SUNDAY SCHOOL·
HYMN-BOOK.
1 OUR FATHER, here again we raise To thee our morning hymn of praise, For all the joys thy smiles afford, This sacred day, thy holy word.
2 We thank thee, Father, that to thee Again we bend the lowly knee, That here in peace and prayer we stand, Upheld by an almighty hand.
3 Whate'er we do, where'er we be, Keep us from sin and error free; Thy Sabbaths may we so improve, As best to win our Father's love.
4 So shall we then, when life shall end A nobler, holier Sabbath spend ; Where thy good children all shall be, Joined in one family with thee.
1 WE come in childhood's innocence, We come, as children, free! We offer up, O God! our hearts In trusting love to thee.
2 Well may we bend, in solemn joy, At thy bright courts above;- Well may the grateful child rejoice, In such a Father's love.
3 In joy we wake, in peace we sleep, Safe from all midnight harms, Not folded in an angel's wings, But in a Father's arms.
4 We come not as the mighty come; Not as the proud we bow;
But as the pure in heart should bend, Seek we thine altars now.
5"Forbid them not," the Saviour said ;- In speechless rapture dumb,
We hear the call-we seek thy face- Father! we come-we come!
1 SAFELY through another week, God has brought us on our way; Let us now a blessing seek,
Waiting in his courts to-day. Day of all the week the best, Emblem of eternal rest!
2 Mercies, multiplied each hour, Through our lives, our praise demand; Guarded by thy mighty power, Fed and guided by thy hand. Yet ungrateful we have been, Paying back these gifts with sin.
8 Lord, we pray for pardoning grace, In our dear Redeemer's name : Sin remove, and in its place Give us virtue's purest flame; Thus, from all our sins set free, May we rest at last with thee.
Commencing Hymn. 7 & 6's M.
1 ASSEMBLED in the morning, At this our Sunday school, We would, our faith adorning, Observe this sacred rule- That, as our God's a Spirit, Our spirits should adore; That we may thus inherit
The blessings we implore.
2 And first, our sins confessing, With penitential tear, We'd supplicate a blessing On this our meeting here: And then for those who teach us, Pure light from Thee above,
That they with power may reach us,- The power of holy love.
3 Preserve us from temptation; From idle words and play; And let thine approbation Attend us every day. O, may we give our parents Obedience from the heart; Be kind to our companions, And love to all impart.
4 O, grant thy special favor, That we may know thy truth, And imitate the SAVIOUR, In age as well as youth; So when we reach the valley That leads us down to death, In thee our trust reposing, Yield up in hope our breath.
1 O LORD, another week is flown, And we, a youthful band,
Are met once more before thy throne, To bless thy fostering hand.
2 And wilt thou lend a listening ear To praises low as ours?
Thou wilt! for thou dost love to hear The song which meekness pours.
3 And, Jesus, thou thy smiles wilt deign, As in thy name we pray;
For thou didst bless the infant train, And we are weak as they.
4 0 let thy grace perform its part, And bid our passions cease; And shed abroad in every heart Thine everlasting peace.
5 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine, A flock by Jesus led;
The Sun of Holiness shall shine
In glory on our head.
2 Come, thou all-gracious Lord! By heaven and earth adored, Our prayer attend!
Come, and thy children bless; Give thy good word success; Make thine own holiness On us descend.
3 Never from us depart;
Rule thou in every heart, Hence, evermore !
Thy sovereign majesty
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