What can my poverty bestow, 3 But thou hast brethren here below, And wilt eonfess their humble names 4 In them thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, And in their accents of distress, 5 Thy face, with rev'rence and with love, O let us rather beg our bread 11. SUNDAY SCHOOLS. C. M. 666. The Importance of Educating Youth. BLEST is the man whose heart expand. At melting pity's call, 1 And the rich blessings of whose hands 2 Mercy, descending from above, O! may each tender bosom move 3 Be ours the bliss in wisdom's way And lead the mind that went astray 4 Children our kind protection claim, * Delightful work! young souls to win; 454 From the deceitful paths of sin. The honours of thy name be spread, The same. 1 NOW let cur hearts conspire to raise Children. 2 Teach us to bow before thy face, SO what a num'rous race we see, Children. 4 Give, Lord, each liberal soul to prove Congregation. 668. L. M. Congregation. 1 GREAT God, accept our songs of praise. Which we would to thy honour raise; 1 Bless our attempts to spread abroad 2 Next to our God, our thanks are due 3 We claim no merit of our own; Children. 4 Now we are taught to read and pray, 5 With those dear children, we'll unite; O may we meet around thy throne, Sunday School. Congregation. WHAT a pleasure 'tis to see To teach the rising race to know Children. 2 O what a privilege is this, We're taught the path to endless day→→→→ To God let highest praise be giv'n; Congregation. 3 Lord, thou hast said, in sacred page, Children. Let blessings in abundance flow Chorus. To God, let highest praise be giv❜n, 670. Sunday School. C. M. Boys. 1 ONCE more we keep the sacred day That saw the Saviour rise; Once more we tune our infant song Girls. 2 What numbers vainly spend these hours, That are to Jesus due! Children and parents, how they live! Boys. 3 But we, a happier few, are taught Girls. Our foolish hearts are prone to err; O may the God of grace forgive, Boys. 5 Teach us the way, while here we learn Both. 6 Praise to our God, and thanks to those 671. 2 ३ S. M. Boys. LORD, in the days of youth And learn the word of sacred truth, The Saviour's dying love! Girls. Our moments haste away, Boys. While some are never taught We bless the Lord that we are brought |