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HYMNS ON THE LORD'S PRAYER.
HYMN 1..." Our Father which art in heaven." My Father, while on bended knee This evening off' ring now I bring ; Though lowest of thy family, Receive me 'neath thy sheltering wing. My Father !-well may childhood know How much that tender name to prize ; Tis but to speak the word, and lo! Love, honour, and obedience rise. Then when I seek the throne of grace, That náme upon my lips l'll bear; 'Twill urge to higher, nobler praise, 'Twill lead to more confiding prayer. In each event, or bright or dark, That gilds or clouds my future years; My Father, teach thy child to mark, 'Tis love alike which gives, or spares. Whene'er I mourn for sinful deed, For thoughts and words both vain and wild ; O teach me in that name to read A pardon for thy contrite child. When Satan tempts my feet to run In crooked paths by sin defil'd; Then-be thou nigh thy tempted one ; My Father, save thy helpless child!
And, soon or late-whene'er I come
(To be continued.)
THE ALL-SEEING GOD.
Printed by A. f'oster, Kirkby Lonsdale,
No. XXXVIII.) FEBRUARY, 1827. (Vor. iv.
ROBERT KNOX. Robert Knox sailed from England in 1657, on a voyage to the East Indies, in a ship of which his father was captain. On their return, a storm obliged them to put into a harbour of Ceylon, in order to refit.Ceylon, which is a large island in the Indian Ocean, was then but little known to the people of Europe, and was governed by kings who were very cruel. The Englishmen in the vessel, not knowing the manners of the country, went on shore, and took goods to sell, without asking leave of the king, or offering him a present; which made him so angry, that he took the captain, his son, and 14 men prisoners. Wanting however to get the ship also, he sent Robert Knox on board, to persuade those who had remained in her to give her up; but told him, if he did not return, his father should for ever remain a captive. “On my departure,”. says he, “niy father charged me upon his blessing, and as I should answer for it at the great day, not to leave him in such a condition, but to return to him again ; upon which I solemnly vowed, according to my duty, to be bis obedient son.” He kept his promise and returned, although he would have escaped a. captivity of 20 years, if he had remain.. ed on boarıl the vessel, which got safely away.
The part of the crew which had been made prisoners, were taken further into the country, and there separated, and placed in different towns. Knox had leave to remain with his father; and as orders were given to supply them with food, they lived better than they expected. They had with them a book entit, led, "The Practice of Piety,' and Mr. Rogers' seven treatises, called, "The Practice of Christianity ;' in which they often read during the day; and in the cool of the evening walked abroad in the fields to refresh themselves.-" This course," says Knox, " lasted, until God was pleased to visit us both with the country sickness, ague and fever. The sight of my father's misery was far more
grievous to me, than the sense of my own: and the sight of me so increased his grief, that he would often say, • What did I do when I charged you to come ashore to me again! Your dutifulness to me hath brought you to be a captive. I am old, and cannot hold out, but you may live to see many days of sorrow; but my prayers to God for you shall be, that for your dutifulness he would bestow upon you a blessing.'My father's ague did not last long, but deep grief increased upon him, and so overwhelmed his heart, that with a bitter sigh, he used to say, 'Even from my youth have I used the seas, and the Lord bath delivered me from a multitude of dangers ; but now in my old age, when iny hairs are grown grey, to be a captive to the heathen breaks my heart." Upwards of three months he lay in this manner on his bed, which was only a mat; the carpet he eat upon in the boat when he came ashore, and a small quilt, covering him. I had for myself only a mat and a pillow, upon the ground, to lie on, and nothing but my clothes on my back to cover me. Having no hope of gaining our liberty, my father was so grieved at the thought of it, that once, I well reinember, he drank nothing but cold water during nine days, neither did he for three