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P. M. Infant praise and prayer. HELPipe to praise thy neme Let me thy truth proclaim

With my infant tongue : Angels from the skies Will look down with gladsome eyes, When thy praises rise,

By infants sung. 2 Keep us in peace and joy

Through cbildhood's days;
Help each little girl and boy

To walk in thy ways:
So sball we be free
From the thorns of misery;
Heaven our home shall be,

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The Lord's prayer.
UR Father in beaven,

? May thy kingdon holy

On earth be begun! O give to us daily

Our portion of bread; It is froin thy bounty

That all must be fed. 2 Forgive our transgressions,

And teach us to know That humble compassion

Which pardons each foe; Keep us from temptation,

From weakness and sin, And thine be the glory

Forever-- Amon.

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8th P. M. 87, 87, 47.

Hallelujah.
MIGHTYO Cinda wbilis angels bless thee,
Loril of men as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme !

Hallelujah,
Hallelujah, hallelujah, Amen!
2 Lord of every land and nation,

Ancient of eternal days,
Sounded through the wide creation,
Be thy just and lawful praise :

Hallelujah,
Hallelujul, hallelujah, Amen!
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9th P. M. 87, 87.
Evening hymn.
Bless thy little lamb to-night;

, me,
Through the darkness be thou near me,

Keep me safe till morning light.
2 Through this dny thy hand has led me,

And I thank thee for thy care ;
Thou hast warun'd me, clothed, and fed me.

Listen to my evening prayer.
8 Let my sins be all forgiven,

Bless the friends I love so well;
Take me, when I die, to heaven,

Happy there, with thee to dwell.

THE SUNDAY-SCHOOL.
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The morning of life.
IN life's gay morn let children learn

To love the sacred place of prayer;
From sinful ways delight to turn,

And early pay their tribute there,

And then be the play
Fotere-423

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5th P. M. 4 lines 78.

Thanks to God.
TATHER ! from thy throne above,
Smile

upon us in thy love :
Happy children of the free,
Grateful songs would raise to thee.
2 Thanks for Sunday-schools so dear,
Where we're taught thy word and fear,
From that holy book of thine,
Fill'd with precious truths divine.
8 Saviour! 'mid all earthly strife,
Through the cares and ills of life,
May the precepts thou hast given
Guide us in the path to heaven,

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The Sabbath-school.
WEET Sabbath-school, place dear to me,
My heart will often turn to thee,

My childhood's Sabbath home.
2 Within thy courts of Him I've heard

Whose birth the angels sung,
When o'er the shepherds fill'd with fear,

The star of glory hung.
3 O holy place! where first we shed

The penitential tear;
Wkere youthful steps are taught to tread

lo paths of peace and prayer.
4 When all our wand'rings here shall cease,

And cares of life shall end,
In God's eternal Sabbath place

Muy we our anthoxas Blend.