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5 We join the hosts around Thy throne, Who once, like us, the desert trod; And thus we make their song our ownHosanna to the Son of God!
947 There was darkness over all the
land.-Matt. 27, 45.
O, at noon tis sudden night! Darkness covers all the sky! Rocks are rending at the sight!Children, can you tell me why? What can all these wonders be?Jesus dies on Calvary!
2 Nailed upon the cross, behold
They have made Him one of thorn!
3 See, the blood is falling fast
Children, shall I tell you why
Jesu's condescends to die?
4 You were wretched, weak, and vile,
5 Come, then, children, come and see;
Help a guilty sinner," say;
Thou didst condescend to die."
948 And Jesus increased in favour with
God and man.-Luke 2, 52.
ESUS Christ my Lord and Saviour,
O that in my whole behaviour,
2 All my nature is unholy,
Pride and passion dwell within;
Of His precepts any more;
949 Bring forth therefore fruits meet
for repentance.-Matt. 3, 8.
1 F Jesus Christ was sent
2 Tis not enough to say,
"We're sorry, and repent." Yet still go on from day to day, Just as we always went.
Repentance is, to leave
The sins we loved before,
And show that we in earnest grieve,
Lord, make us thus sincere,
To watch as well as pray;
However small, however dear,
Lord, teach us to pray.-Luke 11, 1.
1 LORD, teach a little child to pray,
And grant Thy Holy Spirit may
2. A sinful creature I was born,
3 But Christ can all my sins forgive,
4 To Him let little children come,
5 For all who early seek His face
Jesus shall guide them by His grace, To dwell with Him above.
951 I will be a Father unto you
2 Cor. 6, 18.
1 GREAT God, and wilt Thou con
To be my Father and my Friend? I, a poor child, and Thou so high, The Lord of earth, and air, and sky? 2 Art Thou my Father? canst Thou bear To hear my poor imperfect prayer? Or wilt Thou listen to the praise, Which such a little one can raise ? 3 Art Thou my Father? let me be. A meek, obedient child to Thee: And try in word, and deed, and thought, To serve and please Thee as I ought. 4 Art Thou my Father? then at last When all my days on earth are past, Send down and take me in Thy love, To be Thy better child above.
952 Trees of righteousness, the planting
of the Lord.-Isa. 61, 3.
Y cool Siloam's shady rill,
How sweet the breath beneath the hill,
And such the child whose early feet
Whose secret heartwith influence sweet.
2 By cool Siloam's shady rill, The lily must decay:
The rose that blooms beneath the hill
And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
May shake the soul with sorrow's power.
3 O Thou, whose infancy was found With heavenly rays to shine,
Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned,
Were all alike divine:
Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,
In childhood, manhood, age, and death,
953 My Father, Thou art the guide of
my youth.-Jer. 3, 4.
EAR we not a voice from heaven, To the listening spirit given? Children, come! it seems to say: Give your hearts to Me to-day. 2 Lord, we would remember Thee, While from pain and sorrow free; While our day is in its dew, And the clouds of life are few. 3 Then, when night and age appear, Thou wilt chase each doubt and fear; Thou our glorious Leader be,
When the stars shall fade and flee.
4 Now to Thee, O Lord, we come,
954 Wherewithal shall a young man
cleanse his way ?-Ps. 119, 9.
ITH humble heart and tongue,
O make me learn, whilst I am young,
2 Now in my early days,
Make an unguarded youth
Help me to choose the way of truth,
My warmest thoughts employ;
Be this, through all my following days,
To what Thy laws impart
Be my whole soul inclined;
O let them dwell within my heart
May Thy young servant learn
9550 satisfy us early with Thy mercy,
-Ps. 90, 14.
NOW that my journey's just begun,
I'll stay before I further run,
2 And lest I should be ever led,
3 What sorrows may my steps attend,
But if the Lord will be my friend
4 And Lord, whatever grief or ill
Make me submissive to Thy will,