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2 I, 'midst ten thousand dangers stand, Supported by his guardian hand,
survey my ways, Ten thousand monuments of praise, 3 Thus far his arm hath led me on;
Thus far I make his mercy known;
New mercies shall new songs demand. 4 My grateful soul, on Jordan's shore,
Shall raise one sacred pillar more;
C.M.-Harvest. 1 FAIR spring, with all its beauties yields
To summer's fervid ray;
Ånd blessings crown the day.
The fruit of all his pain,
Rich sheaves of golden grain.
In songs the gift he owns:
And God his labour crowns.
Behold a prospect fair,
Abundant fruit appear.
Amidst our arduous toil;
If thou prepare the soil.
6 A joyful harvest they shall have,
Who now in sadness sow;
C.M.-God's regard to the young. 1 ISAAC was ransom'd when he lay,
Upon the altar bound; Moses, an infant-castaway,
Pharaoh's own daughter found. 2 Joseph, by his false brethren sold,
God rais'd above them all ;
How Eli's house must fall. 3 David the bear and lion slew,
And on Goliath trod :
His father David's God.
Clave with a daughter's soul :
When Naaman was made whole. 5 Children are thus Jehovah's care;
Thus youth may seek his face;
With Him He gives all grace. 6 Grace, like the young of whom we read,
Early in him to trust,
As merciful as just. 7 Lord, while like these our course we run,
Be thou to us that friend ;
Conduct us to the end.
C.M.-The gratitude of children. 1 FROM the first dawn of infant life,
Thy goodness we have shar'd; And still we live to sing thy praise,
By sovereign mercy spar'd. 2 To seek thy grace, to do thy will,
O Lord, our hearts incline ; And o'er the paths of future life
Command thy light to shine.
May we that word receive :
In that blest name believe !
Sin's broad destructive road !
558. L. M.-“ Wilt thou not from this time cry unto me, My Father, thou
art the guide of my youth?" Jer. iii. 4.
The sons of men his children call,
Offer his blessings to impart?
To make their father's God their own,
While here, and in the world above? 3 From this time wilt thou not, my son,
Haste to thy heavenly Father's throne,
For his support and counsel wait?
To hear our Father's gracious voice;
5 While young or old, through life or death,
Thy praises shall employ our breath,
L. M.— The Lord's day. 1 TO-DAY the Lord our Shepherd leads
To living streams his little flock, In green and flowery pastures feeds,
And shades at noon, beneath the rock. 2 To-day we hear our Shepherd's voice,
And gladly answer to the call ; In Him unseen our hearts rejoice,
Who knows, and names, and loves us all. 3 Far from his fold we went astray,
The howling wilderness he cross’d, From Satan pluck'd us like a prey,
Nor spar'd himself to save the lost. 4 Beneath his eye no vain alarms,
No ravening wolves our walks infest, The lambs he gathers in his arms,
And bears the feeble on his breast. 5 By him conducted, though we tread
Death's valley darkening on the view, No evil there our spirits dread,
His rod and staff will guide us through. 6 When the chief Shepherd shall appear,
And small and great before Him stand, O be the flock assembling here, Found with the sheep at his right hand.
75.- The same. 1 WELCOME, sacred day of rest!
Time of leaving worldly care, Day above all days the best,
When our souls for heaven prepare ;
Day when our Redeemer rose
Victor o'er the hosts of hell ;
Let our lips his glory tell.
When we hear thy holy word ;
Earth can no such joys afford :
Heavenly sabbaths, happier days !
For Sunday or charity schools. 1 HEAR, Lord, the song of praise and prayer
In heaven thy dwelling-place,
And taught to seek thy face.
And grant us, we implore,
Thy holy Sabbaths more.
To each desires sincere ;
And learn as well as hear.
A sun which ne'er declines !
562. 75.—“ If these should hold their peace, the stones would immediately
cry out." Luke xix. 40.
When so many silent were;
And hosannahs fill'd the air.