Mrs. Barbauld's hymns in prose, for the use of children


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Mrs. Barbauld's hymns in prose, for the use of children to which is added a few select hymns, in verse, for the use of Sunday schools
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Table of Contents
    Front Cover
        Page 1
        Page 2
    Title Page
        Page 3
        Page 4
    Hymns for children
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        Page 6
        Page 7
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        Page 9
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        Page 11
        Page 12
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    A selection of hymns, in verse, for the use of Sunday schools
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        Page 33
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    Back Matter
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    Back Cover
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For the tse of


Oh Lord! how manifold are thy works! if,
wisdom hast thou ntaide tlim all.
Ps.'alm civ. 4.

PrTnted. Published & Sold, (,nlavge and small quain.
tieis,) by DENNO 15 PHELPS, at
Bookilore, Greenfield,
M a55. 162-0.



tot uliau desigpi of this puffitation, is to impress
MA"isal f91gI* fi Caly as ible 0s the mfanc
"W-i fan.coviunced"p theag r is, at they can-.
inot Q impaesad tm x";0 and that child, to fed
the t f!4ce a of the ilac! Godi. 6wlht never to re-
oseW Btrsbrfie j*ea heo4ud noaqch ilq to Iun.
*puwsslekltk, iby caottctaig ftfigion wih a'4 of
Sensible cNfecta itb all '.ha he sees, all h he bre all
that a"eci biiyamng pamL i t wader or ddelight .i
m d dmus, br deep, tCg, anldjpe auent associarions,
to lay y fe bg o AMi for peIical devoto in fu -
tars Wes 4qeiw h6hiasheasei Jyatcus(omed toUsee
the Cmeator its the vlsibk apaimance& of all sxnoi
himn, to feel hi' oeonfoui pseke, mad to Irea upon
his daily protection, has made large advances towards
that hkbitkual piety, w iom wibh religion is but al

aOTt -The pbli iber, having often reviewed ew
muck. admired this little work. thought propEr ua
snmke sm ne snall alteraitlo qi, to add some nei cats
* and print it in this squll and cheap size. It is af
esllet -book for children, and may be ued to grea
advantage fta Sunday School Baolk, or by (he low,
class of rescvs in a cornion School.



COME, let us praise Gud, for he is exceed-
ingl.v great; let u, blei God, for he is very
He all thin.-, the sun to rule the dal,
the mootn to hine by niuht.
He made tlie vrcat wlIale, and thie clcpha',L,
lail the litle %ourn. that cranvleth tI '-tilt.
The liihti Ujril- inh prai-e.: to God, hui.i,
they warble scetrl"; in *ilr i'cen hadil'.
Tt:n brt',ilk i :iil i'.vin pral..e (Gil, Mhln.
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I m ill praise God with my voice; for TI may
praise him though I amn but a little child.
A fewyears ago, and I was but a little in-
fant, anr my tongue was dumb within my
And I did not know the great name of God,
for my reason "as not come auto me.
But now I can speak, and my tongue shall
praise him: I can think of all his kindoes.,
anI my heart shall love him.
Let him call me, and I will comeuntohim;
let him command, and I ivill.obey him.
When I am older, I will praise him better;
and will never forget God, so long as my li'e
remaineth in me.


Co.iF., let us go IOrth into .tiie Gield, let us
._ee how the flowers spring, let us li;ten to the
,in-inng of die birds, and spurt our-eles upuu
the new grass.
The winter is overand gone, the bud, come
out upon the tree-, tihe crini-uon blouiii, u)r
the peach and the ufc iarinc ar seeii ; .riA th.
areen Itrives .prout.
'I'he li-dtle*_ are burdered 6ith uit ,:;
primroses, and yellow co%$.lip, il'at lin,.
down thi' heads; aind tlie blue violet li tlid!
beneath the shade.
The vc'in; glirng arp rur vin., ilnnlr t1

green, they are just hatched, their bodies are
covered with yellow down ; the old ones hiss
with anger if any one comes near.
The hen sits upon her nest of straw; 'she
watches patienuly the full time, till the young
chickens get strength to break the shell with
their bills, and come eat.
The lambs sport in the field, they lotter by
the side of their dams, their young limbs at
first can hardly support their weight.
If you fall, little lambs, you will not be
hurt; there is spread under you a carpet of
soft grass; it is spread for you and us.
SThe butterflies flutter from bush to bush,
and open their wings to the warm sun.
The youi animals of every kind ire sport-
ing about, t | feel themselves happy, they
are glad to be ali'e; they thank him'that lie
has made them alive.
They may thank him in their hearts, hnt we
can think iini with our tongues: our gifts are
greater than theirs; therefore, we ought to
praise him more.
The birds can warble and the youni lambs
can bleat; but we can open our lips in his
praise, we can speak of all hik goodness.
Therefore, we i ill thank hiur for ourselves,
and e wi'ill thunk him for those that cainnu'
Trees thatlblhsom, sqr.d little lambs tlhat
skip abopt. if you cr:iid you V '4,,Iul .'av. how
a,'iu he L'! 0.i o i' d_. b. C,1 ,0.h vt
W~r ,r

We tii not offer you up in SacicitLc, b'it
we will ofer sacrifice for you, on every hill,
and in every green field; we will otler the
s-icrifice of thanksgiin&, and the iocense olf

HI MN Ill.
BEHOLr the shepherd of'lic flock, hie lak.-li
care for his sheep hlie leadeth iheni aimo, Thlie
clear brooks, he guideti thnlli to Cre-h, paa-
ture ; if thie yoing" lanimbi are -.-eary, lie car Ii-
eth them in hi, arms; it' they waiider, hlu
bringeth them back.
But wrho i' thIe shepherd's shepherd ? Who
taketh car' for him ? Who quideth binm in the
path he should gn? and if he marider, %ho
shall bring himn back ?

God is the shepherd's shepherd ; he is ithe
s'nepherd over all; he taketh care for all ; the
Whole earth is his fold ; we are all his flock;
Sand every herb, and Pveiy green field, is the
pasture which he hath prepared for us.
The mother loveth her little child ; she
bringeth it up on her knees; she nourisheth
its body with food: she feedeth its mind with
knowledge: if it is sick she nurseth it with
tender love; she watcheth over it when asleep;
she forwetteth it not fior a moment : ishe teach-
eth it how to be good ; she rejoiceth daily in
its group dth.
But who is thle parent of the mothers Who
nourisheth her with good things, and atcheth
over her with tender love, and remembereth
her every moment i Whose arms are about
her to guard her from harm? And if she is
sick, who hall heal her?
God is the parent of the mother: hlie is the
parent otall, for he created all. All the men,
P and all .he who are alive in the wide
world, are his children; he loveth all, he is
good to alL
The king govemrneth his people ; he hath a
golden crown upon his head, and the royal
sceptre is in his hand: hie sitteth upon a
throne, and senileth forth his commands; his
subject, fear before him; if they do well, lihe
protecteth them from danger; and if they do
evil. he punisheth them.
But who is the sovereign of the king ? Who
commnandeth hini what he must do ? Whose

hand is stretched out to protect him frory
danger? and if hlie do evil, who shall punish
Cod is the sovereign of the king; his crown
i; of rays of light, and his throne is among the
stars. He is Kingof king, and Lnrd oflords;
ifhebid us live,- we live; if he bid us die,
we die. His dominion is over all worlds, and
the light of his countenance is upon all his
God is our shepherd, therefore we will fol-
low him: God is our father, therefore we will
love him: God is our king, therefore we will
obey him.

CoxE, and 1 will shew you what is beautiful-
It is a rose fully blown. See how she sits
upon her mossy stem, like the queen of all the
flowers! her leaves glow 1x ith lire. The air is
filled with her sweet odour; she is the delight
of every eye.
She is beautiful, but there is fairer than she.
He that made the rose is more beautiful than
the rose: he is all lovely; hlie is the delight of
every heart.
I will show yon what is %trong. The lion
is strong; when he raiseth up himself from
his lair, when he shaketh his mane, when the
voice of his roaring is heard, the cattle of the
field fly and the wild beasts of the desert hide
thUnselves; for he is very terrible,.

'In- lion is strong, but he that made the
ion is stronger than him: his anger is terrible;
lie could make us die in a moment, and) noone
ounld save us from his hand.
I will shew you what is glorious. The sun
I is glorious. W hen he shineth in the clear sky,
when he sittetli on his bright throne in the
heavens, and looketh abroad over all the earth,
lie is the most glorious and excellent object
the eye can behold.
The sun is glorious, but lie that made the
sun is more glorious than he. The eye be-
holdtth him not, for his brightness is more-
dazzling, than we could bear. He seethi in all
dark places; by night as well as by day; andl
the light of his countenance is over 'all his
5 works.
Who is this great name, and %hat its he cal-
led, that my lips may praise him ?
This great name'is (iOD. He made all
thing., but he is himself more excellent than
all which he hath manude; they are beautiful,
S but he is beauty ; they are strong but he is
strength; they are perfect, but he is perlec-
S tion.

THE glorious sun is .et in the west; the
night dews fall; and the air which was sultry
becomes cool.
The flowers fold up their coloured leaves ;
they fold themselves up, and hanD their heads
rn the sreader qitalk.

The chickens are gathered under the hen,
and are at rest; the hen herself is at rest also.
The little birds have ceased their warbling; I
they are asleep on the boughs, each one ivithi
his head behind his wing.
There is no; murmur of bees around the
hive, or amongst the honied woodbines they
have done theip'work, and lie close in their
waxen cals. '
Thei sheep rest upon their soft fleeces, and
their loed bleating is no more heard among
There is no sound of a number of voices, or
of children at play, or the trampling of busy
feet, and of people hurrying to and fro.
The smith's hammer is not heard upon the
anvil; nor the harsh saw of the carpenter.
All men are stretched on their quiet beds;
and the child sleeps upon the breast of its
Darkness is spread over the skies, and dark-
ness is upon the ground ; every eye is shut,
and every baud is still .
Who taketh care of all people when (hey
are sunk in sleep; when they cannot defend
themselves, nor see if danger approacheth ?
There is an eye that never sleepoth; there
is an eye that seeth in the dark night, as well
as in the bright sunshine.
When there is no light of the sun, nor of
the moon; when there is no lamp in the house,
nor any little star twinkling through the thick
clouds; that eye seeth every %here, in all

place, and watchetLh continually over all the
families of the earth,
The eye tat sleepeti net is God's; his hand
is always stretched ott over us. ...
He waBde sleep to refresh, A. whet 'we are
-weary ; he made night, that iie migt sleep
in quiet. I .
As the mother move, about Ve lmewitll
her finger on her lips, and stillethevy little
noise, that her infant may not be disM bed;
as she drawetb the curtains. around .its bed,.
and shutteth out the light from .,* fbq4er
eyes; so God diaweth the cpi4ats.:of dark-
ness amuomd, us: soheauAkethall things tobe
hushed and.Usi, tlht his larg family may
sleep i peaiie.
Labourers1 spekt with. toil, and young chil-
diren, and every little insect, sleep quietly, for
God wateheth over you.-
You may sleep, for he never sleeps; you
may close your eyes in safety, for kis eye is
always open to protect you.
When the darkness is passed awa.y,.apd the
beams of the morning sun strike through your
eye-lids,, begin the day with praising GA,
who hath taken care of you through tie ni .
Flowers, when you open again, spread ycor
leaves, and' smell sweet to his praise.
Birds, when you awake, warble your thanks
amongst the green boughs; sing to him, before:
you sing to your mates.
S Let his praise be in ourhearts, when we lie-
down; let his praise he on our lips whea wea

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CnnI.D of reason, whence comet thou
What has thine eve observed, and whither [ag
thv loot been wandering ?
"I have been wandering along the meadows,
in the thick graes; the cattle were feeding
aroQi me, or reposing in the cool shade; the
ortitprung up under the furrow; the poppy
and the hair-bell -rew among the heat; the
fields were bright with summer, sad glowing
v.'ith beauty.
Did4 thou see nothing inore.? Didst thoui
bserve nothing lteside- i Return again, child
I'.reason, for there are greater things than
*eae. God was among fle field ; and didst

thoa not perceive him? is beauty was a-'
mniong the meadows; his smiles enlivened the
I hte walked through &thick forest; the
wind, whispered among theOees; the brook!
fell &Rom the rocks .with a pleasant murmur;
the suirrel leapt fw'm bough .jo bough; and
the birds sung to each otTi" ampUgst the
branct'hes, .-
Didst4tbou hear nothing bat the murmur o
the brook'? N. whispers but the whispers of
the wind? Return again, child of reasoet, for
there are greater thigm'than these :. God was
ammnmt te tree; T voice swmaded in th
murnkjr ofthe water; s music warbled in
the shade; and didst thou not attend ?
I saqw the'muen rising, behinhul the trees; i
was like a la&np of gold: the stars one al'te
another appeared in the clear firmamen
Presently I saw black clouds arise, and rol
towards the south; the lightning streatned i
thick flashes over the sky; the thunder grow
ed at a distance: it came nearer, and I fe
afraid, .for it was loud and terrible.
Did thy he:artfeel no terror but t
thunderbolt? ..!
Was there nothing bright and terrible b
the lighftniung? Return, Oh! child of reaso
for there are greater things than these: G
was in the storm, and didi-t thou not perrei
him? His terrors were abroad, and did n
thine heart acknowledge him ?
God is in every place; he speaks in evea


st'ind we hear, lie is seen in all that our ees
behold: nothing, oli child of reason,.is without
Cod: let God, therefore, be in all thy thoughts.


CoOT, let us go into the thick sbade, for it
is the noon of the day, and the suipmer sun
beats hot upon our heads.
The shade is pleasant, and cool: the
branches meet above our heads, and bhut out
the sun, as with a green curtain ; the grass is
soft to our feet, and a clear brook B ashes the
rots of the trees.
The sloping bank is covered with flowers:
let us lie dowd upon it; let us throw our
limbs on the dresh grass, and sleep for all
things are still, and w a are (uIilte alonip
ottoorr*et n acerbro tshsSt


The catle lie down to sleep in the cool
shade,'but we can do what is better; we can
raise our voiqes to heaven; we campraiie the
great God, who made us. Wte sade the warm
S sun and the cool shade; th&:'trees that grow,
upwards, and the brooks thai run nmnurinr, n
along. AU the things that;we see are his
work. ..
Can we raise out' voices, up to te ..high
heaven ? an w .pTke him hear who is above
the stars ? Yes; toe he eareth us when we
only whisper; ;When we breathe out words
sotly, within a lof voip., lie that fill lh the
heavens is here also. ,*
May wethat are so young, speA to, him
that alwys.*a s?
May wi that can had7ly speak plain, speak
b God?
We that are so young, are but lately made
live; therefore, Mve should not forget his
otbrmi ng band, %%ho hath ir.ade us alive. We I
that'cannot speak plain, should lisp out fpi aici
to hiWb who teacheth us how to speak, a4m,
hatlh opened our dumb lips.
When we could not think ofitinm, he tJaougitj
of us; berufore we could a.k him to bl.-ss u:
lie had already given us many bles.,ingp.
lie fashionieth oir tende- timbs, and caii,-'
eth.Ithem to grow; he maketh us strong, tal!.
ahd ,inmble.
Every day we are more active than (le
former day; therefore, every day we .u.i1t.j
r praise 1-im better ehan Vie torrc-r da. -


The buds spread into leaves, aa/ the blos-
soms swell into fruit; but they kbow not how
they grow,'nor who causeth them to spring up
from the bosom of the earth.,
Ask them ifthey will tell thee; bid them
break forth into singing and fill the air with
pleasant sounds.
They smell sweet; they look beautiful;
but they are quite silent: no sound is in the
still air: no murmur of voices atnong the
green leaves.
The plants and trees are maule to give fruit
to man; but man is made to praise God who
made him.
We love to praise him, becasnte lie'loveth
to bless us; we thank him for rlfe, because it
is a pleasant thing to be alive.
We love God who hath created all beings ;
we leve till beings because they are the crea-
tures of God.
We cannot be good, as God is good, tqall
persons every where: but we can rejoice, that
every where there is a God to do them good.
Wre will think of God when we play, and
t vhen we work; when we walk out, and when
we come in; when we sleep and when we
wake, his praise shall dwell continually upon
our lips.

S See where stands the cottage of the labour-
1, covered with warm thatch; the mother is

y so
S spinning at 4the door; the yang children
sport before her on the Lass; the alfder ones'
S learn to labour, and are obedient;' dteifatlher
-i \ worketh to provide then foo6; either he fill-
A. eth the ground, or he gat hereth in the corn, or
S shaleth the ripe apples from the tree; his
children run to meet him when he comet
1 home, and his wife prepareth the wholesome
1 The father, the mother, and the children,
make a family; the father is the master thereof.
If the family is numerous, and the grounds
large, there are servarit' to help to do'the
work; all these dweliae one house; they
sleep beneath one roof; they eat of the same
bread ; their hearts are bawed together night
and morning adoring their Creator: they are
very closely united, and are dearer to uach
other than any strangers. If one is'siok, they
mourn together; and if one is happy, they re-
joice together.
M&ny houses are built together; many
families live near one another; thpyrmeet to-
gethe'r on the green, and in pleasant walks.
and to buy and sell, and in the house ofjus-
tice: and they gather together to worship the
great God, in companies. If one is por, his
n, eighbour helpeth him ; if he is sad, he corn-
forteth him. This i% a village; see where it
stands, enclosed in agree shade, and the tall
spire peeps above the trees. If there be r'ei r'
many houses, it is a town; it is governed by a

Many towns, and a large extentof country.
make a.state or kingdom: it is enclosed by
rmountains; it is divided by rivers; it is wash-
ed by seas: the inhabitants thereof are coun-
trymen; .they speak the same language ; they
make war and peace together ;--a king is the
ruler thereof.
Many kingdoms, and countries full of peo-
ple, and islands, and large" continents, and
different climates, make up this whole world-
Gqos governeth it. ;The people swarm upon
the face of it like ants upon a hillock : some
are black with the hot sun--some cover them-
selves with furs against the sharp cold-some
drink of the fruit of the vine---some the pleas-
ant milk of the cocoanut-and others quench
their thirst with the running stream.
All are Gods family; he knoweth every
one of tbhem, as a shepherd knoweth his flock :
they pray to him in dilferent languages, but
he understandeth them all; he heareth them
all: be taketh care of all: none are so great
that he cannot punish them; none are so
mean, that he will not protect them.
Negro woman, who sittest pining in captivi-
ty, and weepest over thy sick child, though
no one seeth thee, God seeth thee; though no
one pitieth thee; God pilieth thee: raise thy
voice, forlorn and abandoned one; call upon
him from amidst thy bonds, for assuredly he
will hear thee.
Monarch, thai rnulest over an hundred sthies;
'6'hos4ronn is terrible as death, and whose

armies ciper the land, boast'WWot thyself a
though there were none above thee :,'God is
above thee-his powverftl arm is always over
thee ;. *ad if tUoia doest ill, as&uredly *he wil
punish thee. ,
Nations of the earth, fear the Lohd fami-
lies of men, call upon the name of your God.


CoMp', let us walk abrpad; let us talk of
the "lorks of Godl.
T'rake up a handful pf the sand ; number
the grains ot'it; tell them OLr.e by ooe into thy
Try if tlO)u can't count the blades of i ass
in the field, or the leaves on the trees.


Thou cast not count them, they are innu.
merable; much more the things which God
has made.- I
The fir groueth on the high mountain, and
the grey willow bends-above the stream.
The thistle is armed~with sharp prickles;
the maJliAr is softand woolly.
The hop layeth hold with her tendrils, and
claspeth 4@ tall pole: the oak hath firm root
in the grftid$ndrresisteth the winter stowm.
Th'j4Fsny enatA6l Vh tein meadows, and
groweIt% beneath tler'.eot of the jsenger;
me tufp asketh a-rinh soil, and the careful
ha.d elmi g-aidner.r "
The iris and the-reed spring up in the
marsh; the rich grass covereth theie meadows.;
and the purple heath-flower enliveneth the
waste ground.
The wator MiJiu grow beneath the stream;
their br4t leaves lSeat on the water: the
wall Jlower takes i.'in the bard stone, And
spreads ifTrafIrance amongst broken ruins.
Every leaf is urna different form: every
plant hath a separate inhabitant.
SLook at the thorns thai are white nilh blos-
4oms, and the flowers that cover the fields,
and the plants that are trodden in the green
lath. The hand ef man hath riot planted
hhem ; the sower hath not scattered th.- seei Is
rm his hands, nor lthe gardener died a
lace for them with his spade. -
Some grow on steep rocks where no man
an climb: in shaking bogs and deep forests,


and desert jmlapds; they sprn-g. up every
where, sadewertkebi f .-the whole earth.
Who caeltetb -th ogrovw ery where,
and Wt& t'.e seeds about in wads, and
Mixetr them wifdi'hmoald, *rsrtl
the 'with soft Mmai, n iisA them
with dews F Who fawneth letmnwithe pure
breath of heaven, and iveth tim colourms,
a-d sMells.and spread ,ut trans-
piMweatleaves ,
how doth the rese 6a its cricqmsprwuu
the darkirown earth, 6 te lily its shining
White? Iowcjmasma),e cotaina.lint I'
How doth every plaqt KIowltssieasdB *he*
toput forth ? They aremaimhalled in order;
each one kneweth his pace, And atandeth up
ia his own rank.
The snow-drop and the primrose mnakel
haste to lift up their heads above the ground
When the spring come th ey m uoo forth I
The'aruatiou waitetb ft e full strength o
the year; and the hardy laurustinu cheereth
the winter mOltllh I
Every plant prodnceth its like. An ear ej
corn will not grow from an acorn; nor will
grape-stone produce cherries: but every one
sprin-eth from its proper seed.
Who preserreth them alive through thl
cold winter, when the snow is on the gioundj
and the sharp frost bites on the plain 2 Who
saveth a small seed, and a little warmth ii
the bosom of the earth, and causeth them to
spring up afresh, and sap to rise through the
hard fib-es ? 0. "

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The trees are withered, naked, and bare:
they are like dry bones. Who breatheth on
them with the breath of spring, and they are
covered with verdue, and green leaves sprout
from the dead wood ?
Lo! these are part of his works, and a little
portion of his wonders.
There is little need that I should tell you
of God, for every thing speaks of him.
Every field is like an open book; every
painted flower hath a lessor? written on its
Every murmuring brook hath a tongue: a
voice is in every whispering wind.
They all speak of him who made them.-
they all tell us he is very good.
We cannot see God, for he is invisible:
but we can see his works, and worship his
footsteps in the green sod.
They that know the most will praise Grid
the best; butwhich of us can number halfhis
works ?

CHILD of mortality, whence comes thou ?
Why is thy countenance sad, and why are
thine eyes red with weeping r
I have seen the rose in its beauty; it spread
its leaves to the morning sun : 1 returned ; it
Swas dying upon its stalk; the grace of the
form of it was gone; its loveliness was van-
i.hed away; the leaves thereot'were scattered

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m. tie ground, and no one gathered the
A stately tree grew on (he plain; i
branches were covered tith verdure; i
bou4hs spread wide and made a goodly shad
ow; the trunk was like a strun; pillar; i
roots were like crooked fangs. 1 return
the verdure was nipt by the east wind; th
branches were lopt away by the axe; the worm
had made its way into (he trunk, and the hear
thereof was decayed: it mouldered away and
fell to thie ground. '
I have seen the insects sporting in Ihe sun-
shine, and darling along the stream ; their
winas glittered with gold and purple: their
bodies shone like the green emerald; they
were more numerous than I could count;
their motions were quicker than mv eye could
glance. I returned, they were brushed into
the pnol: they were perishing with the even-,
ing breeze; thie .wallow had devoured them:
the pike had seized them : there were none
found ofso g-reat a multitude.
I hare seen man, in tihe pride ofhis strength;
his cheeks cl--i.ed nith beauty ; his limbs
werl fall ofactivity; he walked, he ran, lihe
rrji-iced in liat lie wa. more ePxrellernt fhan
th.)-e:-4 returned, he lay stifl'anl cold on
the bare ;grairl; his feet could no hin-er
Dn..1n. nor his hands stretch themselves out ;
hi- 'ife was departed l'rum)n him ; and the
breaith out 4f his nostiiis. Therefore dlo I
weep, because death is in the world; the

f poiler is among thlie works of Grod : all that
is i.nde must lie destroyed; all that is born
must die: Let ne alone for I will .eep yet

T have seen ilhe flower withering on the
stalk, and its bright leaves %preai on the
ground :-I looked again, and it sprung forth
afresh; the stem was cro ned with new bud.,
andt the sweetness thereof filled the air.
I have seen the sun met in the oest, and the
shades of night shut in the wide hfirizon:
there wa no colour nor shape, uor beauty,
nor music; gloom and darkness brooded a-
round:-[ looked, the sun broke irith again
from the east, and gilded the mountain tops :
the lark rose to meet him from her low neat,
and the shade of lTdarkness fled anay.
I have seen the insect, be:ng come to its
full size, languish and refuse tu eat: it -pun
itself into a tImb, ar.d] was Jit -iuded in the
silken cone: it layv without fer't or shape, or
pli .e to umove:--1 looked ag:1in, it had burst
its tomb; it was full of life, and sailed tu
coloured wings through the soft air ; it iejoic-
ed in its new heins.
Thu, shall it be with thee, 0 man, and se
bliall thy life be renewed.
Thy body shall return to the dust from
whence it came, bat thv soul to Opd whogave
it; anti if t!:ou art good, thou shalt be hhppy
es erznore.

Who is he that cometh wave from sin and
eternal death P -
He decendeth on a fiery could; the sound |
Sof a trumpet goeth before him: thousands of I
angels are on his right hand . -..
It is Jesus, the Son of God; the aviour of
men; the friend of the good.
He cometh in the glory of his Father: he
hath received power from on high.
Mourn not, therefore, child ofimmqrtality L
for the spoiler, the cruel spoiler that laid
waste the works of God, is subdued: Jesus
hath conquered death: child of immortality,
mourn no longer.

TnE rose is sweet but it is surrounded
with thorns; the lily of the valley is fragrant,
but it springeth up among brambles.
The spring is pleasant, but it is soon past;
the summer is bright, but the winter destroy-
eth the beauty thereof.
The rainbow is very glorious, but it is soon
vanished away: life is good, but it is quickly
swallowed up in death.
There is a place of rest for the righteous.
In that land, there isan eternal spring, and
light without any cloud.
The tree of life growth in the midst there-
of; rivers ol pleasure are there, and flowers i
that never fade.

Myriads of happy spirits ate there, and
Surround the throne of God with a perpetual
The angels with their golden harps siug
praiases continually, and the cherubim fly on
wing of lo|e.
This equitry is heaven ; it i- the country
of those that are -ood ; and nothing that is
wicked mustinhabit theie.
.The toad niu-t not 'spit his %ennm among
artldedoves; nor the poisonous lienbane glow
amnon, ,weet flowers.
Neither must any one that doeth ill enter
into that Kool land.
This earth is pleasant, for is God's earth,
and it is filled with many delightful things.
But that country ia'thr better ;&there, we
shall not grieve any more, nor be sick any
inmore, nor do wrpoiiahy more; there, Ihe cold
of winter shall nl'oiitherus, nor the heats uf
summer sceirch us.
In that country, there are nowars nor quar-
rels, but all love one another nilh dear line.
Wli-,n our parents die, and are laid in lthe
cold ground, we see then here no more; but
there, we .hall embrace then again, and live
i ith them, and be separately io more.
There, we shall meet all good men -huwm
we read of in holy books.
rThere, we shall see Abraham, tl'e called of
God, thie father of thei- Faithful; and M1,e%,
atfler his- long wanderings in the i :ibhijn dts-
ert: aind Elijah the prophet of CAd; az.d

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Daniel who escaped thelioas den; and there
the Son Of Jesse, the shepherd king, the sweet j
singer of Israel.
They loved God on earth; bNt in that
country they will praise him betteipad love
himn more. '.
There we shall see Jesus, who is gone be-
fore us to that htpy pitce; aoe" Otere we
shall beheld the glry of the highiGd.
We cannot see him here, butwe must love
him here. We must be now on eartlhbut we
will oflen think:on heaven.,
That happy land is our home.'- We are to
be here but for. Ili t hiile, aod there for
ever, even for 6f. ete.tal year..

-' am VERSE,
IN BE ,. -.

.. i. "Jnfanrs Praise.
I almighty G0d, while earthliad heav'a
Thy pow'r and skill proclaim ;
Wilt thou permit a child -to sing
The honour of thyuname. '
2 Shall mortals aim at.fhemes so great,
Or raise their not& so high,
When seraphs low beneath thy feet
In self abasement lie.
3 Tho' Gabriel tunes iiooortal lyres,
To sweet seraphblays;
Th' Eternal hears when infant tongues
Attempt to lisp his praise.
4 The early dawn of opening life,
Has prov'd thy guardian care;
Nor shall I less thro' future years,
Thy grace and goodness share.
5 Behold I give myself to thee,
And in thy name confide;
Most 'racious God, 0 deign to he
My father, Friend, and Guide.

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Sunday SchooL
S, .. Or...,
Conpmr.atiun. k ,.
1 Oreat God, accept our sonu&?f pr e,.
S.hich we wouldtb thjrhonoir raise;
1"ess oir attemn0`i to spread atMi -"
The b,iowledge of our Saviour .&& *

2 Next to our Gid, our thanks ire due
To those who did compassion show,
In kindlrpointing 6ut the road,
That leads tothrist the way to God.

Con rregutton.
3 We claim no merit of our own;
Great God the work is thine alone;
Thou didst at firuour hearts incline
To carry on this grei1 design.

4 Now we are taught to read and pray,
To hear God's word to keep his day;
Lord, here accept the thanks we bring,
Our infant tongues thy praise would sing.

5 With these dear children we'll unite;
Their sougs inspire us with delight;
Lord while on earth we sing thy loie,
May angels join tbe notes above.



Children. .. ,
6 great God, our benefactors ble,,
S' Congregation.
And rown thy work with great saccess.
0 may we meet around thy throne,
To sing ty praise in strains unknown,.
.lory.ihonour, praise and power
Be unto the Lamb forever;
Jesus Christ is our redeemer,
H Hvtfhujk,
Hallelujah, praise the Lord.

Sunday School

S1 Once more we keep the sacred day.
That saw the Saviour rise;
Once more we tune our infant song
To him that rules the skies.
SWhat numbers vainly spend their hours
That are to Jesus due;
Children and parents how they live
And how they perish too.

S But we a happier few are taught
The ways of heavenly truth;


We hail once more the plan of Jove
That pities wandering youth.

4 Our foolish hearts are prone to err;
To oft we find it so; ,.
0 may the God of grace forgive, :.
And better tearts bestow.
5 Teach as the way, while here we learn '"
To read thy holy word ; '
Bless all the.-kind instructions given
And make us thine 0 Lord. N .S

6 Praise to our God, abd thanks"to those ,'.
Who thus the pboer befriend; '.
While the rich hbefit we reap .
On them.thy blessing send. -


ACtA of Christ.
Malt. xxviL 54.
I Yonder, amazing sight! I see,
The incarnate Son of God,
Expiring on th' accursed tree,
And welt'ring in his blood.

2 Behold the purple torrents run
Down from his hands and head :
The crimson tide pats out the sun;
Mis groans awake the dead.

5 The trembling earth, the darkened sky,
Proclaim thie truth aloud;'
SAnd with th' amaz'd centurion cry,
This is the Son ul" GOD.
4 So great, so vast a sacrifice
May, well my hope renvie :
If God's own Son thus bleedi and die,
The sinner sure must live.

.A1t the Funeral of a flnimg Person.

I When blooming ynutth is snatch'd away
By death's resis110ss hand,
Our hearts the mouirnful tribute pay,
Which pity must demand.
E:2 While pity prompts the rising sibh,
0) may this truth inpre-.'d
With awful pow'r-l tim must die-
Sink deep in ev'ry breast.
I 3 Let this vain world enua3r no more;
Behold the gaping timlb!
It bids us seize the present hour,
To-morrow, death may come.

4 The voice of this alarming scene,
May ev'ry heart ubey;


Nor be the heavenly warning vain,
Which calls to watch and pray.

5 0 let us fly, to Jesus fly,
Whose powerful arm can save;
Then shalH our hopes ascend on 'gh,
And triumph o'er the grave.

Great God thy Sov'reign grace impart,
With cleansing, healing pow'r;
This only can prepare the heart
* For death's surprising hour.


Sabbath Morning.

I Come, dearest Lord, and bless this day,
Come bear our thoughts from earth awa,
Now let our noblest passions rise,
With ardor to their native skies.

S Conie, holy Spirit, all divine,
With rays of light upo. us shine;
And let our waitiqg'souls be blest
On this sweet day of sacred rest.

SThen when our Sabbaths hi
And we arrive on Canaan's
SWith all the ransom'd we
A Sabbath which shall nev

ere are o'er,
shore, '
shall spend
er esd

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