What can my poverty bestow,
When all the worlds are thine?
3 But thou hast brethren here below,
The partners of thy grace;
And wilt eonfess their humble names
Before thy Father's face.
4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed,
And visited and cheer'd;
And in their accents of distress,
My Saviour's voice is heard.
5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love,
We in thy poor would see;
O let us rather beg our bread
Than keep it back from thee.
666. The Importance of Educating Youth. BLEST is the man whose heart expand. At melting pity's call,
And the rich blessings of whose hands
Like heavenly manna fall.
2 Mercy, descending from above,
In softest accents pleads;
O! may each tender bosom move
When mercy intercedes.
3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way
To guide untutor❜d youth,
And lead the mind that went astray
To virtue and to truth.
4 Children our kind protection claim,
And God will well approve,
When infants learn to lisp his name,
And their Creator love.
* Delightful work! young souls to win;
And turn the rising race
From the deceitful paths of sin.
To seek redeeming grace.
6 Almighty God! thy influence shed
To aid this good design:
The honours of thy name be spread,
And all the glory thine.
1 NOW let cur hearts conspire to raise
A cheerful anthem to thy praise:
Let music, sweet as incense, risc
With grateful odours to the skies.
2 Teach us to bow before thy face,
Nor let our hearts forget thy grace;
When lost in ignorance we lay,
Thy goodness snatch'd our souls away
Congregation.
SO what a num'rous race we see,
In ignorance and misery!
Shall they continue still to lie
In ignorance and misery?
4 Give, Lord, each liberal soul to prove
The joys of thine exhaustless love;
May we the sacred scriptures know,
And like the blessed Jesus grow.
Congregation.
5 We feel a sympathizing heart;
Lord, 'tis a pleasure to impart,
Hear thou our cry, and pitying see,
O let these children live to thee.
1 GREAT God, accept our songs of praise. Which we would to thy honour raise;
Bless our attempts to spread abroad
The knowledge of our Saviour God.
Children.
2 Next to our God, our thanks are due
To those who did compassion show,
In kindly pointing out the road,
That leads to Christ, the way to God.
Congregation.
3 We claim no merit of our own;
Great God, the work is thine alone!
Thou didst at first our hearts incline
To carry on this great design.
4 Now we are taught to read and pray,
To hear God's word, to keep his day;
Lord, here accept the thanks we bring-
Our infant tongues thy praise would sing
Congregation.
5 With those dear children, we'll unite;
Their songs inspire us with delight;
Lord, while on earth we sing thy love,
May angels join the notes above.
O may we meet around thy throne,
To sing thy praise in strains unknown.
Sunday School.
Congregation.
WHAT a pleasure 'tis to see
Christians in harmony agree,
To teach the rising race to know
They're born in sin, expos'd to wo!
2 O what a privilege is this,
That we obtain so rich a grace!
We're taught the path to endless day→→→→
We're taught to read, to sing, and pray.
Chorus.
To God let highest praise be giv'n;
Hark! how the echo sounds from heaven
Come, let us with the angels join-
Glory to God, good will to men.
3 Lord, thou hast said, in sacred page,
That children are thy heritage:
Accept them, bless them with thy grace,
Till they above behold thy face.
Let blessings in abundance flow
On all around us here below;
May we our benefactors meet,
Around Jehovah's blissful seat,
To God, let highest praise be giv❜n,
Hark! how, &c.
1 ONCE more we keep the sacred day
That saw the Saviour rise;
Once more we tune our infant song
To him that rules the skies.
2 What numbers vainly spend these hours, That are to Jesus due!
Children and parents, how they live!
And how they perish too!
3 But we, a happier few, are taught
The ways of heavenly truth;
We hail once more the plan of love
That pities wand'ring youth.
Our foolish hearts are prone to err;
Too oft we find it so;
O may the God of grace forgive,
And better hearts bestow.
5 Teach us the way, while here we learn
To read thy holy word;
Bless all the kind instructions giv'n,
And make us thine, O Lord,
6 Praise to our God, and thanks to those
Who thus our souls befriend;
While the rich benefit we reap,
On them thy blessing send,
LORD, in the days of youth
May we in grace improve;
And learn the word of sacred truth,
The Saviour's dying love!
Our moments haste away,
With ev'ry heaving breath;
And swiftly hastens on the day,
When we must sink in death.
While some are never taught
The way of God with care;
We bless the Lord that we are brought
To this thine house of pray'r.
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