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4 Yes, on through life's long path,

Still chanting as ye go,
From youth to age, by night and day,

In gladness and in woe:

1 REJOICE, ye pure in heart,

TV Rejoice, give thanks, and sing!
Your festal banner wave on high,
The cross of Christ your King:
Rejoice, rejoice,

Rejoice, give thanks and sing! 2 Bright youth and snow-crowned age,

Strong men and maidens meek, Raise high your free, exulting song,

God's wondrous praises speak: 3 With all the angel choirs,

With all the saints on earth,
Pour out the strains of joy and bliss,

True rapture, noblest mirth:

5 At last the march shall end,

The wearied ones shall rest,
The pilgrims find their Father's house,

Jerusalem the blest:

6 Then on, ye pure in heart,

Rejoice, give thanks, and sing;
Your glorious banner wave on high,
The cross of Christ your King.

Edward H. Plumptre, 1865

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HUSHED was the evening hymn, 3 () give me Samuel's ear,
11 The temple courts were dark;

The open ear, O Lord,
The lamp was burning dim

Alive and quick to hear
Before the sacred ark;

Each whisper of Thy word,
When suddenly a voice divine

Like him to answer at Thy call, Rang through the silence of the shrine. And to obey Thee first of all. 2 The old man, meek and mild,

4 () give me Samuel's heart,
The priest of Israel slept;

A lowly heart, that waits
His watch the temple-child,

Where in Thy house Thou art,
The little Levite kept;

Or watches at Thy gates; And what from Eli's sense was sealed By day and night, a heart that still The Lord to Hannah's son revealed. Moves at the breathing of Thy will.

5 () give me Samuel's mind,

A sweet unmurmuring faith,
Obedient and resigned

To Thee in life and death,
That I may read with childlike eyes
Truths that are hidden from the wise.

James D. Burns, 1857

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THINK when I read that sweet story of old,

When Jesus was here among men,
How He called little children as lambs to His fold,

I should like to have been with them then.
2 I wish that His hands had been placed on my head,

That His arm had been thrown around me,
And that I might have seen His kind look when He said,

"Let the little ones come unto Me.''
3 Yet still to His footstool in prayer I may go,

And ask for a share in His love;
And if I now earnestly seek Him below,

I shall see Him and hear Him above,
4 In that beautiful place He is gone to prepare

For all who are washed and forgiven;
And many dear children are gathering there,

For of such is the kingdom of heaven.
5 But thousands and thousands who wander and fall

Never heard of that heavenly home;
I should like them to know there is room for them all,

And that Jesus has bid them to come.
6 I long for the joy of that glorious time,

The sweetest and brightest and best,
When the dear little children of every clime
Shall crowd to His arms and be blest.

Jemima Luke, 1841

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We have no wealth or learn - ing: What shall we chil - dren bring?

A - men,

12.

1 THE wise may bring their learning,

The rich may bring their wealth, And some may bring their greatness,

And some bring strength and health; We, too, would bring our treasures

To offer to the King;
We have no wealth or 'learning:

What shall we children bring?

And these shall be the treasures

We offer to the King,
And these are gifts that even

The poorest child may bring.

2 We'll bring Him hearts that love Him;

We'll bring Him thankful praise, And young souls meekly striving

To walk in holy ways:

3 We'll bring the little duties

We'll have to do each day; We'll try our best to please Him,

At home, at school, at play:
And better are these treasures

To offer to our King
Than richest gifts without them;
Yet these a child may bring.

Anon., 1887

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