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1 Morning Hymn. L. M. Luton.
Hebron. 1 Our Father, here again we raise
To thee our morning hymn of praise,
2 We thank thee, Father, that to thee
Again we bend the lowly knee,
3 Whate'er we do, where'er we be,
Keep us from sin and error free;
4 So shall we then, when life shall end
A nobler, holier Sabbath spend ;
T. GRAY, JR.
Commencing Hymn. C. M. Clarendon.
Hummel. 1 We come in childhood's innocence,
We come, as children, free!
In trusting love to thee.
2 Well may we bend, in solemn joy,
At thy bright courts above ;-
In such a Father's love.
3 In joy we wake, in peace we sleep,
Šafe from all midnight harms,
But in a Father's arms.
4 We come not as the mighty come ;
Not as the proud we bow;
Seek we thine altars now.
5 “ Forbid them not,” the Saviour said ;
In speechless rapture dumb,
T. GRAY, JR.
3 Commencing Hymn. 7's M. 61. In the Cottage.
Sabbath. 1 SAFELY through another week,
God has brought us on our way;
Waiting in his courts to-day.
2 Mercies, multiplied each hour,
Through our lives, our praise demand ;
Paying back these gifts with sin.
In our dear Redeemer's name :
Commencing Hymn. 7 & 6's M. Atterbury.
Missionary Hymn. 1 ASSEMBLED in the morning,
At this our Sunday school,
Observe this sacred rule-
Our spirits should adore ;
The blessings we implore.
With penitential tear,
On this our meeting here :
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 ;
Attend us every day.
Obedience from the heart;
And love to all impart.
4 0, grant thy special favor,
That we may know thy truth,
In age as well as youth ;
That leads us down to death,
L. G. PRAY.
Commencing Hymn. C. M. Peterboro'.
Clarendon. 1 0 LORD, another week is flown,
And we, a youthful band,
To bless thy fostering hand.
2 And wilt thou lend a listening ear
To praises low as ours?
The song which meekness pours.
As in thy name we pray ;
For thou didst bless the infant train,
And we are weak as they.
4 O let thy grace perform its part,
And bid our passions cease ;
Thine everlasting peace.
5 Thus chasten'd, cleans'd, entirely thine,
A flock by Jesus led;
In glory on our head.
H. KIRKE WHITE.
6 Commencing Hymn. 6& 4's M. America.
Help us to praise!
Ancient of days!
2 Come, thou all-gracious Lord !
Our prayer attend !
On us descend.
3 Never from us depart;
Hence, evermore !