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ENTERED according to the Act of Congress, in the year 1935, 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.



The inquiry has often been made, why a col. lection 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 commence. ment 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 in. dispensable.

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


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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.



C. M.


The goodness of God.
How kind in all his works and ways

Must our
We learn some lesson of his praise

From every thing we see.
2 The glorious sun that blazes high,

The moon more pale and dim, With all the stars that fill the sky,

Are made and ruled by him.
3 And this vast world of ours below,

The water and the land,
And all the trees and flowers that grow,

Were fashioned by his hand.
4 Yes, and he formed our infant race,

And he is ever near
To those who early seek his face

By humble, earnest prayer.
God seen in his works.

C. M. THERE'S not a tint that paints the rose,

the lily Or streaks the humblest flower that blows, But

God has placed it there.

% At early dawn there's not a gale

Across the landscape driven,
And not a breeze that sweeps the vale,

That is not sent by heaven.
3 There's not of grass a single blade,

Or leaf of loveliest green,
Where heavenly skill is not displayed

And heavenly wisdom seen.
4 There's not a tempest dark and dread,

Or storm thac rends the air,
Or blast that sweeps the ocean's bed,

But God's wn voice is there. 5 Around, beneath, below, above,

Wherever space extends,
There God displays his boundless love,

And power with mercy blends.
God the Creator.

C. M. I

THERE'S not a star whose twinkling light And cheers the silent gloom of night,

But Mercy gave it birth.
2 There's not a cloud whose acws distil

Upon the parching clod,
And clothe with verdure vale and hill,

That is not sent by God. 3 There's not a place in earth’s vast round,

In ocean's deep, or air,
Where skill and wisdom are not found;

For God is everywhere.
4 Around, beneath, below, above,

Wherever space extends,
There God displays his boundless lore,
And power with mercy blends.

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