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C. M.

HOW happy are the young who hear

Instruction's warning voice;

And who celestial wisdom make
Their early, only choice.

2 For she has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;
And her rewards more precious are
Than all their stores of gold.

3 She guides the young with innocence
In pleasure's path to tread;
A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the aged head.

4 According as her labors rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.


8s, 7s & 4
AVIOUR, like a Shepherd lead us,
Much we need Thy tend'rest care;
In Thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use Thy folds prepare;
Blessed Jesus,

Thou hast bought us, Thine we are.

2 Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and power to free;
Blessed Jesus,

Let us early turn to Thee.

3 Early let us seek Thy favor,
Early let us do Thy will;
Blessed Lord and only Saviour,
With Thy love our bosoms fill:
Blessed Jesus,



Thou hast loved us, love us still

11, 9, 12, 9.

THINK, when I read that sweet story of old,
When Jesus was here among men,

How He call'd little children as lambs to His


I should like to have been with them then.

2 I wish that His hands had been placed on my head,

That His arms had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said,

"Let the little ones come unto me."

3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love;

And if I thus earnestly seek Him below,
I shall see Him and hear Him above,·

4 In that beautiful place He is gone to prepare
For all who are wash'd and forgiven;
And many dear children are gathering there,
"For of such is the kingdom of heaven."

5 I long for the joys of that glorious time,
The sweetest, and brightest, and best,
When the dear little children of every clime
Shall crowd to His arms and be blessed.



ENTLE Jesus, meek and mild,
Look upon a little child;

Pity my simplicity,

Suffer me to come to Thee.

2 Hide me, from all evil hide,
Self, and stubbornness, and pride;
Let me live without offence;
Guard my helpless innocence.

3 Loving Jesus, gentle Lamb,
In Thy gracious hands I am;
Make me, Saviour, what Thou art;
Live Thyself within my heart.

4 I shall then show forth Thy praise;
Serve Thee all my happy days;
Then the world shall always see
Christ the holy Child in me.


ITH humble heart and tongue,
Our God, to Thee we pray,



Oh, make us learn while we are young,
How we may cleanse our way.

2 Make us, unguarded youth,
The objects of Thy care,

Help us to choose the way of truth,
And fly from every snare.

3 Our hearts, to folly prone,
Renew by power divine,
Unite them to Thyself alone,
And make us wholly Thine.

4 Oh, let Thy word of grace

Our warmest thoughts employ,
Be this through all our foll'wing ‹lays
Our treasure and our joy.

5 To what Thy laws impart,

Be our whole soul inclined;
Oh, let them dwell within our heart,
And sanctify our mind.

6 May Thy young servants learn
By these to cleanse their way;
And may we here the path discern
That leads to endless day.


DEAR ever at mou be,

EAR Jesus, ever at my side,

C. M.

To leave Thy home in heaven to guard
A little child like me.

2 I cannot feel Thee touch my hand,
With pressure light and mild,
To check me as my mother did,
When I was but a child:

3 But I have felt Thee in my thoughts,
Rebuking sin for me;

And when my heart loves God, I know
The sweetness is from Thee.

4 And when, dear Saviour, I kneel down,
Morning and night, to prayer,
Something there is within my heart
Which tells me Thou art there.

5 Yes! when I pray, Thou prayest too—
Thy prayer is all for me;

But when I sleep, Thou sleepest not,
But watchest patiently.

6 To God the Father glory be,
And to His only Son;


The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While ceaseless ages run!

7s & 63.

W To Zion Jesus came,

WHEN, His salvation bringing,

The children all stood singing
Hosanna to His name.

Nor did their zeal offend Him,
But as He rode along,
He let them still attend Him,
And smiled to hear their song.
2 And since the Lord retaineth
His love for children still,
Though now as King He reigneth
On Zion's heavenly hill:
We'll flock around His banner,
Who sits upon the throne,
And cry aloud "Hosanna

To David's royal Son."

3 For should we fail proclaiming
Our Great Redeemer's praise,
The stones, our silence shaming,
Might well hosanna raise.
But shall we only render

The tribute of our words?
No! while our hearts are tender,
They, too, shall be the Lord's.

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