4 Lord, if thou didst the wish infuse, A vessel fitted for thy use

Into thy hands receive:

Work in me both to will and do:
And show them how believers true,
And real Christians live.

5 With all-sufficient grace supply,
And lo! I come to testify

The wonders of thy name!

Which saves from sin, the world, and hell
Whose virtue every heart may feel,
And every tongue proclaim.

6 A sinner, sav'd myself from sin,
I come my family to win,

To preach their sins forgiv'n;
Children, and wife, and servants seize,
And through the paths of pleasantness,
Conduct them all to heav'n.

Canada.] HYMN 517. L. M.

FIRST PART.

of all,

For whom was made whatever is;
Who hast entrusted to our care,

A candidate for glorious bliss:

2 Poor worms of earth, to thee we cry, For grace to guide what grace has giv'n: We ask for wisdom from on high,

To train our infants up for heav'n.

3 We tremble at the danger near,

And crowds of wretched parents see, Who blindly fond, their children rear In tempers far as hell from thee.

4 Themselves the slaves of sense and praise, Their babes they pamper and admire :

And make the helpless infants pass

To murderer Moloch, through the fire.

SECOND PART.

1 OR if thou grant a longer date,

With res❜lute wisdom us endue,
To point him out his lost estate,
His dire apostasy to show:

2 To time our ev'ry smile or frown,

To mark the bounds of good and ill:
And beat the pride of nature down,
Or bend or break his rising will.
3 Him let us tend severely kind,

As guardians of his giddy youth:
As set to form his tender mind,
By principles of virtuous truth.
4 To fit his soul for heav'nly grace;

Discharge the Christian parent's part: And keep him till thy love takes place, And Jesus rises in his heart.

Lyminge.] HYMN 518. 6 lines 8's.

1

APTAIN of our salvation, take
The we

The souls we here present to thee.

And fit for thy great service make
These heirs of immortality:
And let them in thine image rise,
And then transplant to Paradise.
2 Unspotted from the world and pure,
Preserve them for thy glorious causè,
Accustom'd daily to endure

The welcome burden of thy cross.
Inur'd to toil and patient pain,
Till all thy perfect mind they gain.

3 Our sons henceforth be wholly thine,
And serve and love thee all their days;

Infuse the principle divine

In all who here expect thy grace;
Let each improve the grace bestow'd:
Rise every child a man of God.
4 Train up thy hardy soldiers, Lord,

1

2

3

4

5

In all their Captain's steps to tread! Or send them to proclaim thy word,

Thy Gospel through the world to spread : Freely as they receive to give,

And preach the death by which we live.

Shirland.] HYMN 519. S. M.

T

THE pow'r to bless my house,
Belongs to God alone;

Yet rend'ring him my constant vows;
He sends his blessings down.

Shall I not then engage

My house to serve the Lord,

To search the soul-converting page.
And feed upon his word:

To ask with faith and hope
The grace his Spir't supplies,
In pray'r and praise to offer up
Their daily sacrifice?

Let each his sin eschew

Through thy restraining grace,

Our father Abr'ham's steps pursue,
And walk in all thy ways.

Saviour of men, incline

The hearts which thou hast made,

Which thou hast bought with blood divine,

To ask thy promis'd aid.

6

Me and my house receive,

Thy family t' increase,

And let us in thy favour live,

And let us die in peace.

451

BIRTHDAY.

Kingsworth.] HYMN 520. 4 6's & 2 8's.

1

2

3

4

5

G

OD of my life, to thee
My cheerful soul I raise!
Thy goodness bade me be,
And still prolongs my days;

I see my natal hour return,
And bless the day that I was born.

A clod of living earth,

I glorify thy name,

From whom alone my birth, And all my blessings came; Creating and preserving grace, Let all that is within me praise.

Long as I live beneath,

To thee, O let me live!
To thee my every breath

In thanks and praises give!
Whate'er I have, whate'er I am,
Shall magnify my Maker's Name.

My soul and all its powers,
Thine, wholly thine shall be ;
All, all my happy hours

I consecrate to thee;

Me to thine image now restore,
And I shall praise thee evermore.

I wait thy will to do,

As angels do in heaven :
In Christ a creature new,
Most graciously forgiven:

I wait thy perfect will to prove.
All sanctify'd by spotless love.

6'

1

Then when the work is done,
The work of faith with power.
Receive thy favour'd son,

In death's triumphant hour,
Like Moses to thyself convey,
And kiss my raptur'd soul away.

Banquet.] HYMN 521. 11's & 9's

A

WAY with our fears! The glad morning appears,

When an heir of salvation was born! From Jehovah I came, For his glory I am, And to him I with singing return.

2 Thee, Jesus, alone, The Fountain I own,
Of my life and felicity here:

And cheerfully sing My Redeemer and King,
Till his sign in the heavens

appear.

3 With thanks I rejoice in thy fatherly choice Of my state and condition below:

If of parents I came, Who honour'd thy name, 'Twas thy wisdom appointed it so.

4 I sing of thy grace, From my earliest days, Ever near to allure and defend;

Hitherto hast thou been My Preserver from sin, And I trust thou wilt save to the end.

5 O the infinite cares, And temptations, and snares. Thy hand hath conducted me through!

the blessings bestow'd By a bountiful God, And the mercies eternally new.

6 What a mercy is this; What a heaven of bliss. How unspeakably happy am I!

Gather'd into thy fold, With thy people enroll'd. With thy people to live and to die!