2 Doth not thy love invite the blind,
The helpless to draw near,
That frail and fainting souls

A rich provision here?

may find

3 Receive us, Lord, for we have need
Of mercy such as thine;
Confirm our wavering faith, and feed
With nourishment divine.

4 That manna we desire to taste

Which has been sent from heaven;
Not such as in the barren waste
To Israel's sons was given;

5 Jesus, thou art the living bread;
Thy constant grace supply;
That, with this heavenly manna fed,
Our souls may never die.

HYMN 154.

(C. M.)

For a congregational collection.-1 Chron. xxix. 14.

I LORD, when our offerings we present
Before thy gracious throne,

We but return what thou hast lent,
And give thee of thine own.

2 The earth with all its wealth is thine,
The heavens with all their host ;
Why should we then in want repine,
Or in abundance boast ?

3 The power, and willingness to give,
Alike proceed from thee;

We still are debtors, since we live
Only by thy decree.

4 Ourselves, our all, to thee we owe;
And if we come behind

What others of their wealth bestow,
Accept our willing mind.

5 O Lord, our contributions bless
For their appointed end;

And erown with happiest success
The cause that we befriend.

HYMN 155.

(L. M.)

Morning.

1 O LORD, with morning's earliest light
I lift my thankful heart to thee,
Whose tender care throughout the night
From pain and danger kept me free.

2 To thee I owe a peaceful mind;

Life, health, and strength, on thee depend; And every day fresh cause I find

To trust thee as my kindest Friend.

3 Now let thy grace direct my way,

My thoughts, my words, and actions guide; And make me careful to obey

Thy laws, and in thy love abide.

4 Guard me this day from every ill, In every trial lend thine aid;

And let me by thy grace fulfil

The end for which I have been made.

5 Light up, O Lord, within my breast
Religion's never-dying flame;
On thy sure promise let me rest,
And make thy glory all my aim.

6 Ere long a brighter day shall rise,
Unclouded by distress or sin;
Prepare me, Lord, that glorious prize
Of everlasting joy to win.

HYMN 156.

(L. M.)

Evening.

1 ALMIGHTY Father, by whose care
Thus far I have been safely led ;
Now listen to my evening prayer,
And watch this night around my bed.

2 To thee my spirit I commend,

And lean on thy unfailing arm;
Secure, if thou wilt be my Friend,
From every peril and alarm.

3 Now let me commune with my heart,
My follies and my sins recall;
Now, Lord, thy pitying love impart,
And, for Christ's sake, forgive them all.

4 Blest with thy presence, let me find
The peace which from thy favour flows;
That, freed from care, my weary mind
May taste an undisturb'd repose.
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5 Let needful rest my powers renew,
To seek the true and living way;
And with increasing zeal pursue
The duties of the following day.

6 Be with me to my latest breath;
And when life's stormy day is past,
Cheer with thy grace the gloom of death,
And let me rest with thee at last.

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SUNDAY SCHOOL.

HYMN 157.

(C. M.)

He shall feed his flock like a Shepherd."Isa. xl. 11.

1 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 Thy tender care supports the weak,
And will not let them fall;
Then teach us, Lord, thy praise to speak,
And on thy name to call.

4 We want thy help, for we are frail,
Thy light, for we are blind;

Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail
To prove that thou art kind.