WHEN Jesus left his Father's throne,
He chose an humble birth;
Like us, unhonored and unknown,
He came to dwell on earth.
2 Like him, may we be found below,
In wisdom's path of peace;
Like him, in grace and knowledge, grow,
As years and strength increase.
3 Sweet were his words, and kind his look,
When mothers round him pressed;
Their infants, in his arms, he took,
And on his bosom blest.
4 When Jesus into Salem rode,
The children sang around;
For joy they plucked the palms, and strewed Their garments on the ground.
5 Hosanna, our glad voices raise,
Hosanna to our king!
Should we forget our Saviour's praise,
The stones themselves would sing.
6 For we have learned to love his name;
That name, divinely sweet,
May every pulse through life proclaim,
And our last breath repeat.
LAMB of God, I look to thee,
Thou shalt my example be;
When thou wast a little child,
Thou wast gentle, meek, and mild.
2 Due obedience thou didst show;
Oh, make me obedient too,
Thou wast merciful and kind;
Grant me, Lord, thy loving mind.
3 Let me above all fulfill
God my heavenly Father's will,
Never his good Spirit grieve,
Only to his glory live.
4 Loving Jesus, holy Lamb,
In thy hands secure I am;
Fix thy temple in my heart,
Never from thy child depart.
5 Teach me to show forth thy praise,
Love and serve thee all my days;
Oh, might all around me see
Christ, the holy child, in me.
How heart-affecting Christ to see,
Some days before he bled,
Go to Jerusalem willingly
To suffer in our stead:
When he approached the multitude
Their garments spread and branches strewed, Crying hosanna to his praise,
With joy and thankfulness.
2 'T was then the children joined the rest,
And hailed him with a song;
With one accord his name confessed
Amid the joyful throng:
With them may we unite our lays,
And, though in feeble accents, raise
Our hallelujahs to the Lamb,
Who died us to redeem.
SAVIOUR, like a Shepherd lead us,
Much we need thy tender care;
In thy pleasant pastures feed us,
For our use thy folds
Thou hast bought us, thine we are.
2 We are thine; do thou befriend us:
Be the guardian of our way;
Keep thy flock; from sin defend us;
Seek us when we go astray.
Hear thy children when they pray.
3 Thou hast promised to receive us,
Poor and sinful though we be;
Thou hast mercy to relieve us,
Grace to cleanse, and power to free.
Blessed Jesus!
Let us early turn to thee.
4 Early let us seek thy favor,
Early let us do thy will;
Holy Lord, our only Saviour,
With thy grace our bosoms fill.
Blessed Jesus!
Thou hast loved us, love us still.
JESUS, tender Saviour,
Hast thou died for me?
Make me very thankful
In my heart to thee.
When the sad, sad story
Of thy grief I read,
Make me very sorry
For my sins, indeed.
2 Now I know thou lovest
And dost plead for me,
Make me very thankful
In my prayers to thee.
Soon I hope in glory
At thy side to stand:
Make me fit to meet thee
In that happy land.
GENTLE Jesus, meek and mild,
Look upon a little child;
Pity my simplicity,
Suffer me to come to thee.
2 Fain I would to thee be brought;
Gracious God, forbid it not:
In the kingdom of thy grace,
Give a little child a place.
HUSH dear child, lie still and slumber;
Holy angels guard thy bed,
Heavenly blessings without number
Gently falling on thy head.
2 Sleep, my babe; thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide,
All without thy care and payment;
All thy wants are well supplied.
3 How much better thou 'rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven he descended,
And became a child like thee.
4 Soft and easy is thy cradle;
Coarse and hard thy Saviour lay,
When his birth-place was a stable,
And his softest bed was hay.
5 Was there nothing but a manger
Wretched sinners could afford,
To receive the heavenly stranger?
Did they thus affront their Lord?
6 See the joyful shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky;
Where they sought him, there they found him,
With his virgin-mother by.
7 "T was to save thee, child, from dying,
That thy blest Redeemer came;
He, by groans and bitter crying,
Savéd thee from burning flame.
8 Mayst thou live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him all thy days;
Then go dwell for ever near him,
See his face, and sing his praise.
YIELD not to temptation,
For yielding is sin,
Each victory will help you
Some other to win;
Fight manfully onward,
Dark passions subdue,
Look ever to Jesus,
He'll carry you through.
Ask the Saviour to help you,
Comfort, strengthen, and keep you;
He is willing to aid you,
He will carry you through.
2 Shun evil companions,
Bad language disdain,
God's name hold in reverence,
Nor take it in vain;
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