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3 But the little ones who hear
Kind instruction's warning voice,
Turn to truth a willing ear,

And in wisdom's ways rejoice;
Need not fear the spoiler's blow,
Though he lay the spring-buds low!
4 God will gather them again;
In his garden they will grow,
On that green and lovely plain,
Where the crystal waters flow,
Never more to lay their head
Faintly on the cold earth-bed.

Death of a teacher.

L. M.

HE voice is hush'd-the gentle voice,
That told us of a Saviour's love;
And made our youthful hearts rejoice,
In hope of heaven, our home above.
2 The eye is dim, the loving eye,
That beam'd so fondly on us here;
Seal'd up in death, the anxious sigh
No more bedews it with a tear!

3 But in the land beyond the grave,
That voice will swell in rapturous tone,
The song to Him who died to save,
And bring the weary trav'ler home.

4 That eye, with holy radiance bright,
Shall kindle like the stars of even;
Like them shall pierce the shades of night,
And sweetly shine on us from heaven.
5 That brow shall wear its glitt'ring crown,
When sun and stars no more shall shine;
When death shall lay his sceptre down-
The grave her empire shall resign.

6 Then let us weep as Jesus wept; Hallow'd by love each gentle sigh; Since in the grave our Saviour slept, The Christian need not fear to die.

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SIST

9th P. M. 87, 87.

Funeral hymn.

NISTER, thou wast mild and lovely, Gentle as the summer breeze,

Pleasant as the air of evening

When it floats among the trees.

2 Peaceful be thy silent slumber,
Peaceful in the grave so low:
Thou no more wilt join our number,-
Thou no more our songs shalt know.

3 Dearest sister, thou hast left us!
Here thy loss we deeply feel;
But 'tis God that hath bereft us,
He can all our sorrow heal.

4 Yet again we hope to meet thee, When the day of life is fled,

Then, in heaven, with joy to greet thee, Where no farewell tear is shed.

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C. M.

At a funeral.

ALM on the bosom of thy God,
Dear spirit, rest thee now;

E'en while with ours thy footsteps trod,
His seal was on thy brow.

2 Dust, to its narrow home beneath; Soul, to its rest on high;

They that have seen thy look in death, No more may fear to die.

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DOXOLOGIES.

5th P. M. 4 lines 7s.

LORY to the Father give,

and live

Children's prayers he deigns to hear,
Children's songs delight his ear.
2 Glory to the Son we bring,
Christ, our Prophet, Priest, and King;
Children, raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for he was slain.
3 Glory to the Holy Ghost;
Be this day a pentecost!
Children's minds may he inspire,
Touch their tongues with holy fire.
4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessed Trinity,

For the Gospel from above,

For the word that "God is love."

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L. M.

PRAISE ye the Lord, who kindly rules

And governs all our Sunday-schools; Let children, with the cherub host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

78

C. M.

ПO Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
По
Who sweetly all agree,

To save a world of sinners lost,
Eternal glory be.

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S. M.

IVE to the Father praise,

G Give glory to the Son:

And to the Spirit of his grace
Be equal honour done.

INDEX TO THE HYMNS.

WITH THE AUTHORS' NAMES, AS FAR AS ASCERTAINED.

Almighty Father, heavenly King
Almighty God, thy piercing eye
Almighty God, to thee I cry
A mourning class, a vacant seat
Around the throne of God, in heaven
Assembled in our school once more
Blest, beyond all earthly blessing..
Calm on the bosom of thy God..
Children, like the early flower
Children of Jerusalem.
Come, join our Sabbath song
Come, let us join the hosts above.
Come to the mercy-seat..
Father! from thy throne above

Gentle Jesus, meek and mild
Give to the Father praise..

Glory to the Father give

God has said, Forever bless'd..
Great God, behold, before thy throne
Great God! with heart and tongue
Guardian of souls! throughout my days.
Happy child, whom God doth aid..
Happy the child whose tender years.

Unknown 31 Mrs. Maxwell 34

.C. Wesley 7 Mrs. Maxwell 8

- Phelps 35 C. Wesley 30 Watts.. 46 Montgomery 46 Unknown 13

Unknown 37

Fawcett 17

...Rusling 17

C. Wesley 15
Watts. 12
Unknown 32

Holy children read and pray.

Humble praises, holy Jesus

How sweet is the Sabbath, the morning..Silver-St. Col. 26

I love the Sabbath-school: the place....

J. B. 24

Unknown 14

Unknown 31

Unknown 34

I think, when I read that sweet story of old. Mrs. Luke 30

In life's gay morn, let children learn...

Jesus Christ, the Truth, the Way
Jesus, in Christian love we meet.
Jesus, let a little child ..
Jesus, Lord of life and glory.

Jesus, Saviour, Son of God.

Jesus, tender Shepherd, hear me

J. H. H. 33 Mrs. Maxwell 20

O.P... 41

Rusling 19
Unknown 23

Bickersteth's Col. 28
Duncan 33

Page

Let children proclaim their Saviour and King C. Wesley 20

Little children, stop and think
Little rain-drops feed the rill..
Little travellers, Zionward...

Lord, we are young, thy help we need.
May I love thee, and adore thee....
Mighty God, while angels bless thee
O Jesus, delight of my soul...
O that I, like Timothy.

O write upon my memory, Lord..
Once more, before we part.
Our Father in heaven...

Our Saviour bids the children come

Poor and needy though I be....
Praise ye the Lord, who kindly rules
Saviour, do thou appear

See that heathen mother stand.

See the kind Shepherd, Jesus, stands.
Shepherd of thy little flock

Sister, thou wast mild and lovely

..Mrs. Maxwell 11 Mrs. Sigourney 39 Edmeston 40 Rusling 18 Unknown 22 · Robinson 33 Unknown 16 C. Wesley 25 Waterson 37 Unknown 37 Mrs. Hale 32 Mrs. Maxwell 7

Unknown 21 - Rusling 46

Rusling 28

Mrs. Brown 41

Unknown 11
Unknown 20

S. F. Smith 45

Sweet Sabbath-school, place dear to me.....
Swift the moments fly away

Kennaday 35
Unknown 12

The Bible, the Bible, more precious than gold. Unknown 23

The light of Sabbath eve

The sun that lights the world shall fade

Edmeston 27

Edmeston 8

The voice is hush'd, the gentle voice.... Mrs. Maxwell 44

This day belongs to God alone

This life is but a summer's day

This morning, Lord, attend..

There is a happy land.

There is an hour when I must die

Taylor 25 Unknown 10

Rusling 36 Unknown 29

There is beyond the sky..

Thou who didst, with love and blessing.

'Tis religion that can give...

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost..

We are but young, yet we may sing
We now to Christ, the Saviour King.
We'll not give up the Bible.
Welcome to our festival..
Welcome, welcome, day of rest.
Where we oft have met in gladness.

Within these walls be peace

446 116

Watts. 9

Watts. 10

Taylor 39

.Mrs. Masters 13

Watts. 46

Unknown 15

Unknown 38

Unknown 24

Mrs. Maxwell 38

- Hastings 27 Mrs. Maxwell 42

Unknown 29