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! From little ones to Jesus brought,
Hosanna now be heard ;
To lisp that lovely word.
And spread from plain to plain, While louder, sweeter, clearer still,
Woods echo to the strain.
O’er earth and ocean fly,
And heaven to earth, reply.
Hosanna to our King :
Let all the children sing.
C. M. Children recalling the example of Jesus. HEN Jesus left his Father's throne,
He chose an humble birth; And, all unhonour'd and unknown,
He came to dwell on earth.
In wisdom's paths of peace ;
As years and strength increase. 3 Sweet were his words, and kind his look,
When mothers round him press'd; 'Their infants in his arms he took,
And on his boson blest. 4 Safe from the world's alluring charms,
Beneath his watchful eye, Thus, in the circle of his arms,
May we forever lie.
1014 26th P. M. 76, 76, 76, 76.
We come, with simple measures,
To chant thy love divine.
Their voice of thanks would raise ;
Our song of grateful praise.
Love's written word of truth,
To guide our steps in youth;
The tale of Calvary ;
From sin and sorrow free.
0! teach us how to pray,
May tread life's onward way;
We hope to meet again,
Forever praise thy Name. 1015
Hosanna to the Son of David.
Which echo thus from Salem's
3 Nor these alone their voice shall raise
Children in heaven.
THERE is a glorious world of light,
Where saints departed, clothed in white,
Adore the Lord most high.
Those heavenly voices raise,
Unite in perfect praise. 3 These are the hymns that we shall know,
If Jesus we obey;
If found in wisdom's way.
Our mortal frame decay ; Children and teachers, one by one,
Must die and pass away. 5 Great God, impress this serious thought,
To-day, on every breast;
May dwell among the blest.
1st P. M. 6 lines 8s. Unfaithfulness acknowledged and lamented.
GOD, thy righteousness we own;
Judgment is at thy house begun; With humble awe thy rod we hear, And guilty in thy sight appear ; We cannot in thy judgment stand, But sink beneath thy mighty hand. 2 Our mouth as in the dust we lay, And still for mercy, mercy pray; Unworthy to behold thy face, Unfaithful stewards of thy grace, Our sin and wickedness we own, And deeply for acceptance groan. 3 We have not, Lord, thy gifts improved, But basely from thy statutes roved; Yet do not drive us from thy face, A stiff-neck'd and hard-hearted race: The melting power of love impart; Soften the marble of our heart.
Thy mourning people bend: 'Tis on thy sov'reign grace alone
Qar humble hopes depend. 2 Tremendous judgments from thy hand
Thy dreadful power display; Yet mercy spares this guilty land,
And yet we live to pray.
3 And why, great God, are we thus spared,
Ungrateful as we are ?
While mercy cries,—Forbear !
By thine almighty grace;
And ever seek thy face. 5 Hear thou our prayers, and grant us aid ;
Bid wars forever cease :
And bless our land with peace. 1019
9th P. M. 87, 87. Pardon implored for national sins. READ Jehovah ! God of nations !
From thy temple in the skies, Hear thy people's supplications ;
Now for their deliv'rance rise.
In thy holy place we bend;
Hear us, spare us, and defend. 3 Though our sins, our hearts confoundiny, Long
and loud for vengeance call, Thou hast mercy more abounding;
Jesus' blood can cleanse them all. 4 Let that mercy veil transgression;
Let that blood our guilt efface : Save thy people from oppression; i
Save from spoil thy holy place. 1020
Whose judgments yet delay;
And gives us time to pray.