attention to the marks of benevolent design discernible in the creation around us. In making her selections, the Editor has, in some instances, considered it desirable to deviate from the original of the Author;-to simplify an expression, or omit a verse: and whilst she feels that an apology is due where the liberty has been taken, she hopes to be pardoned for this exercise of editorial discretion. Her only object in doing so was to render her collection in all respects suitable to those for whom it is intended; and it will be to her a source of sincere gratification should she find that her endeavours to inculcate the fundamental truths of Christianity, and to disseminate the seeds of genuine piety and virtue, have not been entirely without result. Liverpool, 5th October, 1835. A beautiful and solemn sight A suppliant to your window comes 91 A wanderer came like a stricken deer 142 Behold around the Saviour's feet Before I close my eyes in sleep Behold the grass which clothes the plain 61 125 96 Behold the lily's silken vest 122 Come let us join our God to praise 36 Come sound his praise abroad 58 Come to the sunset tree 93 HYMN. Great God of love, to thee we owe Happy the man whose hopes rely Hark! for the storm is abroad, my child Hark, hark, the sabbath bells Hark 'tis the village bell Help me oh God, to trust in thee Holy father, heavenly King Holy, holy, holy Father How beautiful the setting sun How cheerful along the gay mead How does the grateful bosom glow 13 154 23 139 123 43 73 80 32 103 159 How fine has the day been, how bright was the sun. 150 How free from care yon merry thrush How good thou art, Almighty Lord How heavenly the path of life. It is good when we lay on the pillow our head I've had such a beautiful present to-day I would not be a butterfly I've found a violet to-day Let all who are oppressed with grief Lord I have passed another day My Father! may I ere I rest My God! Thou mak'st the sun to know Not worlds on worlds, in phalanx deep HYMN 71. 81 169 22 Oh God enthroned in worlds above Oh God of Abraham! by whose hand Oh harm me not! oh set me free Oh praise the Lord in grateful lays 85 128 Oh green was the corn, as I rode on my way Oh Lord! another day is flown Oh Thou who dry'st the mourner's tear Oh who would keep a little bird confined 115 92 60 114 163 164 24 68 1 171 65 157 165 21 135 69 8 152 Some think it a hardship to work for their bread The cows are lying in the shade The darkness is over, the sun is on high 37 129 10 9 35 107 16 3 There is an hour of peaceful rest There is freedom in the ocean HYMN. 95 167 There's not a leaf within the bower These emmets how little they are in our eyes 50 75 137 67 31 The stars are come out in the sky overhead To do to others as I would Though bitter frost hath cast around To prayer, to prayer, for the morning breaks 135 100 87 18 97 19 104 Unthinking, idle, wild, and young 94 Welcome snow-drop, pretty thing 64 What is that Mother? 118 When winter's snows have passed away |