Hymns in prose for children

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Hymns in prose for children
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Barbauld's hymns
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31 p. : ill. ; 15 cm.
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Anderson, Alexander, 1775-1870
John Babcock and Son
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HYMNS IN PROSE.
FOR CHILDREN.


HYMN I.
Come, let us praise God for he is exceeding great; let us bless Godfor he is very good.
He made all things the sun to rule the day, the moon to shine by night.
He made the great whale, and the elephant; and the little worm that crawleth on the ground.
The little birds sing praises to God, when they warble sweetly in the green shade.












The brooks an4 rivers praise G w
they murmur melodiously amon t pebbles.







I will prai God with my voice ; for I may puise him, though I am but a little child.
A few years ago, and was a little infant, and mytongue was dumb within my mouth: AndI id not know the great name of God, for my reason was not come unto me.
But now I can speak, and my tongue shall praise him; I can think of all his kindness, and my heart shall ve him.
Let hin call ~me. Iwill come unto him ; command, and I will obey' hm.
We.Iam old, I will praise hmbte
and I never forget God, so long as my
life re aineth inme.


Cnm, let us go forth into the fields, let us see how dwflwers spring, let us listen to the warblirg o the birds, -and sport ourselves upon the new grass.
winter is over and gone, the buds ome ou uthe trees, the crimson blossoms of the pe l1 and the nectarne are seen, and the grean lea%,-s sprut.
The hedges are bordered with tufts of primroses, and allow cowslips that bang down their heads ; and the blue violet lies hid be-, math the siade.
The young goslings are running upon the green, thev are just hatched their bodies are
cered with yellow down; n the old ones





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hiss with anger if any one comes near. The hen sits upon her nest of straw, she watches patiently the full time, then she carefully breaks the shell and the young chicken comes out.
The lambs just born are in the field,' they totter by the side of their dams, their young limbs oan hardly support them.













If you fa little lambs, you will not be
is spread under you a carpet of soft ,it is spread on purpose to receive you.
The butterflies, flutter from bush-to Gush, and open their wings to the awarm sun.
The young animals of v evy kid are sport ing about, they feel themseIves happy, the) a.e glad to be alive, they thank him that ha made them alive.
They may thank him in their hearts, but we can thankbinm with our tongues, we are bett than they, and can praise him better








have golden crowns upon their heads, and sc ptres. in their hands; they sit on thrones and send forth their commands ; their subjects fear be fore them ; if the people do well, they are to be protected by their rulers from danger ; and if they do evil, they are tu be punished by those sovereign rulers, and iiv those laws which the forms of their goveru'm-ent have established
among ?tcn
Buit who is the sovereg of the sovereigns ?
Nyho commands themwa the must do ?
whose hand is stretches out to protect them
froin ~ (lner nd if they cvil whso shalt
n v hte n?

9,rowni fry of light, and his throne 'is
amng 11v i King of kings, and
Lord of lrds ie bldctli us live, we ive,
if h bid~hjs d e i his dlorinin is ot ualon s -d h ht of his counteto is our shepherd, therefore we ",Ill foilhow hi: God is our Fatbcr, therefore we
will love him : God is ouir Kig ihrer
Ive will obey himn.

HfyNN Iv.

Uome, and I will showy C": at is bf. iul,
it is a rose full blown. See: how- shie sitsi i,,n ~s her mossy stem, like the queen of all the 4-o'X't rs her le eIglw like fire ; the iiSfh





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ed with her sweet odour; she is the deligh. of every eye.
She is beautiful, but there is a fairer than she. He who made the rose is more beautiful than the rose: he is all lovely; he is the delight of every heart.












I will show you what is strong., The ion
is strong; when he raises 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 themselv", for he is very terrible. The lion is strong, but he who made the lio is stronger than he: his angr is terrible: he could I make us die in a moment, and no one could save us out of hi, hand.
I will show you what is glorious. Thhe sun, is glorious. When h -hines in the e ky, when he sitteth onbis briht throne iI We hega-






vens and looketh abroad over all the earth, he is the most excellenpt and glorious creature the eye can behold.
The sun is glorious, but he who made the sun is more glorious than he. The eye beholdeth him not, for his brightness is more dazzling than we coud bear. He seeth in dark places, by night as well as by day; and the light of his countenance over all his works.
Who is this great na andwhat is he called, thut my lips may pra him ?
This great name is GOD. He nade all thingsti he himself is more exeltt than all th hh he hath made: they.are beautit he is beauty they are strong, but he Sgth they re perfect, but he is perfection.

HYMN V.

The glorious sun is set in the west; the night dews fall; and the air, which was sultr becomes cool.
The flowers fold up their colored leaves; they fold themselves up and hang their heads on the slender stalk.
The chickens are gathered under the wing of the hen, and are at rest; the hen herself is at rest also.
The little birds have ceased their warbling; a are at rest on the boughs.





There is no murmur of bees around the hive, or among the honeyed woodbines; they have done their work, and lie close in their waxen cells.













The sheep rest upon their soft fleeces, and their loud bleating is no more heard among the hills.
There is no sound of a number of voices, or of children at play, or the trampling of busy eet, and of people hurryingto and fro.
The smith's hammer is not heard upon te nvi nr the harsh saw of the carpenter. Allm are tched on their quiet beds; and the hild sps upon the breast of its mother.
Darknes is spread over the skies, and darkn ess is upon the ground: every eye is rhul, and every hand is still.





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Who taketh care of all people when they are sunk in sleep; when they cannot defend themselves, nor see if any danger approacheth ?
There is an eye that never sleepeth ; there
is an eye that seeth in dark night as well as in
the sunshine.
When there is no light of the sun, nor of the S moon; when there is no lamp in the house,
nor any little star twiling through the thick clouds; that eyre seeth evety'where, in all places, and watcheth continually over all the families of the earth.
The eye that sleepeth not is God's; his
hand is always stretch out over us.
lie made sleep to resh us when we are wg; he made nigh at we mightsleepin
quiet
As the another moveth about the house with
her finger on her lips, and stilleth every little noise, thather infant be not disturbed; as she draweth tl curtains around its bed, and shutteth out the light from its tender eyes; so God draweth the curtains of darkness around us; so he maketh all things to be hushed and still, that his large family may sleep in peace.
Labourers spent with toil, and yo children, and ever, little hu insect sleep
quietly, for God watcheth you.
You may sleep, for he ner sle : you
may close sour eyes in safety, forh eye is
always open to protect ou.
hen the darkness is.assed away, and the






bans of te morning sun strike through your
ieveids bein the day withi praising God, who
) tbtaencae of you through thie nig!ht.
Flwrwhen you open again, spread or
leaves, ad synl sweet to his praise. o1
Birds, when~ awke4 warble your thanks
'among the greenuA ;~ sing to himi before
you sibg to you~r mada
Let hi raise be in or b down ; let his praist be on our lips when we
awake.


Child of reason e"c ormc,t thou~? Whathas thin eye obeved, anidwhuither
*hath thy fotben wandering ?
I have been wanderig alongtbV incadows,
~in he thick gass; thc cotli were feeding around mne, or posing in the cool shade ; the consprungup inte urws;- the poppy and the hare-bell grw arron- the wheat ; the
fitds were bright with summer, and glowing
vithbeauty.
Didst thou see nothing~ more ? Djdzt thou oberve nothing beside ? Return agin child
of easnfor there are greater tings than
Jhse. God was among the fields; and dkfst Aou not Orceive him ? his beaut-, was uponi -te rcaows ; is smilt enlivened the sua4 I have talkedd through the iioc faret ; tt
Avind whispered aniong ~he trees ,h






fell from the rocks with a pleasant murmur; the squirrel leaped from bough to bough ; ancl the birds sung to each other among the branches.
Didst thou hear nothing, but the murmur
of the brook? no whispers, but the whispers of the wind ? Return again, child o f reason' for there are greater things than these. God was among the trees ; his voice sounded in the murmur of the water; his music warbled
in the shade; aiqd djdst thou not-attend ?
I saw the moon rising behind the trees : it
wvas like a lamp of gold. The stars one after another appeared~ iti the clear firmament. 'Presently I saw black clouds arise and roll toII





I ward the south; the lightning streamed in thick Bashes over the sky ; the thunder growled~ at a distance ; it came nearer, and I felt afraid,4 for it was loud and terrible.





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Did yor heart feel no terror but of the ;? Was there nothing bright and t ,t the lightning? Return, 0 child o*
reaon orthere are greater things than these. God w in the storm, and didst thou not percv him? his terrors were abroad, and didst
4 u he acknowledge him ?
God is in every place ; he speaks in every son Ave hear ; fie is seen in all that our eye behold nothing, O'cild of reason, is withiiut God; let God inheefore be in all thy thoughts.
HYMN VII

Coma, les go into t ick shad fort is the noon o y, and the summer. beats I shadeis pasant and cool; the bancies meet over o~urhads, and shut out the sun as with a green curtain ; and the grass is soft to our feet, d a clear brook washes the rots ..fthe trees.
The slopig bank is covered with lwers
lie down upon it; let us throw ourlmbs e fresh grass and sleep; for all ings are
we are quite alone.
battle can lie down to sleep in the cool but we can d what is better ; we can v the gratGod who made us. fie made t sun, and the cool shade ; the trees grow upwards, and the brook at run imuring along. All the things that we see
s work.







-Van we raise our voice up to the hig heav.
en? can we make him hear wh4o is abv -te stars ? Wie need n4~t raise ourx voices to the stars, for he hecareth uIS whe we only wheiispier ; when we breathe out word sofly with a low voice. Ile -that fi'leth the heavens is he~re

Mywe that aire so young speak to bi that wayss was ? MAY We, that can hady speak plain, spe~ak to God ?
We that are so yourTg and but lately made alive ; therefore we should not forget his form~ing hand who hath made us alive. We that canot speak plan should lisp our p1'ais to hii who teahsu how to sp ak, and bath

WYhen we could not think ofhm he thought of u3 ; before we could ask~ hm to blss us 4e had- lready given us iany bessings.
lie_ fashioneth our tende limhs5, and causeth thema to grow; he makethi us strong, and tal ad nimble.
Vvry day we are more active han the foo. mecr day, therefore every day we ogtt 'piaise himn better than the former day.
Thie buds spring into leaves, and t- ls
omswll to fri~t; butthey know nthowhy
-rovw, nor who causeth the tsping u 9ie bosom of the earth. Ask theml, if they will tel thee t 0 r.,k forh into singing, and till the tr
pksn ounds.






They m sweet; they look beautiful; but
they are quiet; no sound is in the still
air; .o murmur of voices among the grcen leaves.
Thpants and trees are made to give fruit to m ;1-but man is made to praise God who made himn.
We love to praise him, becausehe lovetb to bless us ; we thank him for life, becauseii a pleasant thing to be alive.
We love God, who hath created all beings; we love God, who hath create all t gs; we love all beings because they re e tures of God.
We cannot be good as d is godt persons every where ; bt wecan rejoice th every where there is a God to do them go
We will think of God when we play, and when we work; when we walk out, and whcu. we come in, when we sleep and when we awake; his praise shall dwell continually upon our lips.
o s HYMN VIII.


See Wbete stands the cottage of the laboure ed with a warm roof: the mother is
s at the door : the young children are
ng on the grass in the &ids ; e elder
learn to labour, and are obedent;: the 6eyorketh to provide thm food : either he tilletfi the ground, or he gathcret4 in the corn, or shaketh his ripe apples from the tree:






hi children run to meet him when he cometh home, and his wife prepares the wholesome meal.












The ather) the mother, and the children, make a~ family; the father is master thereof. if the family be numers and the grounds large., there are servants tohelp to do the work; all these dwell in one house ; they eat the same bread ; they kneel down together and praise God every night and every morning with one voice; they are very closely united, and are dearer to each other than any strangers. If one is sick they mourn together ; andi e is happy, they reoice together.
Manvy usi are built together ; m families" live near one another ; they meet g ether on the tecn, aud in pleasant w and to biqy and sell, and in the house of jusLice; and the sound of the church bell calleth




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them to the house of God, in company. If one is poor, his neighbour helpeth hin; If he is sad. he comforteth him. This is a village; ,see where it stands enclosed in a green shade,
the people going to the house of God. If there b very many houses, it is a town, governed by a magistrate.
Many towns, and a large extent of country, make a state or kingdom.: it is enclosed-byr mountains; it is divied by rivers; it is washed by seas; and the inhabitants thereof are countrymen; they speak the same language; they make war and peace together ing a senate is the ruler thereof.
Many kingdoms, and states, and cun full of people, islands and large ctin and different 'C tes, make up this r world. God governeth it. The peo arm
upon the face of it like ants upon k; some are black with the hot sun;some over themselves w.ith furs against the sharp cold; some drink of the fruit of the vine; some the pleasant milk of the cocoanut; some of cidi the juice of the apple; and others quench their thirst with the running stream.
are God's family; he knoweh every o them, as a shep erd knowetl 0 flock:
the ay to him in different languages, buthe u. rstandeth them all; he heaxreth them all; he taketh care a ; none are so great,
that he cannot p sh ; none are so mean,
that he will.not potec them.





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Negro Woman, who sittest pining in captiv
ity, and weepest over thy sick child; though no one seeth thee, God seeth thee; though no one pitieth thee, God pitieth thee: aise thy voice forlorn and abandoned one;. call upon him amidst thy bonds, for assuredly he will hear thee.
Monarch, that rules over an hundred states; whose frown is terrible as death; and whose armies cover the land, boast not thyself as though there were none above thee; his powerful arm is always over thee; and if thou dost ill, assuredly he will punish thee.
Nations of the earth fear the Lord; families
Ofne, all upon the nameof your God.
Is there any one whom God hath not made? let hi not worship him: is tbthere any one whom lhath not blessed e let him t praise

HYMN IX.

Come, let us walk abroad; let us talk of the works of God.
Take up a handful of the sand; number the grains of it; tell them one by one into your lap.
Try if you can countthe blades of grass in the field, or the leaves on the trees.
You cannot count them. they are innmerable, much more the things which God has made.
The fw groweth on the mountain, and the grey wiUow bends aboye the stream.






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T1he thistle is armed with sharp prickles;L t1he malwis soft and woolly.
Th 4ophyeth hold wvith her tendrils, and claspeth h tall pole ; the oak bath firm~ root ini te gond, and resisteth the winter som
~The daisy enamelleth the, meadows, ad groweth beet e foot of the passenger.:th
tulip asketh a rich soil, and the careful hand~













The iris and reed spring uip in the marsh the rich grass covereth the meadows : an the purple lacath flower e~nliverieth the waste ground.
TJhe water lilies grow beticad- m terbroad lteives flatoen One C t( water ; the wall flower takos roe in d~at StOnle, aid spred its fr agrauce :troipg~ l*5kc n

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ook at the thorns that are white with blosoms, and the flowers that cover the fields, and the plants that are trodden in the green path. The hand of man hath not planted them; the sower hath not scattered the seeds from his hand, nor the gardener digg a place for them with his p*ade.
spade.
Some grow on steep rocks, where no man can climb : in shaking bogs, and deep forests, and desert islands: they spring up every whe e and cover the bosom of the whole earth. I Who causeth them to grow every where,
bloweth the seeds about in winds, and
them with the mould, and watereth
m with soft rains, and cherisheth them with ? Who fanneth them with the pure breath of Heaven; and giveth them colours, and smells, and speadeth out their thin transpa-rent laves?
How doththe rose draw its crimson from the dark brown earth, or the lily its shining white ? [low can a small seed contain a plant ? How doth every plant know its season to put forth ? They are marshalled in order; each one knoweth its place, and standeth in his own rank. 1w drop, and the primrose make aste to ift their heads above the grond.When the spring cometh, th say, ere we are! The carnation waiteth fo full strength of the year a; and the hardy tins cheereth the winter months.





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Every plant produce its like. An car e f torn will not grow from an acorn; nor will a grape stone produce cherries : but every one springeth from its proper seed.
Who preserysth them alive through the co witer, when the jypav is on the ground sharp frost nis n the plant ? Who satheth a smal seed, and a little warmth in the bosom of the earth, and causeth them to spring up fre, and sap to rise through the hard fibres ?
The trees arithered, naked, and bare; they are like d ones. Who breathethb on them the breath of spring, and they are covered with verdure, and green leaves sprout r the dead wood i
Lo, these ar but 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 lesson written on its leaves.
Every murmuring brook hath a togue; a voice is in every whis ing wind.
They a2lspeak who made then%; theyall tell us he is y
We cannot a r he is invi but
we can can se rks, and worship
steps in the gr4i e od.
They that knw the most will pr
the best; but ic of us can nu if hs
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HYMN XM
Child of mortality, whence comest thou? why is thy Gountenance sad, and why are thinQ eyes red with weeping?
I ave seen the rose in its beauty : it spread its leaves to the morning sun-I returned, it was dying upon its stalk; the grace of the form of it was gone ; its loveliness was vanished away : the leaves thereof were scattered on the ground, and no one gathered them

A stately tree grew on the plain; its brance were covered with verdure, its boughs sprad wide and made a goodly shadow ; the r tunk was like a strong pillar; the roots were like crooked fang,.-I returned, thr verdure











w pb the north t ranches werc
Syby the ax ; t w had made its
into the trunk, andthe heart thereof was







*4~cayed; it mouldered away, and fell to the ground.
I have seen the insects sporting in the sun-shine, and darting along the Stream; their wings glitterelft-with gold and purple; their blioies shone like the green emeral&; they were morernumerous than I could count; their motions were quicker than my eye could glance
-1 retued, they were brushed into the pool; they w~ie perishing with the evening breeze; theswallow had deoured them : the pike had seized them: there wez'wxone found of so great














I have seen rn heide4-1tre
his ciieeki gowediiI auty, hlalivibs were full of aci y;iut jw he walked : he raii; he rejoiced in4 ~t hwas more cexceIlent than thosc-I retur:d h'ay stiff and ccld on the atre ground ; his feet ould r-o longer move,





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tor his hands stretch themselves out; his life had departed from him; and the breath out of his nostrils ;-therefore do I weep, because DEATH is in the world; the spoiler is
amog the works of God : n that is made, must b0 destroyed: all that is born, must die; let me alone, for I will weep yet longer.

.HYMN Xi.

I have seen the flower wither on its stalk, and its bright leaves spread on the groundI looked again, it sprung forth afresh; -the s was crowned with new buds, and the eetness thereof filled the air.
I n the sun set in the West; and the
L h night shut in the wide horizon:
trwas no colour, nor shap, nor beauty, nor music; gloom and darkness brooded around-I looked, the sun broke forth again from the east, and gilded the mountain tops ; the 4ark rose to meet him from her low nest, and the shades of darkness fled away.
I have seen the insect, being cometo its full size, languish, and refuse to eat; it had spun itsf a tomb, and was sh ed in a silken ne: it ay without feet, ors or power to ove
- I looked again, i burst its tomb; it was full of life, and si on coloured wings through the air; it rejoiced n its new being.
Thus shall it be with thee, Oman! and so shall thy life be renewed?





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Beauty shaltp4ng up out of ashes, and life out of dust.
A little while shalt thou lie in the ground, as the seed lieth in the bosom of the arth: but thou shall be raised again; and, i thou art good thou shalt neverdie again.
Who is he who cometh to burst open the prison d orf the tomb ; tobid the dead awake, anid to gather his redeemed from e four winds of heaven ?
He descendeth on a fiery cloud: the sound of a trumpet eth before him; thousands of angels are on is right hand.
It is JESUS, the Son of God: the Sa'

He cometh in the glory of his the hath received power from on high
ourn no therefore, childof imm
-for the spoiler, the cruel spoiler that laid waste th works of God, i subdued: JESU hath conquered death ;-child of immortality mourn, no longer.

H1YMN 'XII.

'he rse is sweet,%at it is surrounded w4~ thaths; _the Ilily #f tly valley is fragrant, bl it springeth up among the brambles.
The spring is pleasant, but it is soon past: the summer is bright, but winter destroyeth the beauty thereof.
The rainbow is very glorious, but it so





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dishes away: 'life is good, *ut it is quickly
a u in death.
T a land where theiroses are without
tho ere the flowers are not mixed with

hat land there is eternal spring, and light witut any clouds.
he tree of lie ii the midst thereof are there, and flowers

IIyri of happy spirits are there, and surd throne of God with perpetual praise.
he gels with their golden harps sing s ntinually, and the cherubims fly on

s heaven: it is the country
oo od ; and nothing that is
must iab there.
Th ad m not spit its venom am
tule-doves ur the poisoucjus hen-ane grow am sweet flowers.
Neher must any one that doethill enter into that good land.
This earth is pleasant, for it is God's earth, and it is filled with -many delight things.
ut that country is farbetter: thee al n grieve any more, nor k sick re,
nor clo wrong any more, there the cld o winter shall not wither us, nor the heats of summer scorch us.
In that country there are no wars, nor quarres, but all love one another with d






,'en our paet and friends de n r iii the cold ground, we see b-heen more ; bjut there we shall ermbiace the gan and live with them and be separated n~oe There we shall meet a11 good mev m we read of in holy books
There we shall see Abraarn, the cl 9 God, the rather of the faithfu I; and M!4 after his long wander;ingsintb eLrba sert; and Elijah, the proper of od D)aniel, who escaped th lion s dn n .hr the son of 3 esse, the shlp1ped ing, w singer of Israel
They loved God on crth ; ihty &e ozt rth; but inthait country theywl h1 1 teadlv inmre.
There wshail see JtsusM-1I gdb7f
for u t tathappy place ; andthreW
IPold the glory of the high G j.
We canotse m be, butW wewilov
v'fofte tink on heaven.
That happy land is our home eae ob here bta little while, and ,there formr
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