4 To us he speaks, from morning's cell, 5 To us he speaks, he guides our choice By heaven's own book divine; And aids our teacher's much-loved voice To fix each treasured line. 6 To us he speaks, and we in praise 359 1 THE M Christ the Source of Blessings. C. M HE moon and planets, while they run Their circles round the night, Receive their lustres from the sun, Source of created light. 2 Angels and saints on earth, alone, From him that sits upon the throne, 30 Sun of righteousness, impart On every school, in every heart, 4 Still may we, Lord, drawn by thy love, Round thee, our sun, perpetual move; 360 L. M. NOT by the brazen frumpet's voice, 2 Then, in the temple of the Lord, Assembling round the throne of grace, We sing, and pray, and hear the word, And see our glorious Maker's face. 3 Salvation's silver trumpet brings Heaven's richest music to our ears; Happy, whose heart with rapture springs At the first welcome note he hears. 4 He, when the last dread trumpet's tone 5 He, where eternal Sabbaths shine, 1 Where all by God himself are taught Lessons shall learn of truth divine, Of power and love, surpassing thought. 361 The End of Time. L. M. TIME grows not old with length of years, New born each moment he appears; 2 Stars in their yearly rounds return, And to eternity might burn; We are not for one hour the same 3 Spring flowers renew their wild perfume, 4 The stars like flowers, have but their day, And time, like stars, shall cease to roll; We have what never can decay, A living and immortal soul! 5 Great God! when time shall end his flight 362 God's Works praise him. TEN S. M. TEN thousand different flowers 2 The fields on every side, 3 But trees, and fields, and skies, 4 5 These living hearts of ours While earth itself decays, O tune them all to sing thy praise VARIOUS OCCASIONS AND SUBJECTS. 363 1 Birth-day. HEAVENLY Father! look on me, 7'6. Now my birth-day's come once more Listen while I pray to thee, And with infant powers adore. 2 Once I was an infant weak, Sleeping on my mother's knee; Then I could not walk or speak, Yet thou didst take care of me. 3 Now I run about and talk; Now I learn to read my book; 4 Bless me now I am a child, Bless this birth-day, Lord, to me; SONGS of praise the angels sang, When Jehovah's work begun, 2 Songs of praise awoke the morn, 7's. 3 Children now, with heart and voice, 4 Borne upon their latest breath, Songs of praise their powers employ. 365 Christ's Example. L.M. WHENE'ER the angry passions rise, And tempt our thoughts or tongues to strife; To Jesus let us lift our eyes, 20 how benevolent and kind! How mild and ready to forgive! 3 To do his heavenly Father's will Shone through his life supremely bright. 4 But O how blind, how weak we are! 5 Thy fair example may we trace, |