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PIERPONT

Morning Wymn. For a Child.

1 O GOD, I thank thee that the night
In peace and rest hath passed away,
And that I see, in this fair light,

My Father's smile, that makes it day.
2 Be thou my Guide, and let me live
As under thine all-seeing eye;
Supply my wants, my sins forgive,
And make me happy when I die.

L. M.

Evening Hymn. For a Child. 1 ANOTHER day its course hath run,

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And still, O God, thy child is blest;
For thou hast been by day my Sun,

And thou wilt be by night my Rest.

2 Sweet sleep descends, my eyes to close;
And now, when all the world is still,
I give my body to repose,

My spirit to my Father's will.

C. M.

For a Sick Child.

BARRY CORNWALL.

1 SEND down thy wingéd angel, God!

Amidst this night so wild,

And bid him come where now we watch,
And breathe upon our child!

2 She lies upon her pillow, pale,
And moans within her sleep,
Or wakeneth with a patient smile,
And striveth not to weep!

3 How gentle and how good a child
She is, we know too well;
And dearer to her parents' hearts
Than our weak words can tell.

4 We love, we watch throughout the night, To aid, where need may be;

We hope, and have despaired at times;

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But now we turn to thee!

5 Send down thy sweet-souled angel, God!
Amidst the darkness wild,

And bid him soothe our souls to-night,
And heal our gentle child!

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Baptism, Lord's Supper, and Admission of Members.

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S. M.

L. H. SIGOURNEY

Baptism

1 SAVIOUR, thy law we love,
Thy pure example bless,

And with a firm, unwavering zeal,
Would in thy footsteps press.

2 Not to the fiery pains

By which the martyrs bled;

Not to the scourge, the thorn, the cross,
Our favored feet are led;

3 But, at this peaceful tide,
Assembled in thy fear,

The homage of obedient hearts
We humbly offer here.

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S. M.

J. F. CLARKE.

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Baptism of a Child.

1 To thee, O God in heaven,
This little one we bring,

Giving to thee what thou hast given,
Our dearest offering.

2 Into a world of toil

These little feet will roam,
Where sin its purity may soil,
Where care and grief may come.

3 0, then, let thy pure love,

With influence serene,

Come down, like water, from above,
To comfort and make clean.

S. M.

J. F. CLARKE,

Baptism of Children.

1 To Him who children blessed,

And suffered them to come,

To Him who took them to his breast,
We bring these children home.

2 To thee, O God, whose face
Their spirits still behold,

We bring them, praying that thy grace
May keep, thine arms enfold.

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3 And as this water falls

On each unconscious brow,
Thy holy spirit grant, O Lord!
To keep them pure as now.

7s M.

MONTGOMERY.

Joined to God's People.

1 PEOPLE of the living God,

I have sought the world around,
Paths of sin and sorrow trod,

Peace and comfort nowhere found.

2 Now to you my spirit turns,
Turns, a fugitive unblest;
Brethren, where your altar burns,
O, receive me into rest.

3 Lonely I no longer roam,

Like the cloud, the wind, the wave;
Where you dwell shall be my home,
Where you
die shall be my grave.

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A Welcome to Fellowship.

1 COME in, thou blessed of the Lord:
Stranger nor foe art thou;

We welcome thee with warm accord,
Our friend, our brother, now.

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