The tribute and prayer of children.
LMIGHTY Father, heavenly King!
A Who rul'st the world above;
Accept the tribute children bring
Of gratitude and love.
2 To thee, each morning, when we rise,
Our early vows we pay;
And ere the night hath closed our eyes,
We thank thee for the day.
3 Our Saviour, ever good and kind,
To us his word hath given;
That children, such as we, may find
The path that leads to heaven.
4 O Lord, extend thy gracious hand,
To guide our erring youth;
And lead us to that blissful land
Where dwells eternal truth.
Prayer for grace.
ESUS, let a little child
Humbly supplicate thy throne;
Speak to me in accents mild,
O thou great and holy One!
2 Fill my youthful heart with grace,
Make it thy beloved abode;
Show thy reconciling face,
O my Father and my God!
3 May I early learn thy ways,
Early know thy power and love;
Then devote to thee my days,
Till I am removed above.
ESUS Christ, the Truth, the Way,
In thy name we meet to-day-
Meet to read thy gracious word—
Meet to hear of Christ the Lord.
2 From this hour may we, anew,
Seek thy holy will to do-
Give to thee each youthful heart,
And from thee no more depart!
SHEPHERD of thy little flock,
Where the richest pastures grow,
Where the living waters flow.
2 By that pure and silent stream,
Shelter'd from the scorching beam,
Shepherd, Saviour, Guardian, Guide,
Keep us ever near thy side!
13th P. M. 10, 10, 11, 11. Praise to Jesus.
ET children proclaim their Saviour and King;
To Jesus's name hosannas we sing:
Our best adoration to Jesus we give,
Who purchased salvation that we may receive.
2 The meek Lamb of God from heaven came down,
To ransom with blood and make us his own;
He patiently suffer'd, our souls to redeem;
Let songs then be offer'd to Jesus's Name.
3 To Him let us give our earliest days,
And thankfully live to publish his praise:
Our lives shall confess him who came from above;
Our tongues ever bless him, and tell of his love.
Children may pray to God.
and needy though I be,
God my Maker cares for me;
Gives me clothing, shelter, food,
Gives me all I have of good.
2 He will listen when I pray,
He is with me night and day;
When I sleep and when I wake,
Keeps me safe for Jesus' sake.
3 He who reigns above the sky
Once became as poor as I;
He whose blood for me was shed,
Had not where to lay his head!
4 Though I labour here awhile,
He will bless me with his smile ;
And when this short life is past,
I shall rest with Him at last.
LMIGHTY God, to thee I cry,
Assist a child's infirmity;
Nor let me with my lips draw nigh,
While my heart wanders far from thee.
2 Ah! never let me speak a word
But what with all my soul I mean;
Or lie to thee, thou glorious Lord,
By whom my every thought is seen.
3 But with submissive lowliness
Should I approach thy glorious throne;
How can I hope by words to please,
To please a God I have not known?
4 I know not what to do or say,
Till thy bless'd Spirit I receive,
And Jesus teaches me to pray,
And Jesus teaches me to live.
AY I love thee and adore thee,
Mo thou bleeding, dying Lamb;
Teach my heart to bow before thee,
Kindle there a sacred flame.
2 Teach me what I am by nature,
How to lift my thoughts on high;
Teach me, O thou great Creator!
How to live, and how to die!
Glory to God in the highest.
AROUND the throne of God in heaven,
Thousands of children stand; Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band—
Singing glory, glory, glory.
2 What brought them to that world above,
That heaven so bright and fair-
Where all is peace, and joy, and love?—
How came those children there,
Singing glory, glory, glory?
3 Because the Saviour shed his blood
To wash away their sin:
Bathed in that pure and precious flood,
Behold them white and clean-
Singing glory, glory, glory.
4 On earth they sought their Saviour's grace, On earth they loved his name;
So now they see his blessed face,
And stand before the Lamb
Singing glory, glory, glory.
Jesus our strength.
ESUS, Lord of life and glory,
JESTOS, of len, hear our lays;
Humbly would our souls adore thee,
Sing thy name in hymns of praise.
2 O what debtors to thy kindness
Are we, God of boundless love!
Thousands wander on in blindness,
Strangers to the light above.
3 Jesus, on thine arm relying,
We would tread this earthly vale;
Be our life when we are dying;
Be our strength, when strength shall fail.
4 Let us mount the hills of glory,
Far from sins, and woes, and pains;
There, in perfect songs, adore thee,
And in everlasting strains.
The Bible, the word of truth.
THE Bible-the Bible! more precious than gold,
The hopes and the glories its pages unfold;
It speaks of salvation-wide opens the door--
Its offers are free to the rich and the poor.
2 The Bible the Bible! blest volume of truth,
How sweetly it smiles on the season of youth;
It bids us seek early the "Pearl of great price,'
Ere the heart is enslaved in the bondage of vice.
3 The Bible-the Bible! the valleys shall ring,
And hill-tops re-echo the notes that we sing;
Our banners inscribed with its precepts and rules,
Shall long wave in triumph, the joy of our schools.
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