LOVE TO JESUS. 163 The pelting crowd grew silent and ashamed, like one Rebuked by sight of wisdom higher than his own; And one exclaimed, "No creature so accursed can be, But some good thing in him a loving eye will see." ALGER'S EASTERN POETRY. LOVE TO JESUS. WHEN Jesus Christ was here below, I think I should have loved the Lord. Jesus, who was so very kind, Who came to pardon sinful men, Who healed the sick, and cured the blind- O no! he lives in heaven above; "And blest are they," the Saviour said, JANE TAYLor. III. MORNING AND EVENING HYMNS. THE GUARDIAN ANGEL. DEAR Angel! ever at my side, To leave thy home in Heaven to guard Thy beautiful and shining face I cannot feel thee touch my hand But I have felt thee in my thoughts, And when my heart loves God, I know THE GUARDIAN ANGEL. And when, dear Spirit, I kneel down Yes! when I pray, thou prayest too- And when I sleep, thou sleepest not, Ah me! how lovely they must be Yet one of them, O sweetest thought! And thou in life's last hour wilt bring And afterwards wilt let me kiss Thy beautiful bright face. Then for thy sake, dear Angel! now More humble will I be : But I am weak, and when I fall, But love me, love me, Angel dear! And help me when my soul is cast 165 F. W. FABER. 166 CHILD'S SONG. BIRDS AND ANGELS. HIGH the feathered warblers fly, Birds, come rest your wings awhile, SONGS FROM THE GERMAN. CHILD'S SONG. FROM THE GERMAN. WHEN at night I go to sleep, MRS. FOLLEN. THE ANGELS. 167 THE ANGELS. "WHERE are the angels, mother? "Though every night I listen "And when the silver moonshine |