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My God, to Thee I pray;

O make me learn, whilst I am young, How I may cleanse my way.

Now, in my early days,

Teach me Thy will to know: O God, Thy sanctifying grace Betimes on me bestow.

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Unite it to Thyself alone,

And make me wholly Thine.

O let Thy word of grace

My warmest thoughts employ ;

Be this, through all my following days, My treasure and my joy.

6 To what Thy laws impart,

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Be my whole soul inclined;

O let them dwell within my heart, And sanctify my mind.

May Thy young servant learn By these to cleanse his way: And may I here the path discern That leads to endless day. Amen.

JOHN FAWCETT.

To Thee, our God and King,
We glad hosannas raise;

O deign to hear our voices sing
The honours of Thy praise.

Command Thy blessing, Lord,
On all assembled here:

And may we still Thy grace record
Through every circling year.

Amen.

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. dim 3 Help us unto Thee to pray, Hallowing our happy day;

From Thy presence thus to win, Hearts all pure and free from sin. mf 4 All our pleasures here below, Saviour, from Thy mercy flow; Little children Thou dost love; Draw our hearts to Thee above. 5 Make, O Lord, our childhood shine With all lowly grace like Thine! cr Then through all eternity f We shall live in heaven with Thee. Amen.

W. WALSHAM HOW.

Mrs. WATTS HUGHES.

A-men.

And oft around them see
Their labours crowned by Thee,
God bless our school.

f 3 So may our school increase
In knowledge, love, and peace,
God bless our school.
And while death's arrows fly,
And honoured teachers die,
Their places still supply,

God bless our school. Amen.

A. MIDLANE.

like ships on the sea,

So swiftly the years of our pilgrimage [we shall lie; In the grave of our fathers, how soon Dear children, to day to the Saviour fly. 2 How sweet are the flowerets in April and May; [away;

the Lord, [His word; He lived in His smile, and rejoiced in So most of God's children are early

brought nigh,;

O seek Him in youth, to the Saviour fly. 4 Do you ask for life's pleasure? then lean on His breast, [rest;

For there the sin-laden and weary find In the valley of deathyou will triumph

ROBERT M'C CHEYNE.