To share our toils, and joys, and tears? And must we bid a sad farewell?
2 Yes, thou must fill thy future lot, Far from thy fond and cherished friends; But not to be by us forgot
While life its beating pulses spend. 3 We'll think of thee amid the scene Of each returning Sabbath day; And nowhere else with grief so keen, Will mourn that thou art far away. 4 We'll think of thee whene'er we meet, Our weekly lessons to prepare ; Nor deem our social band complete,
Whilst thou, dear friend, art wanting there. 5 We'll think of thee around the board That speaks a dying Saviour's love; And trust our joy will be restored In endless fellowship above.
6 Lord, let thy care his footsteps guard, Thy choicest blessings fill his heart; And crown him with thy rich reward, Where Christian friends no more shall part.
ASSEMBLED in our school once more, O Lord, thy blessing we implore; We meet to read, to sing, and pray, Be with us, then, through this thy day. 2 Our fervent prayer to thee ascends, For parents, teachers, foes and friends; And when we in thy house appear, Help us to worship in thy fear.
3 When we on earth shall meet no more, May we above to glory soar;
And praise thee in more lofty strains, Where one eternal Sabbath reigns.
HYMN 573. H. M.
WHEN little Samuel woke, And heard his Maker's voice, At every word he spoke,
How much did he rejoice; O blessed, happy child, to find, The God of heaven so near and kind. 2 If God would speak to me, And say he was my friend, How happy I should be!
O, how would I attend!
The smallest sin I then should fear, If God Almighty were so near.
3 And does he never speak? O yes! for in his word He bids me come and seek
The God whom Samuel heard; In almost every page I see, The God of Samuel calls to me.
4 And I, beneath his care May safely rest my head; I know that God is there
To guard my humble bed : And every sin I well may fear Since God Almighty is so near. 5 Like Samuel, let me say, When'er I read his word, "Speak, Lord, I would obey
The voice that Samuel heard ;" And when I in thy house appear, Speak, for thy servant waits to hear.
A MOURNING class, a vacant seat, Tells us that one we loved to meet Will join our youthful throng no more, Till all these changing scenes are o'er.
2 No more that voice we loved to hear Shall fill his teacher's listening ear: No more its tones shall join to swell The songs that of a Saviour tell.
3 That welcome face, that sparkling eye, And sprightly form, must buried lie; Deep in the cold and silent gloom, The rayless night that fills the tomb.
4 And we live on, but none can say, How near or distant is the day
When death's unwelcome hand shall come, To lay us in our narrow home.
5 God tells us, by this mournful death, How vain and fleeting is our breath; And bids our souls prepare to meet The trial of his judgment-seat.
HYMN 575. C. M. [489]
BEHOLD, what condescending love Jesus on earth displays! To babes and sucklings he extends The riches of his grace!
2 He still the ancient promise keeps, To our forefathers given; Young children in his arms he takes, And calls them heirs of heaven.
3 Forbid them not whom Jesus calls, Nor dare the claim resist, Since his own lips to us declare
Of such will heaven consist.
HYMN 573. H. M.
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IN 577. L. M. [376]
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HYMN 579. C. M.
E to see the glowing sun it up the deep blue sky, ; the pleasant fields to run, ad hear the brook flow by.
low fresh and green the trees appear; What blooming flowers I find!
', surely God has sent them here, To tell us he is kind.
3 The beasts that on the herbage feed Thank him in different ways; And little birds upon the boughs Sing sweetly to his praise. 4 Shall I alone forget to thank The God who made us all; O no, I'll humbly kneel to him, And on my Maker call.
5 Though I am but a little child, Yet I to God belong;
His works declare him good and mild, And he will hear my song.
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