4 When at thine awful bar they stand, 474 Teachers' Meeting. L. M. INDULGENT God of love and power, Be with us at this solemn hour! 475 BLEST Pleasure of Teaching. C. M. is the man whose heart expands At melting pity's call, And the rich blessings of whose hands, 2 Mercy, descending from above, 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way And lead the mind that went astray 4 Children our kind protection claim, When infants learn to lisp his name, 5 Delightful work! young souls to win From the deceitful paths of sin, 6 Almighty God! thy influence shed The honours of thy name be spread, 476 1 WHERE two or three together meet, My love and mercy to repeat, 2 Make one in this assembly, Lord, 477 Prayer for Children. L. M. LORD! encouraged by thy grace, 2 Remove from them each stain of guilt, 3 We ask not for them earthly bliss, Or earthly honours, wealth, or fame; The sum of our desires is this, That they may love and fear thy name 2 3 478 Death of a Teacher. WEEP, little children, weep, A teacher gone before; For those that loved to see his face Yet all whom once he taught S. M And seek the blessedness he sought, Grieve, brother teachers! grieve; 4 His eye, his voice, his hand 5 Christ's soldiers from their youth. 479 Farewell to a Teacher. L. M. 1 DEAR partner of our hopes and fears, And wilt thou here no longer dwell, To share our toils, and joys, and tears? 2 Yes, thou must fill thy future lot, Far from thy fond ana cherished friends; But not to be by us forgot While life its beating pulses spends. 3 We'll think of thee amid the scene 4 We'll think of thee whene'er we meet, Whilst thou, dear friend, art wanting 5 We'll think of thee around the board 6 Lord, let thy care his footsteps guard, CHRISTIAN LIFE AND EXPERIENCE. 480 Idols. S. M. AH' whither should I go, Burdened, and sick, and faint; To whom should I my troubles show, And pour out my complaint? 2 My Saviour bids me come; 3 Ah! why do I delay? He calls the weary sinner home, What is it keeps me back, From which I cannot part? Which will not let the Saviour take 4 Some cursed thing unknown 6 5 Jesus! the hinderance show, L. M Lost and undone, for aid I flee: Weary of earth, myself, and sin; Open thine arms, and take me in. 2 Pity and heal my sin-sick soul; 'Tis thou alone canst make me whole; Dark, till in me thine image shine, And lost I am till thou art mine. 3 The mansion for thyself prepare, Dispose my heart by entering there; 'Tis this alone can make me clean; "Tis this alone can cast out sin. 4 What shall I say thy grace to move? God our Portion. THOU C. M. HOU art my portion, O my God, My heart makes haste to obey thy word, |