O Bread of Life, from day to day, Be Thou our Comfort, Food, and Stay! 5. To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God Whom Heav'n's triumphant host And suffering saints on earth adore, Be glory, now and evermore,

As has been in the ages past,

Is now, and shall for ever last. Amen.

"While the earth remaineth, seed time and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease."-Gen. viii. 22.

141 FATHER of Mercies, God of Love,

Whose gifts all creatures share,

The rolling seasons as they move,
Proclaim Thy constant care.

2. When in the bosom of the earth
The sower hid the grain,

Thy goodness marked its secret birth,
And sent the early rain.

3. The spring's sweet influence, Lord, was Thine,
The seasons knew Thy call;

Thou mad'st the summer suns to shine,
The summer dews to fall.

4 The swelling grain was full matured
All by Thine unseen Hand;
And now the harvest is secured,
And plenty fills the land.

5 O ne'er may our forgetful hearts
O'erlook Thy bounteous care!
But what our Father's Hand imparts,
Still own in praise and prayer.

6. So shall our suns more grateful shine, Our showers more genial fall;

When all our hearts and lives are Thine,
And Thou adored in all.

Amen.

Holy Baptism.

"We are buried with Him by Baptism into death: that like as Christ was raised up from the dead by the glory of the Father, even so we also should walk in newness of life." -Rom. vi. 4

142 WITH Christ we share a mystic grave;

With Christ we buried lie;

But 'tis not in the darksome cave
By mournful Calvary.

2. The pure and bright baptismal flood
Entombs our nature's stain;

New creatures from the cleansing wave
With Christ we rise again;

3. Happy, if through this world of strife,
And sin, and selfish care,

Our resurrection mantle white
And undefiled we wear.

4. Happy, if through the gate of death,
Glorious at last and free,

We to our joyful rising pass,
O risen Lord, with Thee!

5. O Holy blessed Three in One,
To us Thy light be given,

That we the paths of death may shun,

And keep the way to heaven. Amen.

Catechism.

HYMNS FOR CHILDREN.

"They found Him in the temple sitting in the midst of the doctors, both hearing them and asking them questions." -S. Luke, ii. 46.

143 WITHIN the temple's hallow'd wall,
How meekly sat the Holy Child,

And listen'd while the Doctors taught,
And question'd soft and mild.

2. He did His Father's work betimes,
He loved within His courts to stay,
While three long days the Mother mourned,
And sought Him by the way.

3. Let children learn what Jesus did,

And love to trace, with wond'ring eyes,
His perfect works, His holy ways,
Who was so early wise.

4. And let them ask of God in heaven
A spirit teachable and mild;
A simple heart to love and learn,
Like that sweet holy Child.

5. To God the Father glory be,
And to His sole begotten Son;
Glory, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,

While endless ages run.

Amen.

"Suffer little children to come unto Me."-S. Matt. xix. 14.

144 JESU, heaven's eternal King,

Once a tender Infant here;

Thron'd where angels' anthems ring,-
To Thy children's prayer give ear!

2. Thou Who didst, a lowly Child,

Love the teaching of the wise;

Teach us wisdom undefiled,
Skill to win the heavenly prize!
3. Thou to Whose embracing arms
We with holy vows were brought,
Keep us safe from sinful harms,

Pure in deed, and word, and thought.
4. When Thy death was drawing nigh,
Children's voices blessings poured:
Grant that in our Home on high
We may praise Thee, living Lord!
5. There, while endless ages run,
Singing with the angel-host,
Glory to the Three in One,

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost! Amen.

SCHOOL S.

"Train up a child in the way he should go, and when he is old he will not depart from it."-Prov. xxii. 6.

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Reproofs of instruction are the way of life."-Prov. vi. 23.

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How sweet the lily grows!

How sweet the breath beneath the hill

Of Sharon's dewy rose!

2. Lo, such the child whose early feet
The paths of peace have trod;

Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,
Is upward drawn to God.

3. By cool Siloam's shady rill,

The lily must decay;

The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away.

4. And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man's maturer age

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Will smite the soul with sorrow's power,
And stormy passions rage.

5. O Thou, Whose infant feet were found.
Within Thy Father's shrine,

Whose years, with changeless radiance
Were all alike divine;

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6. Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,
We seek Thy grace alone;

In childhood, manhood, age, and death,
O keep us still Thine own!

7. O Holy blessed Three in One,
To us Thy light be given,

That we the paths of death may shun,
And keep the way to heaven. Amen.

PROV. iii. 13-17.

146 HAPPY is the man who hears
Instruction's warning voice,

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice:

2. For she has treasures greater far
Than East or West unfold;
And her reward is more secure
Than is the gain of gold.

3. In her right hand she holds to view
A length of happy days;
True honour and enduring wealth,
Are what her left displays.

4. She guides the youth with innocence
True pleasure's path to tread;

A crown of glory she bestows
Upon the hoary head.