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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