AMERICAN SUNDAY-SCHOOL

HYMN-BOOK.

OPENING SCHOOL.

1. C. M.

1. Now condescend, Almighty King,
To bless this happy throng;
And kindly listen while we sing
Our grateful morning song.

2. We come to own the power divine
That watches o'er our days;
For this our cheerful voices join
In hymns of grateful praise.

3. We come to learn thy holy word,
And ask thy tender care;

Before thy throne, Almighty Lord,
We bend in humble prayer.

4. May we in safety pass this day,
From sin and danger free;

And ever walk in that sure way
That leads to heaven and thee.

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2. H. M.

1. AGAIN we meet, O Lord, Again we fill this place, To hear thy holy word

And ask thy promised grace;

To thank thee for the gifts we share,
The children of thy love and care.

2. Grant us the listening ear,
The understanding heart,
The mind and will sincere,

To choose the better part,-
To take the learner's lowly seat,
And gather wisdom at thy feet.

3. Through this, and every day,
Teach us thy paths to tread;
Nor let our feet astray

By Satan's wiles be led;

But keep us in the narrow road,-
The way to glory and to God.

3. L. M.

1 ASSEMBLED in our school once more,
O Lord, thy blessing we implore;
We meet to read and sing and pray;
Be with us then through this thy day.

2 Our fervent prayer to thee ascends,
For parents, teachers, foes and friends,
And when we in thy house appear,
Help us to worship in thy fear.

3. When we on earth shall meet no more,
May we above to glory soar,

And praise thee in more lofty strains,
Where one eternal Sabbath reigns.

4. C. M.

1. ANOTHER week has pass'd away,
Time swiftly speeds along;
We come again to praise and pray,
And sing our greeting song.

We come with song to greet you,
We come with song again.

2. We come the Saviour's name to praise,
To sing the wondrous love
Of Him who guards us all our days,
And guides to heaven above.

We come, &c.

3. We'll sing of mercies daily given,
Through every passing year,
We'll sing the promises of Heaven,
With voices loud and clear.

We come, &c.

4. We'll sing of many a happy hour
We've passed in Sunday-school,

Where truth, like summer's genial showers
Extends its gracious rule.

We come, &c.

5. Our youthful hearts will gladly raise,
Our voices sweetly sing,

A general song of grateful praise
To Heaven's eternal King.

We come, &c.

1. ALL the week we spend
Full of childish bliss,
Every changing scene
Brings its happiness;

Yet our joys would not be full
Had we not the Sabbath-school.

2. Lovely is the dawn
Of each rising day,
Loveliest the morn

Of the Sabbath-day;

Then our infant hearts are full
Of the precious Sabbath-school.

3. To our happy ears

Blessed news is brought,
Tidings of the work

Love divine has wrought,

Gracious news and merciful;
How we love the Sabbath-school!

4. Sweetly fades the light

Of each passing day;

Peaceful is the night

Of the Sabbath-day;
Then our hearts with praise are full
For the precious Sabbath-school.

6. 9s & 6s.

1. ON Sabbath morning, oh how pleasant To come to Sabbath-school!

When every happy child is present,
And every seat is full.