4 When at thine awful bar they stand,
O welcome them to thy right hand,
To join with us the heavenly lays,
And sing our great Redeemer's praise.

474

Teachers' Meeting.

L. M.

INDULGENT God of love and power,

Be with us at this solemn hour!
Smile on our souls; our plans approve,
By which we seek to spread thy love.
2 Let each discordant thought be gone,
And love unite our hearts in one;
Let all we have and are combine,
To forward objects so divine.

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Pleasure of Teaching.

C. M.

is the man whose heart expands At melting pity's call,

And the rich blessings of whose hands,
Like heavenly manna, fall.

2 Mercy, descending from above,
In softest accents pleads;
O may each tender bosom move,
When mercy intercedes.

3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way
To guide untutored youth,

And lead the mind that went astray
To piety and truth.

4 Children our kind protection claim,
And God will well approve,

When infants learn to lisp his name,
And their Creator love.

5 Delightful work! young souls to win
And turn the rising race

From the deceitful paths of sin,
To seek redeeming grace.

6 Almighty God! thy influence shed
To aid this good design:

The honours of thy name be spread,
And let the praise be thine.

476

1

WHERE two or three together meet,

My love and mercy to repeat,
And tell what I have done,
There will I be (saith God) to bless,
And every burdened soul redress,
Who worships at my throne.

2 Make one in this assembly, Lord,
Speak to each heart some cheering word,
To set the spirit free;
Impart the Spirit's gracious power,
And grant that we may spend an hour
In fellowship with thee.

477

Prayer for Children.

L. M.

LORD! encouraged by thy grace,
We bring these children to thy throne;
Give them with thee a heavenly place,
Let them be thine, and thine alone.

2 Remove from them each stain of guilt,
And let them all be sanctified;
Lord! thou canst cleanse them if thou wil
And all their native evils hide.

3 We ask not for them earthly bliss,

Or earthly honours, wealth, or fame; The sum of our desires is this,

That they may love and fear thy name

2

3

478

Death of a Teacher.

WEEP, little children, weep,

A teacher gone before;

For those that loved to see his face
Shall see his face no more.

Yet all whom once he taught
To sit at Jesus' feet,

S. M

And seek the blessedness he sought,
May him in glory meet.

Grieve, brother teachers! grieve;
With you he bore the cross;
And gladly, for a crown of life,
Accounted all things loss.

4 His eye, his voice, his hand
Still marshal you along;
A fearless, firm, united band-
Quit you like men-be strong,
Strong in the Lord was he,
And valiant for the truth;
Go, train your little ones to be

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Christ's soldiers from their youth. 479 Farewell to a Teacher.

L. M.

1 DEAR partner of our hopes and fears, And wilt thou here no longer dwell,

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 ana cherished friends; But not to be by us forgot

While life its beating pulses spends.

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.

CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE.

480

Idols.

S. M.

AH' whither should I go,

Burdened, and sick, and faint;

To whom should I my troubles show,

And pour out my complaint?

2

My Saviour bids me come;

3

Ah! why do I delay?

He calls the weary sinner home,
And yet from him I stay!

What is it keeps me back,

From which I cannot part?

Which will not let the Saviour take
Possession of my heart?

4 Some cursed thing unknown
Must surely lurk within;
Some idol which I will not own,
Some secret bosom-sin.

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5 Jesus! the hinderance show,
Which I have feared to see;
And let me now consent to know
What keeps me back from thee.
Searcher of hearts, in mine
Thy trying power display;
Into its darkest corners shine,
And take the veil away.
481 Christ the Physician.
JESUS, the sinner's friend, to thee,

L. M

Lost and undone, for aid I flee:

Weary of earth, myself, and sin; Open thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul; 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole; Dark, till in me thine image shine, And lost I am till thou art mine. 3 The mansion for thyself prepare, Dispose my heart by entering there; 'Tis this alone can make me clean; "Tis this alone can cast out sin.

4 What shall I say thy grace to move?
Lord, I am sin, but thou art love;
I give up every plea beside,--
Lord, I am lost, but thou hast died.
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God our Portion.

THOU

C. M.

HOU art my portion, O my God,
Soon as I know thy way,

My heart makes haste to obey thy word,
And suffers no delay.