3 When sickness preys upon my cheek,
And fades the healthier hue,
May trust and confidence in Thee
Each care and pain subdue!

4 And when the hour of death shall come, May I, from sorrow free,

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Pass gently to my heavenly home,
And be, O Lord, with Thee!

Anniversary.

10 THOU to whom all thanks are due, Our Maker and Preserver too,

L.M.

Now teach our grateful songs to praise The God in whom are all our ways. 2 We thank Thee for Thy watchful care Continued through another year; For all Thy kind remembrance shown In every favour we have known.

3 Thy goodness lights the path we tread; Thy mercy gives our daily bread;

And each good thing we have besides, Thy large and bounteous hand provides. 4 But Thou hast richer treasures stored For those who follow Christ the Lord; May we amongst that number be, And find true joy alone in Thee! 365 Before Starting for Excursion or School Treat.

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1 THE day has now come, and here we are met, The teachers and scholars, the girls and the boys;

Let us all now agree truly happy to be, And set off in gladness God's wonders to

see.

2 Then happy to be, our minds must be free From malice and anger, from envy and spite,

From folly and lying, or any such sin,

Control over tempers all striving to win. 3 Be each one determined to reign over self, And every one seeking all others to please; For this will ensure us a day of content, A season of pleasure, on which we are bent. 4 The folly of one could spoil our delight, Would vex our dear teachers, and make them feel sad;

Let each ask himself, Shall that troubler be I? And answer, O no; to avoid it I'll try. 5 Then let us now go, with one heart and one mind,

Along with our teachers, who aim at our good;

Oft telling us truly sin's hated by God, Yet telling us also that Christ shed His blood.

366 Removal of a Teacher.

L.M.

1 LORD, in Thy mercy condescend
To richly bless our valued friend;
May Thy kind love that sent him here,
Attend him to a distant sphere.

2 How often we his voice have heard,
Explaining Thy most holy Word!

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Thy blessing, Lord, upon us shower,
That we may live to feel its power.
30 may the peace that Word bestows
Be with our friend where'er he goes !
And when the storms of life are past,
May peace his spirit cheer at last!
4 In joy and grief, in praise and prayer,
In light and gloom, in bliss and care,
May Thy abounding mercy dwell

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On him whom now we bid farewell!

Death of a Scholar.

C.M.

1 DEATH has been here, and borne away
A scholar from our side;

Just in the morning of his day,
As young as we, he died.

2 Perhaps our time may be as short,
Our days may fly as fast:

O Lord, impress the solemn thought,
That this may be our last!

3 We cannot tell who next may fall
Beneath the chastening rod;
One must be first, but may we all
Be ready to meet God.

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Death of a Scholar.

L.M.

1 A MOURNING class, a vacant seat, Tell us that one we loved to meet Will join our youthful throng no more, Till all these changing scenes are o'er. 2 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. 3 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.
4 God tells us by this mournful death,
How vain and fleeting is our breath;
O may our souls be saved at last,
When life, and time, and death are past!
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1 SAY, why should Christians grieve for those
Who safe arrive on Canaan's shore?
Released from all their hurtful foes,
They are not lost, but gone before.
2 Though many painful days on earth
Their fainting spirits numbered o'er,
Now they enjoy a heavenly birth;
They are not lost, but gone before.
3 Secure from every mortal care,
By sin and sorrow vexed no more,
Eternal happiness they share;
They are not lost, but gone before.
4 On Jordan's brink whene'er we come,
And hear the swelling waters roar,
May Jesus safe convey us home
To friends not lost, but gone before.
Death of a Teacher.

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1 AND have our supplications failed?
Have neither prayers nor tears prevailed

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Our much-loved teacher to restore?
And must we see his face no more?
2 Yet may we say, God's will be done!
Our teacher's gone, his race is run;
To heaven, his home, he took his flight,
And radiant shines in purest white.

3 Then, though no more we hear his tongue, Praise should attend our mournful song; He was to us in mercy sent,

And God takes back but what He lent.

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Before Meat.

L.M.

LORD, bless this food, and grant that we
May thankful for Thy mercies be;
Teach us to know by whom we're fed ;
Bless us with Christ, the living Bread.
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After Meat.

LORD, make us thankful for our food;
Bless us with faith in Jesus' blood;
With bread of life our souls supply,
That we may live with Christ on high.
Before Meat.

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BE present at our table, Lord;

Be here and everywhere adored ;
These mercies bless, and grant that we
May feast in Paradise with Thee.

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After Meat.

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WE thank Thee, Lord, for this our food,
But most of all for Jesus' blood;
Let manna to our souls be given,
The bread of life sent down from heaven.