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Como join our Celebration, 1. Cone, join our celebration,

With ballowed songs of joy ; And on this glad occasion,

Your sweetest notes employ ; Parents and friends invited,

And teachers now are here, In purpose all united,

Our youthful hearts to cheer.

Millennium.

2. Thanks to the God of heaven

Kind guardian of our race-
For all the favors given,

Beneath his smiling face:
For health, and strength, and reason,

And friendship unalloyed;
And every pleasant season

In Sunday-schools enjoyed.

1. When shall the voice of singing

Flow joyfully along? When hill and valley ringing

With one triumphant song, Proclaim the contest ended,

And Him, who once was slain, Again to earth descended,

In righteousness to reign ?

8. Thanks for the kind protection

God's arm has thrown around;
And for that sweet affection,

He causes to abound,
In those who 're watching o'er us,

With many an anxious sigh,
And seeking to allure us

To peace and heavenly joy.

2. Then from the craggy mountains

The sacred shout shall fly;
And shady vales and fountains

Shall echo the reply;
High tower and lowly dwelling

Shall send the chorus round,
All hallelujah swelling

In one triumphant sound.

O Lamb of God,
O Lamb of God,

come, [ cone.
come, I come.

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4. Just as I am-poor, wretched, blind:

Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
Yea, all I need, in thee to find,

O I amb of God, I come.

Just as I am,

5. Just as I am, thou wilt receive,

Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because thy promise I believe

O Lamb of God, I come.

2. "T is there I'm always taught to pray

That God would bless me day by day;
And safely guard, and guide me still,

And help me to obey his will.
3. 'T is there I sing a Saviour's love,

Which brought him from his throne above,
And made him suffer, bleed, and die,

For sinful creatures, such as I. 4. From all the lessons I obtain,

May I a store of knowledge gain ;
And early seek my Saviour's face,

And gain from him supplies of grace. 6. And then, through life's remaining days,

I'll love to sing my Saviour's praise ;
And bless the kindness and the grace,

That brought me to this sacred place. 8

L. M.

The Cross of Christ.
1. WHEN I survey the wondrous cross

On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,

And pour contempt on all my pride. 2. See from his head, his hands, his feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down; Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

Or thorns compose so rich a crown! 3. Were the wbole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,

Demands my soul, my life, my all

The Lore of Jesus. 2. How kind is Jesus, O how good!

'Twas for my soul he shed his blood; For children's sake he was reviled,

For Jesus loves a little child. 8. When I offend, by thought or tongue,

Omit the right, or do the wrong;
If I repent, he's reconciled,

For Jesus loves a little child. 4. To me may Jesus now impart,

Although so young, a gracious heart;
Alas ! I'm oft by sin defiled,
Yet Jesus loves a little child.