we roam abroad:
The world has little to bestow;
From pious hearts our joys must flow,
Hearts that delight in God.

To be resigned, when ills betide,
Patient, when favors are denied,
And pleased with favors given;
This is the wise, the virtuous part;
This is that incense of the heart,
Whose fragrance reaches heaven.

Thus through life’s changing scenes we’ll go,
Its checkered paths of joy and woe,
With holy care we’ll tread:
Quit its vain scenes without a tear,
Without a trouble or a fear,
And mingle with the dead.