through Jesus Christ Thy Son, our Lord and Saviour, who liveth and reigneth with Thee and Thy Holy Spirit, ever one God, world without end. Amen.

FOR SUNDAY MORNING..

LORD God, who dwellest on high, and yet hearest the prayers of us Thy servants upon earth. Fit our hearts to worship Thee in Thy House. Pour into them the spirit of grace and supplication, the spirit of wisdom and understanding. Preserve us from wandering thoughts and all irreverence of mind and body, that our prayers may, with those of Thy whole Church, come up unto Thee with acceptance, through Jesus Christ. Amen.

FOR SUNDAY EVENING.

ACCEPT, O Lord, the praises, and return a

gracious answer to the prayers of Thy Church, which have been offered unto Thee this day. And of Thine infinite goodness grant to us, and to all Thy people every where, that whatsoever good instructions we have learned from Thy word, we may carefully remember and diligently follow: and whatever good de

sires Thou hast put into any of our hearts, we humbly beg that by the assistance of Thy grace we may bring the same to good effect; and may daily increase in the knowledge and love of Thee our God, and of Thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.

JOHN HENRY FARKER, Oxford and LONDON.

MORNING AND EVENING HYMNS

FOR A YOUNG PERSON.

A MORNING HYMN FOR A YOUNG PERSON.

THE Sun is on his way,

The lark is up on high,

And bright and fair the new-born day
Laughs from the morning sky.

I too would laugh and sing,

But not with earth-born mirth, And run Thy way, O heavenly King, Glad of my glorious birth,

Thy child,-by grace Thy child,—
I praise Thee, bounteous Lord!
Praise Thee for slumber soft and mild,
Praise Thee for light restor❜d;

Praise Thee for heavenly light

Pour'd on a world forlorn,

For glimpses, through the grave's drear night, Of the everlasting morn;

Praise Thee for sin forgiven,

And for Thy Spirit's grace,

Praise Thee for Him who came from Heaven

That we might see Thy face;

Praise Thee for friends on earth,
Thy bounteous gifts to me,
My mother's love, my father's worth,
My sister's infant glee.

Lord, keep me in Thy fear

Throughout the livelong day: Teach me with awe Thy voice to hear, And, hearing, to obey.

Let my first years be thine;

Be thine my latest breath;

So shall my face, like Stephen's, shine, A sunset bright, in death.

To Thee all praise be given,
Thou who art God alone,

Creator, Spirit sent from Heaven,

And Saviour,-Three in One.

AN EVENING HYMN FOR A YOUNG PERSON.

THE Sun hath sunk to rest,

And darkness shrouds the air:
Lord, listen to Thy child's request,
And hear my Evening prayer.

Forgive whate'er of ill

Thy watchful eye hath seen,
In word, in work, in thought, in will,

In temper, and in mien.

To grow as Jesus grew,

To choose the better part,

Teach me. Thy likeness clear and true

Print on my life and heart.

Let blessings from above

Rest on my parents dear;

Fill my sweet sister's breast with love,
My brother's with Thy feara.

Or thus, if the case required the alteration,
"My own with holy fear."