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TRIBUTE OF PRAISE. 7s & 6s.
1. We bring no glittering trea-sures, No gems from earth's deep mine; We come, with simple
measures, To chant thy love di - vine.
O Lord, thy fa-vors shar - ing, Our voice of thanks we
raise; Father, ac
- cept our offer - ing, Our song of grateful praise, Our song of grateful praise.
Love's written word of truth,
To guide our steps in youth.
The tale of Calvary ;
From sin and sorrow free.
Tribute of Praise.
3. Saviour, bestow thy blessing;
Oh, teach us how to pray;
We'll hope to meet again;
We 'll join to praise thy name.
HYMNS TO THE TUNE “TRIBUTE OF PRAISE.”
4. May God, with many a blessing,
Reward their toil and care; And hear them while addressing
His throne in fervent prayer:
Our youthful spirits bow;
Our inmost souls endow.
78 & 6s. 3
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.
2. Thanks to the God of heaven
Kind guardian of our race-
Beneath his smiling face:
And friendship unalloyed;
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;
He causes to abound,
With many an anxious sigh,
To peace and heavenly joy.
2. Then from the craggy mountains
The sacred shout shall fly;
Shall echo the reply;
Shall send the chorus round,
In one triumphant sound.
thee, whose blood can cleanse each spot, Fight - ings and fears with - in, with - out
O Lamb of God,
come, [ cone.
Sight, riches, healing of the mind,
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.
HYMNS TO THE TUNE “WOODWORTH.”
Just as I am, thy love, I own,
O Lamb of God! I come !
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Mourning with Submission.
The flowing tear, the heaving sigh
When tender friends and kindred die. 2. Yet not one anxious, murmuring thought
Should with our mourning passions blend; Nor would our bleeding hearts forget
Th’ almighty, ever-living Friend. & Beneath a numerous train of ills,
Our feeble flesh and heart may fail;
. 4 Our Father God! to thee we look,
Our Rock, our Portion and our Friend;
Our sinking souls shall still depend.
2. "T is there I'm always taught to pray
That God would bless me day by day;
And help me to obey his will.
Which brought him from his throne above,
For sinful creatures, such as I. 4. From all the lessons I obtain,
May I a store of knowledge gain ;
And gain from him supplies of grace. 6. And then, through life's remaining days,
I'll love to sing my Saviour's praise ;
That brought me to this sacred place. 8
The Cross of Christ.
On which the Prince of glory died,
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;
Demands my soul, my life, my all
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Love of the Sabbath,
For then I rise and quit my home;
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;
For Jesus loves a little child. 4. To me may Jesus now impart,
Although so young, a gracious heart;
The Lambs of Jesus.
But children that believe and pray?
And seek a heavenly dwelling-place ! 2. The lambs of Jesus ! they are meek,
The words of peace and truth they speak;
And, like their Lord, of gentle mind 3. The lambs of Ji sus! oh! that we
Might of that blessed number be!