144 COME, Holy Spirit, come;
O hear my feeble prayer,
Stoop down and make my heart Thy home,
And shed Thy blessing there.
2 Thy light, Thy love impart,
And let it ever be
A holy, humble, happy heart-
A dwelling place for Thee.
145 GLORY to Jesus! Glory!
Let little children sing,
Who know the blessed story
Of the eternal King;
How He came down from heav'n above,
To save the people of his love.
A little child he came,
For children to atone;
Sing praises to his name,
Who did so love his own
As to redeem them with his blood,
And make them holy, just and good.
3 Jesus, the Prince of Peace,
Gives pardon, joy, and life,
Bids sin and sorrow cease,
And puts an end to strife;
Glory to God, and peace in heav'n!
To Jesus' name let praise be giv'n!
146 ALMIGHTY Lord, with joy to Thee
Our infant voices rise;
Accept, O God, our feeble praise,
And humble sacrifice.
Glory, honour, praise, and power,
Be unto the Lamb for ever:
Jesus Christ is our Redeemer;
Hallelujah! praise ye the Lord.
2 We glorify, we bless Thy name,
For all Thy mercies given;
But most for Jesus Christ, who died
To raise our souls to heaven.
Glory, honour, &c.
3 O bless the Lord, our gracious God,
Whose mercies thus we prove;
Who bids the infant tongue proclaim
The wonders of his love.
147 GLORY to the Father give,
God in whom we move and live, Children's prayers He deigns to hear, Children's songs delight his ear.
2 Glory to the Son we bring,
Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King:
Children, raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for He was slain.
3 Glory to the Holy Ghost;
Be this day a Pentecost;
Children's minds may He inspire,
Touch their tongues with holy fire.
4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessed Trinity,
For the Gospel from above,
For the Word, that "God is love."
148 GOD of mercy, throned on high,
Listen from Thy lofty seat;
Hear, O hear, our feeble cry;
Guide, O guide, our wandering feet!
2 Young and erring travellers, we
All our dangers do not know;
Scarcely fear the stormy sea,
Hardly feel the tempest blow.
3 Jesus, Lover of the young,
Cleanse us with Thy blood Divine;
Ere the tide of sin grow strong,
Save us, keep us, make us Thine.
4 Let us ever hear Thy voice,
Ask Thy counsel every day;
Saints and angels will rejoice,
If we walk in wisdom's way.
5 Saviour, give us faith, and pour
Hope and love on every soul,—
Hope, till time shall be no more,
Love, while endless ages roll.
149 AROUND the throne of God in heaven
Thousands of children stand;
Children whose sins are all forgiv'n,
A holy, happy band.
2 What brought them to that world above,
That heav'n so bright and fair,
Where all is joy, and peace, and love—
How came those children there?
3 Because the Saviour shed his blood
To wash away their sin;
Cleans'd in that pure and precious flood,
Behold them white and clean.
4 On earth they sought the Saviour's grace,
On earth they lov'd his name;
And now they see his blessed face,
And stand before the Lamb.
5 And is that fountain flowing yet?
Bless'd Saviour, lead us there;
That we those happy ones may meet,
And in their praises share.
150 SHEPHERD of Israel, from above
Thy feeble flock behold;
And let us never lose Thy love,
Nor wander from Thy fold.
2 Thou wilt not cast Thy lambs away;
Thy hand is ever near,
To guide them lest they go astray,
And keep them safe from fear.
3 We want Thy help, for we are frail,—
Thy light, for we are blind;
Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail,
Το prove that Thou art kind.
4 Teach us the things we ought to know,
And may we find them true;
And still, in stature as we grow,
Increase in wisdom too.
5 Guide us through life; and when at last
We enter into rest,
Thy tender arms around us cast,
And fold us to Thy breast.
151 LET us sing with one accord,
Praise to the eternal Lord;
He is worthy whom we praise,
Hearts and voices let us raise.
2 He hath made us by his pow'r,
He hath kept us to this hour,
He redeems us from the grave,
Lives to bless, who died to save.
3 Angels praise Him-so will we,
Sinful children though we be;
Poor and weak, we'll sing the more;
Jesus loves the weak and
4 Dear to Him is childhood's prayer;
Children's hearts to Him are dear;
Heart and voice, let all be given,
All will find its way to heaven.
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