869 1 Prov. viii. 32-36. C. M. WATTS APPY the child whose youngest years H Receive instruction well; Who hates the sinner's path, and fears 2 When we devote our youth to God, A flower, when offered in the bud, 3 "Twill save us from a thousand snares, Grace will preserve our following years, 4 To Thee, Almighty God, to Thee, "Twill please us to look back, and see 5 Let the sweet work of prayer and praise 870 1 L Psalm c. 4. L. M. ORD, how delightful 'tis to see WATTS. A whole assembly worship Thee: At once they sing, at once they pray; They hear of heaven, and learn the way. 2 I have been there, and still would go ; "Tis like a little heaven below: Nor cares nor pleasures in the way 4 With thoughts of Christ, and things divine, 871 Mark xvi. 2-6. C. M. WATTS. 1 HIS is the day when Christ arose Why should I keep my eye-lids closed, 2 This is the day when Jesus broke 3 To-day with pleasure Christians meet, 4 Help me to hear, to praise, to pray, O may I love this blessed day, 872 1 Matt. xxi. 15. L. M. T. R. TAYLOR. THERE was a time when children sang With their exulting jubilee. 2 Oh! to have joined their rapturous songs, 4 He can, He will, He loves to hear The notes which babes and sucklings raise ; Jesus, we come with trembling fear; Oh! teach our hearts and tongues Thy praise. 5 We join the hosts around Thy throne, Who once, like us, the desert trod ; And thus we make their song our own"Hosanna to the Son of God !" 873 Matt. xxi. 9. L. M. MONTGOMERY. 1 WH THAT are those soul-reviving strains, Which echo thus from Salem's plains? What anthems loud and louder still, Sweetly resound from Zion's hill? 2 Lo! 'tis an infant chorus sings, The Saviour comes, and babes proclaim 3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise, 874 Luke xviii. 15-17. P. M. 1 I THINK, when I read that sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He called little children, as lambs to His fold, I should like to have been with Him then. I wish that His hands had been placed on my head, That His arm had been thrown around me, And that I might have seen His kind look when He said, "Let the little ones come unto me." 2 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in His love; And if I thus earnestly seek Him below, For all who are washed and forgiven; And many dear children are gathering there, "For of such is the kingdom of heaven." 3 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall, Never heard of that heavenly home; And that Jesus has bid them to come. 875 1 Matt. viii. 11. WHO are they whose little feet, 8 7's. Pacing life's short journey through, Now have reached that heavenly seat They had ever kept in view? PP "I, from Greenland's frozen land; Each the welcome "come" awaits, 876 Mark xvi. 15. AND are there countries far away, Where Bibles never go? Fruitful, and beautiful, and gay, 2 "Go, preach my gospel," Jesus said; 3 Lord, let us go, or let us send 4 Some childish pleasures we resign, C. M. 877 1 ROUND the throne of God in heaven A Thousands of children stand; Children whose sins are all forgiven, A holy, happy band; Singing glory, glory, glory. |