4 A fable full of truth to me
Is this, the mower's tale;
I soon a broken stem shall be,
Like hay that strews the vale;
At early dawn, or closing light,
The scythe of death may fall;
Then let me learn the lesson right,
So full of truth to all!

HUMILITY.

1 Down in a green and shady bed,
A modest violet grew ;

Its stalk was bent, it hung its head,
As if to hide from view.

2 And yet it was a lovely flower,
Its colours bright and fair;
It might have graced a rosy bower,
Instead of hiding there.

3 Yet there it was content to bloom,
In modest tints array'd;

And there diffused a sweet perfume,
Within the silent shade.

4 Then let me to the valley go,
This pretty flower to see;
That I may also learn to grow
In sweet humility.

MEEKNESS OF CHRIST.

1 WHAT a strange and wondrous story
From the book of God is read;

How the Lord of life and glory
Had not where to lay His head.

2 How he left His throne in heaven
Here to suffer, bleed, and die,
That my soul might be forgiven,
And ascend to God on high.

3 If I worship God who gave me

Life, and health, and all things here, Should not He, who died to save me, Το my soul be very dear.

4 Jesus Christ, my Lord and Saviour, Let me not ungrateful be;

Let my words and my

behaviour

Prove I love and honour Thee.

5 Father let Thy Holy Spirit

Still reveal a Saviour's love;
And prepare me to inherit

Glory where He reigns above.

6 There, with saints and angels dwelling, May I that great love proclaim;

And with them be ever telling

All the wonders of his name.

JESUS OUR SAVIOUR.

1 How sweet the name of Jesus sounds
In a believer's ear !

It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds,
And drives away his fear.

2 It makes the wounded spirit whole,
And calms the troubled breast;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul,
And to the weary rest.

3 Dear name, the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place;
My never-failing treas'ry, fill'd
With boundless stores of grace.

4 By Thee my prayers acceptance gain,
Although with sin defiled;"

Satan accuses me in vain,

And I am own'd Thy child.

5 Jesus, my Shepherd, Husband, Friend, My Prophet, Priest, and King,

My Lord, my Life, my Way, my End,— Accept the praise I bring.

6 Weak is the effort of my heart,

And cold my warmest thought; But when I see Thee as Thou art, I'll praise Thee as I ought.

7 Till then I would Thy love proclaim
With ev'ry fleeting breath;

And may the mem'ry of Thy name
Refresh my soul in death.

PRAISE TO GOD.

1 LET us with a gladsome mind
Praise the Lord, for He is kind,
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

2 He, with all-commanding might,
Fill'd the new-made world with light;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

3 All things living He doth feed;
His full hand supplies their need:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

4 He His chosen race did bless
In the wasteful wilderness;
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

5 He hath, with a piteous eye,
Look'd upon our misery:
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

6 Let us, then, with gladsome mind,
Praise the Lord, for He is kind :
For His mercies shall endure,
Ever faithful, ever sure.

PRAISE TO CHRIST.

1 ALL hail the power of Jesu's name!
Let angels prostrate fall:
Bring forth the royal diadem,
And crown Him, Lord of all.

2 Ye saints redeem'd of Adam's race,
Ye ransom'd from the fall;

Hail Him who saves you by His grace!
And crown Him, Lord of all.

3 Let every kindred, every tribe
On this terrestrial ball,

To Him all Majesty ascribe,

And crown Him, Lord of all.

4 0 that with yonder sacred throng
We at His feet may fall;

Join in the everlasting song,
And crown Him, Lord of all.