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Children, thy favours sharing,
Their voice of thanks would raise;
Father, accept our offering,
Our song of grateful praise.
2 The dearest gift of Heaven,
Love's written word of truth,
To us is early given,
To guide our steps in youth;
We hear the wond’rous story,
The tale of Calvary;
We read of homes in glory,
From sin and sorrow free.
3 Saviour ! grant us thy blessing !
O! teach us how to pray,
That each thy fear possessing,
May tread life's onward way;
Then where the pure are dwelling
We'll hope to meet again,
And sweeter numbers swelling,
We'll join to praise thy name.
SHORT. 235. WESLEy.
A CHARGE to keep I have,
A God to glorify;
A never-dying soul to save,
And fit it for the sky.
2 To serve the present age,
My calling to fulfil:
O may it all my powers engage
To do my Master's will.
3 Arm me with jealous care,
As in thy sight to live;
And O thy servant, Lord, prepare,
A strict account to give.
4 Help me to watch and pray,
And on thyself rely,
Assured, if I my trust betray,
I shall for ever die.
AY we who teach the rising race, Be fill'd, O Lord, with every grace; And may thy Spirit from above Descend and bless our work of love.
2 Thy grace to those we teach impart,
O Lord, renew each youthful heart;
Help them from every sin to flee,
And dedicate their lives to thee.
3 May we in love to them abound,
And zealous in the work be found;
And many seals may we obtain,
To prove our labour's not in vain.
4. When at thine awful bar they stand,
O welcome them to thy right hand,
To join with us the heavenly lays,
A: sing our great Redeemer's praise.
ALMIGHTY God! thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
Now let the dew of heaven descend,
And righteous fruits abound.
2 Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove;
But give it root in every heart,
To bring forth fruits of love.
3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy;
But bid it yield a hundred-fold
The fruits of peace and joy.
4. Oft as the precious seed is sown,
Thy quickening grace bestow,
That all, whose souls the truth receive,
Its saving power may know.
HOU, who didst with love and blessing Gather Zion's babes to thee, Still a Saviour's love expressing, Now the babes of Zion see;
Bless the labours
That would bring them up for thee.
2 Smile upon the weak endeavour, .
Wain, if thou thy smile deny;
Lo! they rise, to live for ever!
Train, O! train them for the sky:
Ne'er may Satan
Plunder Zion's nursery.
3 Let no self-applauding feeling,
Naught of praise from mortals won,
O'er the heart infectious stealing,
Poison what our hands have done :
Raise the motives,
Sink the pride of every one.
4 Love to thee, and pure affection
For the lambs that need a fold,
These will give our zeal direction,
And prevent its growing cold;
Or support us,
If we should no fruit behold.
5 Yet, with humble fervour bending
We that blessing would entreat;
On the infant heart descending,
Make the toils of learning sweet;
Straight to Zion
Turn the young inquirer's feet.
6 Then, when long we both have slumber'd, Side by side, in common dust,
With thy ransom'd people number'd
With th'assembly of the just,
Child and teacher,
Saviour ! own our humble trust.
WHERE two or three with sweet accord Obedient to their sovereign Lord,
Meet to recount his acts of grace,
And offer solemn prayer and praise:
2 “There,” says the Saviour, “will I be
Amid this little company;
To them unveil my smiling face,
And shed my glories round the place.”
3 We meet at thy command, O Lord,
Relying on thy faithful word:
Now send thy Spirit from above,
And fill our hearts with heavenly love.
BESTOW, dear Lord, upon our youth,
The gift of saving grace;
And let the seed of sacred truth
Fall in a fruitful place.
2 Grace is a plant, where'er it grows,
Of pure and heavenly root;
But fairest in the youngest shows,
And yields the sweetest fruit.