2. The blessed Bible there engages 3. And surely He, who feeds the flowers Will send on our young hearts the showers 4. Then let us gladly gather round him, For they who seek have always found him, 5. And when life's Sabbaths all are ended, 7. 10s, 7s & 58. 1. WHEN the morning light drives away the night, With the sun so bright and full, And it draws its line near the hour of nine, For 'tis there we all agree, All with happy hearts and free, At the Sabbath-school. I'll away! away! away! away! 2. On the frosty dawn of a winter's morn, Or the summer breeze plays round the trees, And the Sabbath-breakers roam, 3 In the class I meet with the friends I greet, I'll away, &c. 4. May the dews of grace fill the hallow'd place, And the sunshine never fail, While each blooming rose which in memory grows Shall a sweet perfume exhale: When we mingle here no more, I'll away, &c. 8. 10s. 1. I'LL awake at dawn on the Sabbath-day, For 'tis wrong to doze holy time away; With my lessons learn'd, this shall be my rule, Never to be late at the Sabbath-school. 2. Birds awake betimes, every morn they sing, None are tardy there when the woods do ring; So when Sunday comes this shall be my rule, Never to be late at the Sabbath-school. 3. When the summer's sun wakes the flowers again, They the call obey,- -none are tardy then; Never to be late at the Sabbath-school. 4. But these Sabbath-days will soon be o'er, And these happy hours shall return no more; Then I'll ne'er regret that it was my rule Never to be late at the Sabbath-school. 9. 8s & 6s, (Peculiar.) 1. THE morning sky is bright and clear, Let each one in the class appear; "Tis there we learn his holy word, SCHOLARS. 2. When each at night shall go to prayer, T'extend o'er teachers his kind care, And when on earth our time is sped, SCHOLARS AND TEACHERS. If faithful, we shall meet above, 1. AWAY from home to school we come, In faith and love we look above, 2. Our teachers dear, we meet you here, And share your faithful care; Oh, may each heart its thanks impart, That God may crown with joys above 11. H.M. 1. COME, let us gladly sing In psalms his praises speak; He's God most high: let all draw nigh, 2. He gave the mountains birth, He made the spacious earth; His are the sea and land: They rose at his command. With reverence all before him fall, And on his name devoutly call. 3. Come, kneel before his throne, For he is God alone; We are the flock he leads, The sheep his bounty feeds; To-day, to-day, his voice obey; Grieve not the Holy Ghost away. 12. S. M. 1. LORD, fix our wandering thoughts, 2. Let us remember still That God is present here; 3 And when the humble notes 4. Oh, may thy sacred word Sink deep in every breast, |