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4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse,
Into thy hands receive :
And real Christians live.
The wonders of thy name! Which saves from sin, the world, and hell, Whose virtue every heart may feel,
And every tongue proclaim. 6 A sinner, sav'd myself from sin, I come my family to win,
To preach their sins forgiv'n; Children, and wife, and servants seize, And through the paths of pleasantness,
Conduct them all to heav'n.
Canada.] HYMN 517. L. M.
VATHER of all, by whom we are,
Who hast entrusted to our care,
A candidate for glorious bliss : 2 Poor worms of earth, to thee we cry,
For grace to guide what grace has giv'n; We ask for wisdom from on high,
To train our infants up for heav'n. 3 We tremble at the danger near,
And crowds of wretched parents see,
In tempers far as hell from thee. 4 Themselves the slaves of sense and praise,
Their babes they pamper and admire ;
And make the helpless infants pass
With resolute wisdom us endue,
His dire apostasy to show.
To mark the bounds of good and ill :
Or bend or break his rising will. 3 Him let us tend severely kind,
As guardians of his giddy youth : As set to form his tender mind,
By principles of virtuous truth. 4 To fit his soul for heav'nly grace ;
Discharge the Christian parent's part; And keep him till thy love takes place,
And Jesus rises in his heart.
Lyminge.] HYMN 518. 6 lines 8's.
APTAIN of our salvation, take
And fit for thy great service make
These heirs of immortality : And let them in thine image rise,
And then transplant to Paradise. 2 Unspotted from the world and pure,
Preserve them for thy glorious cause, Accustom'd daily to endure
The welcome burden of thy cross, Inur'd to toil and patient pain,
Till all thy perfect mind they gain. 3 Our sons henceforth be wholly thinc,
And serve and love thee all their days ; Infuse the principle divine
In all who here expect thy grace; Let each improve the grace bestow'd;
Rise every child a man of God. 4 Train up thy hardy soldiers, Lord,
In all their Captain's steps to tread! Or send them to proclaim thy word,
Thy Gospel through the world to spread; Freely as they receive to give, And preach the death by which we live.
Shirland.] HYMN 519. S. M.
THE pow'r to bless my house,
Yet rend'ring him my constant vows;
He sends his blessings down. 2
Shall I not then engage
My house to serve the Lord,
And feed upon his word:
The grace his Spir't supplies,
Their daily sacrifice ?
Through thy restraining grace,
And walk in all thy ways. 5 Saviour of men, incline
The hearts which thou hast made, Which thou hast bought with blood divine,
To ask thy promis'd aid.
Thy family t' increase,
And let us die in peace.
Kingsworth.] HYMN 520. 46's & 2 8's. 1
OD of my life, to thee
My cheerful soul I raise !
And still prolongs my days ;
I glorify thy name
And all my blessings came;
Let all that is within me praise. 3 Long as I live beneath,
To thee, O let me live!
In thanks and praises give!
Shall magnify my Maker's Name. 4 My soul and all its powers,
Thine, wholly thine shall be;
I consecrate to thee;
As angels do in heaven:
Most graciously forgiven :
6 Then when the work is done,
The work of faith with power,
In death's triumphant hour,
Banquet.] HYMN 521. 11's & 9's. 1 A WAY with our fears! The glad morning
appears, When an heir of salvation was born! From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am,
And to him I with singing return. 2 Thee, Jesus, alone, The Fountain I own,
Of my life and felicity here : And cheerfully sing My Redeemer and King,
Till his sign in the heavens appear. 3 With thanks I rejoice In thy fatherly choice
Of my state and condition below: If of parents I came, Who honour'd thy name,
'Twas thy wisdom appointed it so. 4 I sing of thy grace, From my earliest days,
Ever near to allure and defend ; Hitherto hast thou been My Preserver from sin,
And I trust thou wilt save to the end. 5 O the infinite cares, And temptations, anul
snares, Thy hand hath conducted me through! O the blessings bestow'd By a bountiful God,
And the mercies eternally new. 6 What a mercy is this ; What a hearen of bliss,
How unspeakably happy am I! Gather'd into thy fold, With thy people enrollid,
With thy people to live and to die !