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Miscellaneous Subjects.

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ANONYMOUS.

Baptism of a Child.

1 To thee, O God in Heaven,

This little one we bring,

Giving to thee what thou hast given,
Our dearest offering.

2 Into a world of toil

These little feet will roam,

Where sin its purity may soil,
Where care and grief may come.

3 O then, let thy pure love,

With influence serene,

Come down, like water, from above

To comfort and make clean.

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Baptism of Children.

1 To Him who children blessed,
And suffered them to come,

ANONYMOUS.

To Him who took them to his breast
We bring these children home.

2 To thee, O God, whose face,
Their spirits still behold,

We bring them, praying that thy grace
May keep, thine arms enfold.

3 And as this water falls

On each unconscious brow,
Thy holy spirit grant, O Lord!
To keep them pure as now.

C. M.

EMILY TAYLor.

Outward and Enward Life.

1 THERE's life abroad;- from each green tree

A busy murmur swells;

The bee is up at early dawn

Stirring the cowslip-bells.

There's motion in the lightest leaf

That trembles on the stream;

The insect scarce an instant rests,

Light dancing in the beam.

2 All speak of life; and louder still

The spirit speaks within,

O'erpowering, with its strong, deep voice,

The world's incessant din:

There's life without; and, better far,

Within there's life and power,

And liberty of heart and mind

To love, believe, adore.

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JUNG STILLING.

God's Guidance.

1 THOU, who upon the eternal throne,
Dost weigh the fates of all below,
And ever wear'st the radiant crown
Of worlds unnumbered round thy brow:
Thy wisdom formed the plan sublime
Of what man's future course shall be;
The path didst shew which I must climb
To reach my final destiny.

2 Till then let power Divine protect,
And heavenly peace my spirit cheer,
My footsteps here below direct,
Till I before thy face appear.

The present seed I now shall sow

To ripen for eternity,

O let it to perfection grow,

Then take thy pilgrim home to thee.

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Night.

1 O'ER silent field, and lonely lawn,
Her dusky mantle night hath drawn;
At twilight's holy, heartfelt hour,
In man his better soul hath power.

2 The passions are at peace within,
And still each stormy thought of sin
The yielding bosom overawed,

Breathes love to man and love to God.

1 MIGHTY God! while angels bless thee,
May an infant lisp thy name!

Lord of men, as well as angels,
Thou art every creature's theme.

2 Lord of every land and nation,
Ancient of eternal days!

Sounded through the wide creation
Be thy just and lawful praise:

3 For the grandeur of thy nature —
Grand beyond a seraph's thought;
For created works of power-

Works with skill and kindness wrought:

4 For thy providence that governs

Through thine empire's wide domain;
Wings an angel, guides a sparrow,
Blessed be thy gentle reign.

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1 GENTLY fall the dews of eve,

Raising still the languid flowers;
Sweetly flow the tears that grieve

O'er a mourner's stricken hours.

2 Blessed tears and dews that yet
Lift us nearer unto heaven!
Let us still His praise repeat,
Who in mercy all hath given.

C. M.

Humility and Contentment.

1 HE that is down need fear no fall,
He that is low no pride;
He that is humble ever shall
Have God to be his guide.

2 Fulness to such, a burden is,
That go on pilgrimage;

Here little, and hereafter bliss,
Is best from age to age.

BUNYAN.