And make the helpless infants pass

To murderer Moloch, through the fire.
Uxbridge-op. 98.] SECOND PART.
OR, if thou grant a longer date,

With resolute wisdom us endue,
To point him out his lost estate,

His dire apostacy to show.
2 To time our every smile or frown;

To mark the bounds of good and ill;
And beat the pride of nature down,

And 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 heavenly grace;

Discharge the Christian parent's part ;
And keep him till thy love takes place,

And Jesus rises in his heart. 518 Broadmead-p. 150.) 1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. CAP

APTAIN of our salvation, take

The souls we here present to thee,
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,
Inured to toil and patient paiň,
Till all thy perfect mind they gain.
3 Our sons henceforth be wholly thine,
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.
519 Margate-p. 132.] S. M
THE
THE power to bless my house

Belongs to God alone ;
Yet rendering him my constant vows,

He sends his blessings down. 2 Shall I not then engage

My house to serve the Lord,
To search the soul-converting page,

And feed upon his word :
3 To ask with faith and hope

The grace his Spirit supplies, In

prayer and praise to offer up Their daily sacrifice ? 4 Let each his sin eschew,

Through thy restraining grace, Our Father Abr'am's steps pursue,

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 promised aid. 6 Me and my house receive,

Thy family t’ increase, And let us in thy favour live,

And let us die in peace.

BIRTHDAY.

520 Harwich-p. 189.] 3d P. M. 4 6s & 28s.

G

OD of my life, to thee

6 Then when the work is done,
The work of faith with power,
Receive thy favour'd son,

In death's triumphant hour,
Like Moses to thyself convey,
And kiss my raptured soul away.

521 Oakham-p. 297.] 15th P. M. 11 9, 11 9.

AWAY 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.

50 the infinite cares, and temptations, and

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 heaven of bliss; How unspeakably happy am I!

Gather'd into thy fold, with thy people enroll'd, With thy people to live and to die!

7 O the goodness of God, in employing a clod,

His tribute of glory to raise ; His standard to bear, and with triumph declare

His unspeakable riches of grace! 8 O the fathomless love that has deign’d to

approve, And prosper the work of my hands! With my pastoral crook, I went over the brook,

And behold I am spread into bands ! 9 Who, I ask in amaze, hath begotten me these?

And inquire from what quarter they came; My full heart it replies, They are born from the

skies, And gives glory to God and the Lamb. 10 All honour and praise to the Father of grace,

To the Spirit and Son, I return!
The business pursue he hath made me to do,

And rejoice that I ever was born.
11 In a rapture of joy my life I employ,

The God of my life to proclaim ; 'Tis worth living for this, to administer bliss,

And salvation in Jesus's name. 12 My remnant of days I spend in his praise

Who died the whole world to redeem : Be they many or few, my days are his due,

And they all are devoted to him.