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A 'Twill save us from a thousand snares Young Timothy betimes was taught To mind religion young ;
To know his boly word. Grace will preserve our followingyears, 6 Then why should I so long delay And make our virtue strong.
What others learn so soon? 5 To thee, almighty God, to thee, I would not pass another day Our childhood we resign ;
Without this work begun. "Twill please us to look back and see
That our whole lives were thine.
i "Tis a lovely thing for youth SONG XIII.
To walk betimes in wisdom's way;
To fear a lye, to speak the truth, The Danger of Delay.
That we may trust to all they say. | WHY should I say, "'Tis yet too soon
2 But lyars we can never trust, (true; To seek for hear'n, or think of death?”
• Tho'they should speak the thing that's A fow'r may fade before 'tis noon,
And he that does one fault at first, And I this day may lose my breath.
And lyes to hide it, makes it two. 2 If this rebellious heart of mine 3 Have we not known, nor heard, nor Despise the gracious calls of heav'n,
read, I may be harden'd in my sin,
How God abhors deceit and wrong: And never have repentance giv'n. How Ananias was struck dead, 3 What if the Lord grow wroth, & swear, Caught with a lye upon his tongue ?
While I refuse to read and pray,
4 So did his wife Saphira die, To all my groans another day?
When she came in and grew so bold,
As to confirm that wicked lye, 4 What if his dreadful anger burn, That just before her husband told.
While I refuse his offer'd grace :
5 The Lord delights in them that speak And strike me dead upon the place? The words of truth; but ev'ry lyar 5 "Tis dang'rous to provoke a God; Must bave his portion in the lake, His pow'r and vengeance none can tell;
That burns with brimstone, and with One stroke of his almighty rod
fire. Shall send young sinners quick to hell. 6 Then let me always watch my lips, 6 Then 'twill for ever be in vain
Lest I be struck to death and hell, To cry for pardon, and for
Since God a book of reck'ning keeps To wish I had my time again,
For ev'ry lye that children teli.
Against Quarrelling and Fighting.
| LET dogs delight to bark and bite, I WAAT bless'd examples do I find For God hath made them so ; Writ in the word of truth,
Let bears and lions growl and fight, Of children tha. began to mind
For 'tis thair nature too.
2 But, children, you should never let 2 Jesus, who reigns above the sky,
Such angry passions rise; And keeps the world in awe,
Your little hands were perer mado Was once a child as young as I,
To tear each other's eyes. And kept his Father's law. 3 Attwelve years old he talk'd with men,
3 Let love thro' all your actions run, (The Jews all wond'ring stand)
And all your words be mild ; Yet he obey'd his mother then,
Live like the blessed Virgin's Son, And came at her command.
That sweet and lovely child. 4 Children a sweet Hosanna sung,
4 His soul was gentle as a lamb; And blest their Saviour's name:
And as his stature grew, They gave him honour with their He grew in favour both with mau,
And God his Father too, tongue, Wiile Scribes aud Priests blaspheme. llNow Lord of all he reigns above, Samuel the child was wean'd, and And from his heav'nly throne, brought
He sees what children dwell in love, To wait upon the Lord ;
And marks thein for his owul.
2 And yet how wicked children dare , Lore between Brothers and Sisters.
Abuse thy dreadful glorious name!
And when they're angry, how they IWHATEVER brawls disturb the street,
[pheme! There should be peace at home;
And curse their fellows and blasWhere sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come. 3 How will they stand before thy face, 2 Birds in their little nests agree;
Who treated thee with such disdain, And 'tis a shameful sight,
While thou shalt doom them to the When children of one family
place Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Of everlasting fire and pain ? 3 Hard names at first, and threatening Then never shall one cooling drop words,
To quench their burning tongues be That are but noisy breath,
giv'n; May grow to clubs and naked swords, But I will praise thee here, and hope To murder and to death.
Thus to employ my tongue in heav'n. 4 The devil tempts one mother's son 5 My heart shall be in pain to hear To rage against another :
Wretches affront the Lord above: So wicked Cain was hurry'd on
'Tis that great God,whose pow'r I fear, 'Till he had kill'd his brother.
That heav'nly Father, whom I love. 3 The wise will make their anger cool, At least, before 'tis night;
6 If my companions grow profane, But in the bosom of a fool
I'll leave their friendship when I hear It burns till morning light.
Young sinners take thy name in vain,
And learn to curse, and learn to swear. 6 Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage, Our little brawls remove;
Against Idleness and Mischief.
1 HOW doth the little busy bee Against Scofing and calling Names.
Improve each shining hour,
And gather honey all the day 1.OUR tongues were made to bless the From ev'ry op'ning flower!
2 How skilfully she builds her cell ! When others give a railing word,
How neat she spreads the wax! We must not rail again.
And labours hard to store it well
With the sweet food she makes. 2 Cross words and angry names require 3 In works of labour, or of skill,
To be chastis'd at school ; And he's in danger of hell-tire,
( would be busy too; That calls his brother fool.
For Satan finds some mischief still
For idle hands to do. 3 But lips that dare be so profane,
4 In books, or work, or healthful play, To mock, and jeer, and scoff At holy things, or holy men,
Let my first years be past, The Lord shall cut them off.
That I may give for ev'ry day
Some good account at last. 4 When children, in their wanton play, Serv'd old Elisha so;
SONG XXI. And bid the prophet go his way,, “Go up, thou bald-head, go.'
Against Evil Company. 3 God quickly stopt their wicked breath,
1 WHY should I join with those in play, And sent two raging bears,
In whom I've no delight, That tore them limb from limb to
Wbo curse and swear, but never pray, death,
Who call ill names, and fight? With blood, and groans, and tears. 6 Great God, how terrible art thou
2 I hate to hear a wanton song, To sinners, ne'er so young!
Their words offend my ears ; Grant me thy grace,and teach me how
I should not dare defile my tongue To tame and rule my tongue.
With language such as theirs.
3 Away, from fools I'll turn my eyes, SONG XIX.
Nor with the scoffers go; Against Swearing, and Cursing, and
I would be walking with the wise,
That wiser I may grow. taking God's Name in vain. 1 ANGELS, that high in glory dwell, 4 From one rude boy that's us'd to mock, Adore thy name, almighty God! They learn the wicked jest; And devils tremble down in hell, One sickly sheep infects the flock, Beneath the terrors of thy rod.
And poisons all the rest.
5 My God, I hate to walk, or dwell
The Child's Complaint.
1 WHY should I love my sport so well? SONG XXII.
So constant at my play? [hell?
And then forget to pray?
2 What do I read my bible for,
And sha! I daily know thee more, The art of dress did nc'er begin,
And less obey thee still? Till Eve, our mother, learnt to 'sin.
3 How senseless is my heart, and wild ! 2 When first she put the cov'ring on, How vain are all my thoughts!
Her robe of innocence was gone : Pity the weakness of a child,
4 Make me thy heav'nly voice to hear, 3 How proud we are ! how fond to shew
And let me love to pray,, Our clothes, and call them rich & new!
Since God will lead a gracious ear When the poor sheep & silk-wormwore To what a child can say.
That very clothing long before. 4 The tulip and the butterfly
A Morning Song. & Then will I set my heart to find I MY God, who makes the sun to know Inward adornings of the mind ;
Ais proper hour to rise,
His morning race begins,
But round the world he shines.
The business of the day;
Begin my work betimes, and still
March on my heav'nly way. * In this on earth would I appear, Then go to heav'n, and wear it there;
4 Give me, O Lord, thy early grace, God will approve it in his sight,
Nor let my soul complain "Tis his own work, and his delight.
That the young morning of my days
Has all been spent in vain.
An Evening Song.
I AND now another day is gone,
My comforts ev'ry hour make known 2 Have not you heard whąt dreadful
His providence and grace. plagues
2 But how my childbood runs to waste! Are threaten'd by the Lord,
My sins, how great their sum! To him that breaks his father's law, Lord, give me pardon for the past, Or mocks his mother's word?
And strength for days to come. : Wat heavy guilt upon him lies! 3 I lay my body down to sleep, How cursed is his name!
Let angels guard my head: The ravens shall pick out his eyes, And thro' the hours of darkness keep And tagles eat the saine.
Their watch around my bed. 4 But those that worship God, and give 4 With cheerful heart I close my eyes, Their parents honour due,
Since thou wilt not remove; Here on this earth they long shall live, And in the morning let me rise And live hereafter too.
Rejoicing in thy love.
Duly to God and our Neighbour. For the Lord's-Day Morning. LOVEGod with all your sonland strength, 1 THIS is the day when Christ arose
With all your heart and mind;
And love your neighbour as yourself : So early from the dead ; Why should I keep my eye-lids clos'd, | Deal with another as you'd have
Be faithful, just, and kind. And waste my hours in bed ?
Another deal with you;
Besure you never do.
The Idosanna : or, Salvation ascribed
to Christ, 3 To-day with pleasure christians mcet, To pray and hear the word :
(L. M.) And I would go with chearfal feet, To learn thy will, O Lori.
I HOSANNA to King David's Son 4 I'll leave my sport to read and pray,
Who reigns on a superior throne; And so prepare for heav'n:
We bless the Prince of heav'nly birth, O may I love this blessed day
Who brings salvation down on earth. The best of all the seven !
2 Let ev'ry nation, ev'ry age, SONG XXVIJI.
In this delightful work engage ; For the Lord's-Day Evening.
Oid men and babes in Sion sing
The growing glories of her king.
I HOSANNA to the Prince of grace;
Sjon, behold thy King ! ? I have been there, and still would go : Proclaim the Son of David's race, 'Tis like a little heav'n below;
And teach the babes to sing. Not all my pleasure and my play
Shall tempt ine to forget this day. 2 Hosanna to the eternal Word, 30 write upon my mem'ry, Lord,
Who from the Father came; The texts and doctrines of thy word;
Ascribe salvation to the Lord, That I may break thy laws no more,
With blessings on his name. But love thee better than before.
(S. M.) 1 With thoughts of Christ and things divine
1 HOSANNA to the Son Fill up this foolish heart of mine ;
Of David, and of God,
Testament, put into short Rhyme for | 2 To Christ, th' anointed King,
Be endless blessings giv'n;
Let the whole earth his glory sing, Before no idol bow thy knee.
Who made our peace with heav'n. 3 Take not the name of God in vain. 4 Nor dare the sabbath-day profane.
Glory to the Father. 5 Give both thy parents honour due. 6 Take heed that thou no murder do. TO God the Father, God the Son, 1 Abstain from words and deeds unclean. | And God the Spirit, Three in One,
Nor steal, tho'thou art poor and mean. Be honour, praise, and glory giv'n, 9 Nor make a wilful lie, nor love it. By all on earth, and all in heav'n. 10 What is thy neighbour's dare not covet
(C. M.) The Sum of the Commandments out of the New Testament.--Mat. xxii. 37.
NOW let the Father and the Son
And Spirit be ador'd, (known, WITH all thy soul love God above,
Where there are works to make him And as thyself thy neighbour love.
Or saints to love the word. Our Saviour's Golden Rule-Mat vii. 12.
($. M.) BE you to others kind and true,
GIVE to the Father praise, As you'd have others be to you ;
Give glory to the Son, And neither do nor say to men,
And to the Spirit of his grace Whate'er you would not take again. Be equal honour done.
SPECIMEN OF MORAL SONGS :
Such as I wish some happy and condescending Genius would undertake for the
Use of Children, and perform much better.
THE sense and subjects might be borrowed plentifully from the Proverbs
of Solomon, from all the common appearances of nature, from all the occurrences in the civil life, both in city and country: (which would also afford matter for other divine songs) Here the language and measures should be easy, and flowing with cheerfulness, with or without the solemnities of religion, or the sacred names of God and holy things; that children might find delight and profit togther.
This would be one effectual way to deliver them from the temptation of Joving or learning those idle, wanton, or profane songs, which give so early an ill taint to the fancy and memory, and become the seeds of future vices. 1. The Sluggard.
II. Innocent Play. 1 'TIS the roice of the Sluggard ; I
I ABROAD in the meadows to see the heard hin complain,
young lambs " You have wak'd me too soon, I must Run sporting about by the side of their slamber again."
dams, Asthe door on its hinges, so he on his bed With fleeces so clean and so white; Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and Or a nest of young doves in a large his heavy head.
When they play all in love without 2“ A little more sleep, and a little more slanber;"
anger or rage ;
How much we may learn from the Thus he wastes half his days and his
sight. hours without nuinber ; And when he gets up, he sits folding
2 If we had been ducks we might dabble
in mud ; his hands, Or walks about sauntring, or triling
Or dogs, we might play till it ended
in blood; he stands.
So foul and so fierce are their natures. 3 I pass’d by his garden, and saw the But Thomas and William, and such wild brier,
pretty names, The thorn and the thistle grow broader Should be cleanly and harmless as and higher ;
doves or as lambs, The clothes that hang on him are turn- Those lovely, sweet, innocent creaing to rags ;
tures. And his money still wastes, till he 3 Not thing that we do, nor a word starves, or he begs.
that we say, % I made him a visit, still hoping to find, Should injure another in jesting or play; He had took better care for improving For he's still in camest that's hurt : his mind;
How rude are the boys that throw pebHe told me his dreams, talk'd of eat- bles and mire! ing and drinking ;
There's none but a madman will fing But he scarce reads his bible, and
about fire, Never loves thinking.
And tell you, “ 'Tis all but in sport." 3 Said I then to my heart, “Here's a
III. The Rose. lesson for me ;” That man's but a picture of what I | HOW fair is the Rose! what a beautimight be,
ful flow'r ! But thanks to my friends for their care The glory of April and May : in my breeding,
But the leaves are beginning to fade Who taught me betines to love work- in an hour, ing and reading.
And they wither and die in a day.