2 Faith, perseverance, zeal,
Language of light and power,
Love, prompt to act, and quick to feel,
Marked thee, till life's last hour.

3 Now, toil and conflict o'er,

Go, take with saints thy place;
But go, as each hath gone before,
A sinner saved by grace.

4 Lord Jesus! to thy hands
Our pastor we resign;

And now we wait thine own commands:
We were not his, but thine.

5 Thou art thy church's head;

And when the members die,
Thou raisest others in their stead:
To thee we lift our eye.

6 On thee our hopes depend;

We gather round our rock;

Send whom thou wilt; but condescend
Thyself to feed thy flock.

7s.

SPECIAL HYMNS.

CHILDREN.

752.

Tune 11

GLORY to the Father give,
God in whom we move and live;
Children's prayers he deigns to hear,
Children's songs delight his ear.

2 Glory to the Son we bring,

Christ our prophet, priest, and king;
Children, raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for he was slain.

L. M.

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3 Glory to the Holy Ghost;
Be this day a Pentecost:
Children's minds may he inspire,
Touch their tongues with holy fire.
4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessed trinity,

For the Gospel from above,

For the word, that "God is love."

753.

THOUGH but a little child I am,

Tune 22,

Yet I may praise the slaughtered Lamb:
He loveth children tenderly,

He also loveth sinful me.

2 Yes, gracious Saviour, I believe
Thou wilt a little child receive;
For thou didst bless them formerly,
"Let children come to me."

And say,

3 Lord Jesus, unto me impart

A humble, meek, and docile heart;
Oh cleanse me in thy precious blood,
Shed in my heart thy love abroad.
4 Save me from liking what is ill,
Teach me to do thy holy will;

Each day prepare me through thy grace,
To meet thee, and behold thy face.

LORD Jesus, we bless thee that thou wast a child,

And hast us thereby unto God reconciled: We thank thee for suffering and dying in pain, For thy being buried and rising again.

2 We thank thee, that thou wilt the children permit

To offer their praises and songs at thy feet;

That thou, Lord, dost deign their petition to hear,

And always to help them and save them art

near.

3 Thou wilt be our Saviour, Redeemer, and friend,

Grant we may abide in thy love to the end: Oh, render us truly obedient to thee,

That we thy dear children forever may be.

C. M.

755.

HAPPY the children who betimes

Tune 14.

Have learned to know the Lord,
Who through his grace escape the crimes
Forbidden in his word.

2 Who early, by a living faith,
Have deep foundation laid
In Jesus' meritorious death;
Such need not be afraid.

3 Should they be early hence removed,
He will their souls receive;

L. M.

For they who Jesus here have loved,
With him shall ever live.

756.

I WILL a little pilgrim be,

Resolved alone to follow thee,

Tune 22,

Thou Lamb of God, who now art gone
Up to thy everlasting throne.

2 I will my heart to thee resign,
Thine only be; oh, be thou mine:
The world I leave and foolish play
To happiness to find the way.

3 My lips shall be employed to bless
The Lord who is my righteousness;
My pleasure, only to pursue

His steps, and his blest will to do.
4 So long I'll pray below to live,
Till I my pardon sealed receive;
I then, when Jesus calls, shall die,
Or rather live eternally.

C. M.

757.

I AM a little child, you see,
My strength is little too,
But yet I fain would savéd be;
Lord, teach me what to do.

Tune 14.

2 Thou, gracious Saviour, for my good
Wast pleased a child to be,

And thou didst shed thy precious blood
Upon the cross for me.

3 Come then, and take this heart of mine, Come take me as I am;

I know that I by right am thine,
Thou loving, gracious Lamb.

4 Low at thy feet, oh, may I bow,
Be thine, my Saviour, still;
In nothing bad myself allow,
Nor ever show self-will.

5 Preserve my little heart secure
From every hurt and stain;
First make it and then keep it pure,
And shut to all that 's vain.

6 If early thou wilt take me hence,
Oh, that no harm will be;

Since endless bliss will then commence,
When I shall live with thee.

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7 If thou wilt have me longer stay,
In years and stature grow;

Help me to serve thee night and day,
While I am here below.

8 Then, after walking in thy ways,
And serving thee in love,
Receive me to thyself in peace.
To sing thy praise above.

CHILDREN of Jerusalem
Sang the praise of Jesus' name;
Children, too, of later days,
Join to sing the Saviour's praise.
Hark! while infant voices sing
Loud hosannas to our king.

2 We have often heard and read
What the royal psalmist said:
Babes, and sucklings' artless lays
Shall proclaim the Saviour's praise.
Hark! while infant voices sing
Loud hosannas to our king.

3 We are taught to love the Lord,
We are taught to read His word,
We are taught the way to heaven :
Praise to God for all be given.

Hark! while infant voices sing
Loud hosannas to our king.

4 Parents, teachers, old and young,
All unite to swell the song;
Higher and yet higher rise,
Till hosannas reach the skies.

Hark! while infant voices sing
Loud hosannas to our king.