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5 So now, and till we die,
And joyful sing:
TR. BY H. M, DEXTER,
885 Shepherd of tender youth. 1 SHEPHERD of tender youth, Guiding in love and truth
Through devious ways; Christ our triumphant King, We come thy name to sing; Hither our children bring
To shout thy praise.
Healer of strife:
And give us life. 3 Thou art the great High Priest ; Thou hast prepared the feast
Of heavenly love;
Help from above.
Our staff and song:
Make our faith strong.
[7, 6. Tune, Miriam. Page 329.) 886 Early piety. 1 I LOVE to hear the story
Which angel voices tell, How once the King of glory
Came down on earth to dwell.
But this I surely know,
Because he loved me so.
Was once a child like me, To show how pure and holy
His little ones may be; And if I try to follow
His footsteps here below, He never will forget me,
Because he loves me so. 3 To sing his love and mercy
My sweetest songs I'll raise ; And though I cannot see him
I know he hears my praise;
That even I may go
Because he loves me so.
MRS. EMILY H. MILLER.
8, 7. D.
ARR. BY JOSEPH P. HOLBROOK.
887 For a blessing on children.
2 Never, from thy pasture roving,
Let them be the lion's prey; 1 HOLY Father, send thy blessing On thy children gathered here;
Let thy tenderness, so loving, Let them all, thy name confessing,
Keep them all life's dangerous way: Be to thee forever dear.
Then, within thy fold eternal, Holy Saviour, who in meekness
Let them find a resting-pla Didst vouchsafe a child to be ;
Feed in pastures ever vernal, Guide their steps and help their weakness,
Drink the rivers of thy grace.
WILLIAM A. MUHLENBERG. Bless, and make them like to thee.
889 He shall gather the lambs with 2 Bear the lambs, when they are weary,
his arin.-Isa. 40: 11. In thine arms and at thy breast;
1 GRACIOUS Saviour, gentle Shepherd, Through life's desert dark and dreary
Little ones are dear to thee; Bring them to thy heavenly rest.
Gathered with thine arms, and carried Spread thy wings of blessing o'er them,
In thy bosom may we be; Holy Spirit, from above;
Sweetly, fondly, safely tended, Guide, and lead, and go before them,
From all want and danger free. Give them peace, and joy, and love.
2 Tender Shepherd, never leave us
From thy fold to go astray;
By thy look of love directed 888 The lambs enfolded.
May we walk the narrow way; 1 SAVIOUR, who thy flock art feeding
Thus direct us, and protect us, With the shepherd's kindest care,
Lest we fall an easy prey. All the feeble gently leading,
3 Taught to lisp the holy praises While the lambs thy bosom share;
Which on earth thy children sing, Now, these little ones receiving,
Both with lips and hearts unfeigned Fold them in thy gracious arm;
May we our thank-offerings bring; There, we know, thy word believing, Then with all thy saints in glory Only there, secure from harm.
Join to praise our Lord and King. 22
JANE E. LEESON AND J. WHITTEMORE.
BOYLSTON. S. M.
890 The evils of intemperance.
4 Lord, may it be our choice 1 MOURN for the thousands slain,
This blessed rule to keep, The youthful and the strong;
“Rejoice with them that do rejoice, Mourn for the wine-cup's fearful reign, And weep with them that weep.' And the deluded throng.
5 God of the widow, hear, 2 Mourn for the tarnished gem
Our work of mercy bless; For reason's light divine,
God of the fatherless, be near, Quenched
from the soul's bright diadem, And grant us good success. Where God had bid it shine.
SIR HENRY W. BAKER. 3 Mourn for the ruined soulEternal life and light
892 Ye have done it unto Me. Lost by the fiery, maddening bowl,
1 WE give thee but thine own, And turned to hopeless night.
Whate'er the gift may be: 4 Mourn for the lost,-but call,
All that we have is thine alone, Call to the strong, the free;
A trust, O Lord, from thee. Rouse them to shun that dreadful fall,
2 May we thy bounties thus And to the refuge flee.
As stewards true receive, 5 Mourn for the lost,-but pray,
And gladly, as thou blessest us, Pray to our God above,
To thee our first-fruits give. To break the fell destroyer's sway,
3 O, hearts are bruised and dead, And show his saving love.
And homes are bare and cold,
And lambs for whom the Shepherd bled, 891
Are straying from the fold! Christian sympathy. 1 O PRAISE our God to-day,
4 To comfort and to bless, His constant mercy bless,
To find a balm for woe, Whose love hath helped us on our way,
To tend the lone and fatherless, And granted us success.
Is angels' work below. 2 His arm the strength imparts
5 The captive to release, Our daily toil to bear;
To God the lost to bring, His grace alone inspires our hearts,
To teach the way of life and peace, Each other's load to share.
It is a Christ-like thing. 3 O happiest work below,
6 And we believe thy word, Earnest of joy above,
Though dim our faith may be; To sweeten many a cup of woe,
Whate'er for thine we do, O Lord, By deeds of holy love!
We do it unto thee.
WILLIAM W. HOW
INVITATION. C. M.
Acts of charity.
Thy bounties how complete !
How pay the mighty debt ?
Dost thou exalted shine; What can my poverty bestow,
When all the worlds are thine ?
The partners of thy grace,
Before thy Father's face. 4 In them thou mayst be clothed and fed,
And visited and cheered;
My Saviour's voice is heard. 5 Thy face with reverence and with love,
I in thy poor would see;
Than hold it back from thee.
894 Sympathy with the aflicted. 1 FATHER of mercies, send thy grace,
All-powerful, from above, To form in our obedient souls
The image of thy love. 20 may our sympathizing breasts
That generous pleasure know, Kindly to share in others' joy,
And weep for others' woe. 3 When poor and helpless sons of grief
In deep distress are laid,
895 Prayer for the intemperate.
To raise the dead to life,
From passion's fearful strife. 2 What ruin hath intemperance wrought!
How widely roll its waves!
To fill dishonored graves !
Are maddened by the bowl, Led captive at the tyrant's will
In bondage, heart and soul. 4 Stretch forth thy hand, O God, our King,
and break the galling chain; Deliverance to the captive bring,
And end the usurper's reign. 5 The cause of temperance is thine own;
Our plans and efforts bless; We trust, O Lord, in thee alone
To crown them with success.
EDWIN V. HATTIELD
Thy neighbor. 1 SHE loved her Saviour, and to him 1 Who is thy neighbor ? He whom thoi Her costliest present brought;
Hast power to aid or bless; To crown his head, or grace his name, Whose aching heart or burning brow No gift too rare she thought.
Thy soothing hand may press. 2 So let the Saviour be adored,
2 Thy neighbor? 'Tis the fainting poor, And not the poor despised;
Whose eye with want is dim; Give to the hungry from your hoard, O enter thou his humble door, But all, give all to Christ.
With aid and peace for him. 3 Go, clothe the naked, lead the blind,
3 Thy neighbor? He who drinks the cup Give to the weary rest;
When sorrow drowns the brim; For sorrow's children comfort ind, With words of high, sustaining hope, And help for all distressed;
Go thou and comfort him. 4 But give to Christ alone thy heart,
4 Thy neighbor? Pass no mourner by; Thy faith, thy love supreme;
Perhaps thou canst redeem Then for his sake thine alms impart,
A breaking heart from misery;
Go, share thy lot with him.
WILLIAM B. 0. PEABODY. 897 Ye have the poor always with you.
899 Matt. 26: 11.
For the inebriate. 1 LORD, lead the way the Saviour went,
1 LIFE from the dead, Almighty God, By lane and cell obscure,
'Tis thine alone to give; And let love's treasures still be spent,
To lift the poor inebriate up, Like his, upon the poor.
And bid the helpless live. 2 Like him, through scenes of deep distress,
2 Life from the dead! For those we plead Who bore the world's sad weight,
Fast bound in passion's chain, We, in their crowded loneliness,
That, from their
iron fetters freed, Would seek the desolate.
They wake to life again. 3 For thou hast placed us side by side
3 Life from the dead! Quickened by thee, In this wide world of ill;
Be all their powers inclined And that thy followers may be tried,
To temperance, truth, and piety, The poor are with us stijl.
And pleasures pure, refined. 4 Mean are all offerings we can make; 4 And may they by thy help abide, Yet thou hast taught us, Lord,
The tempter's power withstand; If given for the Saviour's sake,
By grace restored and purified, They lose not their reward.
In Christ accepted stand.