4 Then to th' appointed school repair,
To learn with diligence, and read
The book of life, whose sacred truths
To everlasting glory lead.
5 When this delightful work is o'er,
With grateful praise we close the day;
Thus while life's dangerous paths we tread,
May we pursue the heavenly way.
6 And when our willing feet no more
Meet in an earthly house of prayer ;
May we in happier regions dwell,
And love, and praise, and worship there.
119. For Children taught, or supported by Charity
N cheerful songs of artless praise,
Would we our feeble voices raise;
And celebrate with one accord
The wond'rous goodness of the Lord.
Boys. 2 Great God, thy universal love,
Is sung by all thy saints above;
And we, thy children here below,
The greatness of that love would show.
Girls. 3 When cheerless poverty had spread,
Its threat'ning clouds around our head,
Soon did our gracious God appear,
And gave us an asylum here.
Boys. 4 Our lives protected by thy care,
Our feet preserv'd from every snare:
Our minds directed to the road
That leads to virtue, and to God.
Girls. 5 For these our generous patrons too,
Would we the grateful theme renew ;
O may each tender mind they rear,
Thy precepts love, thy name revere.
Both. 6 And when that awful day shall come,
That thou, great God, shalt call us home;
May we with these thy servants join,
To sing thy praise, in hymns divine.
120. At a Collection for the Spread of the Gospel.
PRAISE
SE the Saviour, all ye nations,
Praise him all ye hosts above;
Shout, with joyful acclamations,
His divine victorious love:
Be his kingdom now promoted,
Let the earth her monarch know;
Be my all to him devoted,
Το my. Lord my all I owe.
2 See how beauteous, on the mountains,
Are their feet, whose great design,
Is to guide us to the fountains
That o'erflow with bliss divine;-
Who proclaim the joyful tidings,
Of salvation all around,
Disregard the world's deridings,
And in works of love abound.
3 With my substance I will honour,
My Redeemer and my Lord;
Were ten thousand worlds my manor,
All were nothing to his word:
While the heralds of salvation,
His abounding grace proclaim,
Let his friends, of every station,
Gladly join to spread his fame.
121. After a Collection for a Charity School. (P.M
WEET the streams of mercy flowing, Health and blessings spreading round; Knowledge, peace, and love, bestowingHeav'nly fruits on earthly ground:
Like its inexhaustless fountain,
Never failing to relieve,
Greater favour, it accounting,
To impart, than to receive.
2 In the morn of life, selected,
By your sympathising care,
You our wandering steps directed ;-
In our wants you kindly share.
Constant in your gen'rous labour,
What can we to you return?
To our God, and to our neighbour,
May we each our duty learn!
3 Grace shall our souls inspire With holy love to all; Nor let us ever tire
Where want and duty call.
A feeble tribute we impart,
Be it sincere, and with the heart!
ESUS, Saviour! we adore thee,
God of glory, and of grace;
Grateful, now, we fall before Thee,-
Celebrate thy lofty praise!
Feebly we our worship render,
In compassion deign to smile:
Now accept our hearts' surrender,
Free our sacrifice from guile.
2 Thou art benefits bestowing,
Numberless, and daily given,
Streams of truth and knowledge flowing,
Bear our happy souls to heav'n;
Warn'd of snares, which, youth surrounding,
Lead from God, and lead to woe;
Oh! what grace, to us abounding,
Train'd in wisdom's ways to go!
3 Heavenly Parent, shed thy blessing
On this young assembled throng!
Hear us now thy throne addressing-
Mercies to our God belong!
We, the means dependant using,
Ask the increase from above!
While thy knowledge we're diffusing,
Grant that increase, God of Love!
ESUS! within thy courts we meet,
And now surround thy mercy-seat,
Thy favour to implore:-
Children of old, thy smile obtain'd,
And if thy smile, by us, be gain'd,
We need not ask for more!
2 "Tis this shall gild life's rosy morn ;-
"Tis this shall pluck from woe the thorn;
And for each scene prepare :
O listen, Saviour, to our voice,
And bid our youthful hearts rejoice,
Bid us thy favour share!
3 0 bless the means so kindly us'd,
Nor let them ever be abus'd,
Thy Spirit's grace impart !
To lead us Jesus to adore,
("God over all, for evermore,")
And render Him our heart.
4 What can we ask for every friend,
Who weep for us, and kindly lend
Their constant-liberal care?-
We ask for them the Saviour's smile;
"Tis this shall all life's scenes beguile;
'Tis this the angels share!
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