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I.

ALL

Praise.

LL that's good and great and true,
All that is and is to be,

Be it old or be it new,

Comes, O Father, comes from Thee.

2. Mercies dawn with every day,

Newer, brighter, than before,
And the sun's declining ray
Layeth others up in store.

3. Not a bird that doth not sing
Sweetest praises to Thy Name,
Not an insect on the wing

But Thy wonders doth proclaim.
4. Far and near, o'er land and sea,
Mountain top and wooded dell,
All in singing, sing of Thee,
Songs of love ineffable.

5. May we all, with songs of praise,
Whilst on earth, Thy name adore,
Till with angel choirs we raise
Songs of praise for evermore.

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I.

My Life.

7.7.7.7.

Godfrey Thring.

C.M.

GOD

OD make my life a little light,
Within the world to glow;

A little flame that burneth bright,

Wherever I may go.

2. God make my life a little flower,
That giveth joy to all,

Content to bloom in native bower,
Although its place be small.

3. God make my life a little song,
That comforteth the sad;

That helpeth others to be strong,
And makes the singer glad.

4. God make my life a little staff
Whereon the weak may rest,

That so what health and strength I have
May serve my neighbours best.

5. God make my life a little hymn
Of tenderness and praise;
Of faith-that never waxeth dim,
In all His wondrous ways.

M. B. Edwards.

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I.

Our Hearts.

WE bring, O Lord, our hearts to Thee,

O make them truly Thine;

Fill them with love and purity,

With light and life divine.

2. We know not in what words to pray
To Thee so great and wise;

But Thou dost hear each word we say,
And Thou dost hear our sighs.

3. For when his loving children speak,
A father loves to hear;

As loving children, Lord, we seek
Our Father ever near.

4. O Father, we have nothing brought
But these, our hearts, to Thee;

O make us Thine in deed and thought,
Thine evermore to be.

C.M.

Thomas Sadler.

882.

Children's Worship.

I. LORD, this day Thy children meet,
In Thy courts with willing feet;

Unto Thee this day they raise
Grateful hearts in hymns of praise.

2. Not alone the day of rest

With Thy worship shall be blest;
In our pleasure and our glee,
Lord, we would remember Thee.
3. Help us unto Thee to pray,
Hallowing our happy day!
From Thy presence thus to win
Hearts all pure and free from sin.
4. All our pleasures here below,
Saviour, from Thy mercy flow:
Little children Thou dost love,
Draw our hearts to Thee above.

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75.

I. GOD, who hath made the daisies,
And ev'ry lovely thing,

He will accept our praises,
And hearken while we sing.
He says, though we are simple,
Though ignorant we be,

"Suffer the little children,

And let them come to Me."

2. Though we are young and simple,
In praise we may be bold;
The children in the temple,

He heard in days of old:

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And if our hearts are humble,

He says to you and me, "Suffer the little children,

And let them come to me."

3. Therefore, we will come near Him,
And solemnly we'll sing;

No cause to shrink or fear Him,
We'll make our voices ring;

For in our temple speaking,

He says to you and me, "Suffer the little children,

And let them come to Me."

E. Paxton Hood.

Guidance.

I. FATHER, lead me day by day,

Ever in Thine own sweet way;

Teach me to be pure and true,
Show me what I ought to do.

2. When in danger, make me brave;

Make me know that Thou canst save;
Keep me safe by Thy dear side;
Let me in Thy love abide.

3. When I'm tempted to do wrong,

Make me steadfast, wise, and strong;

And, when all alone I stand,

Shield me with Thy mighty hand.

4. When my heart is full of glee,
Help me to remember Thee,-
Happy most of all to know
That my Father loves me so.

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5. When my work seems hard and dry,

May I press on cheerily ;

Help me patiently to bear

Pain and hardship, toil and care.

6. May I see the good and bright
When they pass before my sight;
May I hear the heavenly voice
When the pure and wise rejoice.
7. May I do the good I know,

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Be Thy loving child below,
Then at last go home to Thee,
Evermore Thy child to be.

J. P. Hopps.

What can we do for Jesus' Sake.

WE

E are but little children weak,
Nor born in any high estate;
What can we do for Jesus' sake,

Who is so high and good and great?

2. O, day by day, each Christian child
Has much to do, without, within;
A death to die for Jesus' sake,
A weary war to wage with sin.

3. When deep within our swelling hearts
The thoughts of pride and anger rise,
When bitter words are on our tongues,
And tears of passion in our eyes;

4. Then we may stay the angry blow,
Then we may check the hasty word,
Give gentle answers back again,

And fight a battle for our Lord.

L.M.