And bid Christ's heralds speed their flight Ere millions find a hopeless grave.
Bible for the heathen.
1 HAIL, precious book divine! Illumined by thy rays, We rise from death and sin, And tune a Saviour's praise! The shades of error, dark as night, Vanish before thy radiant light. 2 We bless the God of grace
Who hath his word reveal'd To this bewildered race,
So long in darkness held. His love designs-his people pray—- His providence prepares the way,
3 Now shall the Hindoos learn
The glories of our King,
Nor to blind goroos turn,
Nor idol praises sing.
Diffusing heavenly light around,
This book their Shasters shall confound.
4 Deign, gracious Saviour, deign,
To smile upon thy word;
Let millions now attain
Salvation from the Lord;
Nor let its growing conquests stay Till earth exult to own thy sway!
ANNUAL CONCERT FOR COLLEGES.
1 PLANTS of our country's hope, Which, in her gardens fair,
With learning's purest dews are fed, And watch'd with culturer's care-
2 To thee, Eternal God,
With fervor we commend;
For them within thy holy courts In supplication bend.
3 From thee their strength must come To walk in wisdom's way; From thee, their armor to resist Temptation's syren sway.
4 If, in their distant homes, Their names are duly borne Upon a father's household prayer, At evening and at morn;
5 If from a mother's soul,
With love's undying power, 'Tis utter'd in the silent watch Of midnight's wakeful hour;
6 Thy favoring ear incline
To grant their ardent claim, And send thy blessing on their race, For the Redeemer's name.
7 But should no parents' prayer Protect the studious youth,
Yet for his kneeling country's sake O guide him in thy truth.
8 And make his name a praise Upon her annal fair,
And write it in thy book of life. Almighty!-hear our prayer.
Sigourney. 434. L. M.
1 STILL, in the forming hour of youth, Combine with education's sway Those seeds of heaven-implanted truth Whose fruit can never know decay. 2 Kneel while unsullied joy doth glow Resplendent on the blooming cheek, And for the climes of heathen woe A bless'd Redeemer's pity seek.
8 Blend sweetly with the classic page The love of heaven, sublime and fair: So beauty's brow, when dimm'd with age, The lustre of the soul shall wear.
435. C. M.
Scholar's hymn. Mark x. 14.
1 COME, little children, join and sing The praises of your God;
Lift your glad voices to your King, And sound his name abroad.
2 Come, while he kindly bows his ear And listens from above.
Jesus is pleas'd your song to hear: Children, your Saviour love.
3 Thank him for life, and health, and friends, Parents and teachers too;
And for the word his Spirit sends, And that he died for you.
4 Then over all your follies weep That have displeased him so; Ask him your souls from sin to keep, And guide you here below.
5 Jesus will hear your humble prayer, Will all your sins forgive.
Blest is the child he makes his care! Soon you with him shall live.
1 SAVIOUR! see us, children, bending Low before thy mercy-seat; Let our cry, to thee ascending, Be received as incense sweet. Hear us, Saviour, Humbly waiting at thy feet.
2 Kind Redeemer, now forgive us ; Cleanse us pure from every stain; From our load of guilt relieve us; May we never sin again.
May the power of sin be slain.
3 May we love our glorious Saviour; Strive to please him day by day; Never, by our wrong behavior, Grieve him from our hearts away. May we never
Grieve him from our hearts away.
Evening prayer at a Sunday school. 1 WE come at even's solemn hour. Low at thy shrine we bend
To offer up the heart's warm prayer To thee, our Father, Friend.
2 Not high degree or fame we ask, Not power of worldly form, But power to foil the snares of vice, And passion's fitful storm.
3 0, like the summer's gentle showers, Let thy pure grace descend; Be thou our guide, be thou our hope, Our Father, and our Friend.
4 And let thy hand protect us here; Be with us where we stay;
Guide, guard us through life's narrow path; Help us in death's dark way.
Hymn for Sabbath school children. 1 THE Lord who lives in heaven, afar Beyond the highest twinkling star, O'er the whole universe bears rule, Will ne'er forget the Sabbath school. 2 He sees, amid the scenes below, Those children who delight to go To seek instruction from his law, And from his word their pleasures draw. 3 Although he lives so very high, He looks with his omniscient eye Into their little hearts, to see
If they with his commands agree.
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