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SAVIOUR ! who Thy flock art feeding,

With the shepherd's kindest care,
All the feeble gently leading,

While the lambs Thy bosom share ; 2 Now, these little ones receiving

Fold them in Thy gracious arm;
There, we know, Thy word believing,

Only there, secure from harm. 3 Never, from Thy pasture roving,

Let'them be the lion's prey ;
Let Thy tenderness, so loving,

Keep them all life's dangerous way: 4 Then, within Thy fold eternal,

Let them find a resting-place,
Feed in pastures ever vernal,
Drink the rivers of Thy grace.

W. A. Muhlenburg.


C. M. By cool Siloam's shady rill,

How fair the lily grows; How sweet the breath, beneath the hill,

Of Sharon's dewy rose ! 2 Lo, such the child whose early feet

The paths of peace have trod, Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,

Is upward drawn to God. 3 By cool Siloam's shady rill

The lily must decay ;
The rose that blooms beneath the hill

Must shortly fade away.

4 And soon, too soon the wintry hour

Of man's maturer age Will shake the soul with sorrow's power,

And stormy passion's rage.

5 O Thou, whose infant feet were found

Within Thy Father's shrine, Whose years with changeless virtue crowned,

Were all alike divine :

6 Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,

We seek Thy grace alone,
In childhood, manhood, age, and death,

To keep us still Thine own.

R. Heber.

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GRACIOUS Saviour, gentle shepherd,

Children all are dear to Thee ;
Gathered with Thine arms, and carried

In Thy bosom, may they be ;
Sweetly, fondly, safely tended,

From all want and danger free.

2 Let Thy holy word instruct them ;

Fill their minds with heavenly light;
Let Thy love and grace constrain them,

To approve whate'er is right;
Let them feel Thy yoke is easy,

Let them prove Thy burden light. 3 Taught to lisp Thy holy praises

Which on earth Thy children sing,
With, both lips and hearts, unfeigned,

Glad thank-offerings may they bring ;
Then with all Thy saints in glory,
Join to praise their Lord and King.

H. Bateman.


C. M.
SEE, Israel's gentle shepherd stands,

With all engaging charms;
Hark, how He calls the tender lambs,

And folds them in His arms !

2 “Permit them to approach,” He cries,

Nor scorn their humble name;
For 't was to bless such souls as these,

The Lord of angels came.”

3 We bring them, Lord, in thankful hands,

And yield them up to Thee;
Joyful that we ourselves are Thine,
Thine let our offspring be.

P. Doddridge.


SHEPHERD of tender youth,
Guiding in love and truth,

Through devious ways ;
Christ our triumphant King,
We come Thy name to sing,
And here our children bring

To shout Thy praise.
2 Thou art our holy Lord,
The all-subduing Word,

Healer of strife ;
Thou didst Thyself abase,
That from sin's deep disgrace
Thou mightest save our race,

And give us life.

3 Thou art the great High Priest ;
Thou hast prepared the feast

Of heavenly love :

In all our mortal pain
None call on Thee in vain ;
Help Thou didst not disdain,

Help from above.
4 Ever be Thou our guide,
Our shepherd and our pride,

Our staff and song ;
Jesus, Thou Christ of God,
By Thy perennial word,
Lead us where Thou hast trod,

Make our faith strong.
5 So now, and till we die,
Sound we Thy praises high,

And joyful sing;
Let all the holy throng
Who to Thy church belong,
Unite and swell the song

To Christ our King !
This beautiful hymn from the third book of Clement of
Alexandria, is said to be the earliest known hymn of the
Primitive Christian Church. Tr. H. M. Dexter.

L. M. 81. ARM these Thy soldiers, mighty Lord, With shield of faith and Spirit's sword, Forth to the battle may they go And boldly fight against the foe, With banner of the cross unfurled, And by it overcome the world ; And so at last receive from Thee

The palm and crown of victory. 2 Come, ever-blessed Spirit, come,

And make Thy servants' hearts Thy home;
May each a living temple be
Hallow'd forever, Lord, to Thee ;
Enrich that temple's holy shrine
With sevenfold gifts of grace Divine ;
With wisdom, light, and knowledge bless
Strength, counsel, fear, and godliness.

3 0 Trinity in Unity

One only God, and Persons Three ; In whom, thro' whom, by whom we live, · To Thee we praise and glory give; O grant us so to use Thy grace, That we may see Thy glorious face, And ever with the heavenly host, Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

C. Wordsworth.


S. M.
STAND, soldier of the cross,

Thy high allegiance claim,
And vow to hold the world but loss

For Thy Redeemer's name.

2 Arise, and be baptized,

And wash thy sins away ;
Thy league with God be solemnized,

Thy faith avouched to-day.

3 No more thine own, but Christ's ;

With all the saints of old,
Apostles, seers, evangelists,

And martyr-throngs enrolled :

4 In God's whole armor strong,

Front hell's embattled powers :
The warfare may be sharp and long,

The victory must be ours.
5 O bright the conqueror's crown,

The song of triumph sweet,
When faith casts every trophy down
At our great captain's feet!

E. H. Bickersteth.

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