4 With flowing tears and thankful hearts
We give them up to thee;
Receive them, Lord, into thine arms;
Thine may they ever be.
HOW swift, alas! the moments fly!
How rush the years along!
Scarce here, yet gone already by—
The burden of a song.
2 See childhood, youth, and manhood, pass,
And age, with furrowed brow;
Time was-time shall be-but, alas!
Where, where in time is now?
3 Time is the measure but of change;
No present hour is found;
The past, the future, fill the range
Of time's unceasing round.
4 Then, pilgrim, let thy joys and fears,
On time no longer lean:
But henceforth all thy hopes and fears,
From earth's affections wean.
HYMN 577. L. M. [376]
CHILDREN in years and knowledge young, Your parents' hope, your parents' joy, Attend the counsels of my tongue.
Let pious thoughts your minds employ. 2 If you desire a length of days,
And peace to crown your mortal state,
Restrain your feet from sinful ways,
Your lips from slander and deceit.
3 To humble souls and broken hearts,
God with his grace is ever nigh;
Pardon and hope his love imparts,
When men in deep contrition lie.
I MUST not sin as many do,
Lest I lie down in sorrow too,
For God is angry every day,
With wicked ones who go astray.
2 From sinful words I must refrain;
I must not take God's name in vain;
I must not work, I must not play
Upon God's holy Sabbath day.
3 And if my parents speak the word,
I must obey them in the Lord :
Nor steal, nor lie, nor waste my days
In idle tales and foolish plays.
I LOVE to see the glowing sun
Light up the deep blue sky,
Along the pleasant fields to run,
And hear the brook flow by.
2 How fresh and green the trees appear; What blooming flowers I find!
'O, 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.
THOU great Instructor! lest I stray,
O teach my erring feet thy way;
Thy truth, with ever fresh delight,
Shall guide my youthful steps aright.
2 How oft my heart's affections yield,
And wander o'er the world's wide field;
My roving passions, Lord, reclaim,
Unite them all to fear thy name.
3 Then to my God, my heart and tongue With all their powers shall raise the song; On earth thy glories I'll declare,
And heaven my song of joy shall hear.
Young Persons invited to seek and love Christ.
YE hearts with youthful vigor warm,
In smiling crowds draw near;
And turn from every mortal charm,
A Saviour's voice to hear.
2 He, Lord of all the worlds on high,
Stoops to converse with you;
And lays his radiant glories by,
Your welfare to pursue.
3 "The soul who longs to see my face,
Is sure my love to gain;
And those who early seek my grace,
Shall never seek in vain.”
4 What object, Lord, my soul should move,
If once compar'd with thee?
What beauty should command my love,
Like what in Christ I see?
5 Away, ye false delusive toys,
Vain tempters of the mind!
Tis here I fix my lasting choice,
And here true bliss I find.
HYMN 582. C. P. M.
The Orphan's Prayer.
O THOU! the helpless orphan's hope,
To whom alone my eyes look up,
In each distressing day!
Father! for that's the sweetest name
That e'er these lips were taught to frame,
Instruct this heart to pray.
2 Low in the dust my parents lie,
And no attentive ear is nigh,
But thine, to mark my wo:
No hand to wipe away my tears, .
No gentle voice to soothe my fears,
Remains to me below.
3 And if thy wisdom should decree
An early sepulchre for me,
Father, thy will be done:
On thy dear mercy I rely,
And if I live, or if I die,
O leave me not alone.
HYMN 583. L. M. [251]
ON all the earth thy Spirit shower,
The earth in righteousness renew;
Thy kingdom come, and hell's o'erpower;
And to thy sceptre all subdue.
2 Like mighty winds or torrents fierce,
Let it opposers all o'erturn;
And every law of sin reverse,
That faith and love may make all one.
3 Yea, let thy Spirit in every place, His richest energy declare;
While lovely tempers, fruits of grace,
The kingdom of thy Christ prepare.
4 Grant this, O holy God, and true!
The ancient seers thou didst inspire!
To us perform the promise due,
Descend and crown us now with fire.
HYMN 584. L. M. [252]
JESUS shall reign where'er the sun,
Does his successive journeys run;
His kingdom spread from shore to shore,
Till moons shall wax and wane no more.
2 From north to south the princes meet,
To pay their homage at his feet;
While western empires own their Lord,
And savage tribes attend his word.
3 To him shall endless prayer be made,
And endless praises crown his head;
His name like sweet perfume shall rise
With every morning sacrifice.
4 People and realms of every tongue,
Dwell on his love with sweetest song,
And infant voices shall proclaim
Their early blessings on his name.
HYMN 585. 7s. [253]
SEE how great a flame aspires,
Kindled by a spark of grace!
Jesus' love the nation fires,
Sets the kingdoms on a blaze.
To bring fire on earth he came;
Kindled in some hearts it is
O, that all might catch the flame,
All partake the glorious bliss!
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