ENTERED according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1835, by PAUL BECK, Jr., Treasurer, in trust for the American Sunday-school Union, in the Clerk's Office of the District Court of the Eastern District of Pennsylvania. PREFACE. THE inquiry has often been made, why a collection of hymns is not published sufficiently extensive to supply the wants of Sunday. schools. It is said, that the little hymn book in common use was very well at the commencement of the Sunday-school system, but since monthly concerts, anniversaries, missionary meetings, teachers' prayer meetings, &c. &c. have become so common, a larger volume is called for, and a more extensive variety is indispensable. The "New Hymn Book," as it is entitled, was an experiment, to see how far sacred music, as a science, could be introduced into Sunday. schools by connecting it with a hymn book. It was never supposed that so limited a variety of hymns as that collection contains, and many 3 of them too of so peculiar a measure, would supply the deficiency. The present compilation will be found to con tain the best part of the Sunday-school hymn books now in use; and much pains have been taken to glean from all other sources within our reach such a collection as shall supply the wants of the religious community, and espe cially that part of it which is connected with Sabbath-schools. SABBATH-SCHOOL HYMNS. 1 CREATION AND PROVIDENCE. The goodness of God. C. M. 1 HOW kind in all his works and ways We learn some lesson of his praise 2 The glorious sun that blazes high, 3 And this vast world of ours below, And all the trees and flowers that grow, 4 Yes, and he formed our infant race, 1 To those who early seek his face 2 God seen in his works. C. M. THERE'S not a tint that paints the rose, Or decks the lily fair, Or streaks the humblest flower that blows, But God has placed it there. 2 At early dawn there's not a gale And not a breeze that sweeps the vale, 3 There's not of grass a single blade, Where heavenly skill is not displayed 4 There's not a tempest dark and dread, 5 Around, beneath, below, above, There God displays his boundless love, 3 God the Creator. C. M. 1 THERE'S not a star whose twinkling light Shines on the distant earth, And cheers the silent gloom of night, 2 There's not a cloud whose dews distil And clothe with verdure vale and hill, 3 There's not a place in earth's vast round, 4 Around, beneath, below, above, There God displays his boundless love, |