693. L. M. ANONYMOUS.

Sunday Evening. For a Child. 1 AGAIN we've seen the Sabbath day,

And heard of Jesus and of heaven; We thank thee, Father, and we pray

That this day's sins may be forgiven. 2 May all we heard and understood

Be well remembered through the week, And help to make us wise and good, More humble, diligent and meek.

594. C. M. MONTGOMERY

What is Prayer?
1 Prayer is the soul's sincere desire,

Uttered or unexpressed;
The motion of a hidden fire,

That trembles in the breast. 2 Prayer is the simplest form of speech

That infant lips can try;
Prayer, the sublimest strains that reach

The Majesty on high.
3 The saints in prayer appear as one

In word, and deed, and mind;
While, with the Father and the Son,

Sweet fellowship they find.
4 O thou by whom we come to God,

The Life, the Truth, the Way,
The path of prayer thyself hast trod;
Lord, teach us how to pray.

595. 8 & 78. M. C. WESLEY.

For Domestic Worship. 1 Peace be to this habitation;

Peace to all that dwell therein ;
Peace, the earnest of salvation;

Peace, the fruit of pardoned sin;
Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver;

Peace, to worldly minds unknown; Peace divine, that lasts forever;

Peace, that comes from God alone. 2 Jesus, Prince of Peace, be near us;

Fix in all our hearts thy home;
With thy gracious presence cheer us;

Let thy sacred kingdom come;
Raise to heaven our expectation,

Give our favored souls to prove
Glorious and complete salvation,

In the realms of bliss above.

596. C. M.

Watts. Pious Education of Children. Ps. 78. 1 Let children hear the mighty deeds

Which God performed of old;
Which, in our younger years, we saw,

And which our fathers told.

2 He bids us make his glories known;

His works of power and grace: And we'll convey his wonders down

Through every rising race.

3 Our lips shall tell them to our sons,

And they again to theirs,
That generations yet unborn

May teach them to their heirs.
4 Thus shall they learn in God alone

Their hope securely stands,
That they may ne'er forget his works,

But practise his commands.

597.

L. M. Mrs. BARBAULD.

Marriage Hymn.
1 How blest the sacred tie that binds,

In union sweet, according minds !
How swift the heavenly course they run,
Whose hearts, whose faith, whose hopes are

one!
2 To each the soul of each how dear!

What jealous love, what holy fear!
How doth the generous flame within

Refine from earth, and cleanse from sin ! 3 Nor shall the glowing flame expire,

When nature droops her sickening fire;
Then shall they meet in realms above,
A heaven of joy-because of love.

WATTS.

598. L. M.

The Hosanna of Children. Ps. 8. 1 ALMIGHTY Ruler of the skies,

Through the wide earth thy name is spread;
And thine eternal glories rise
O’er all the heavens thy hands have made.

2 To thee the voices of the young

A monument of honor raise ;
And babes, with uninstructed tongue,

Declare the wonders of thy praise.
3 Children amidst thy temples throng

To see their great Redeemer's face;
The Son of David is their song,
And young hosannas fill the place.

599.

P. M. H. WARE, JUN.

Prayer at Morning and Evening. 1 To prayer, to prayer ! for the morning breaks,

And earth in her Maker's smiles awakes.
His light is on all below and above-
The light of gladness, and life, and love.
0, then, on the breath of this early air,

Send upward the incense of grateful prayer. 2 To prayer! for the glorious sun is gone,

And the gathering darkness of night comes on.
Like a curtain from God's kind hand it flows
To shade the couch where his children repose.
Then kneel, while the watching stars are bright,
And give your last thoughts to the Guardian

of night.
600. C. M. 61. CONDER.

On the Sea Shore.
1 BEYOND, beyond that boundless sea,

Above that dome of sky,
Farther than thought itself can flee,

Thy dwelling is on high ;
Yet dear the awful thought to me,

That thou, my God, art nigh.

2 We hear thy voice when thunders roll

Through the wide fields of air;
The waves obey thy dread control;

Yet still thou art not there.
Where shall I find Him, O my soul,

Who yet is everywhere?
3 O, not in circling depth, or height,

But in the conscious breast,
Present to faith, though veiled from sight,

There does his spirit rest.
O come, thou Presence Infinite,

And make thy creature blest.

601. L. M. BOWRING.

Sleep
1 REVIVING sleep! thy sheltering wing
Is o'er the couch of labor spread;
Sweet minister, unearthly thing,

That hovers round the tired one's head. 2 As calm and cold as mortal clay

When life is fled, earth soundly sleeps,
When evening veils the eye of day,

And darkness rules the ocean deeps. 3 O, then, thy spirit, Lord, anew

Enkindles strength in sleeping men;
It falls as falls the evening dew,

And life's sad waste repairs again. 4 Be nature's gentle slumbers mine;

And lead me gently to the last; Until I hear thy voice divine, “Awake! for death's dark night is passed."