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But liars we can never trust,
Though they should speak the thing that 's true;
And he that does one fault at first,
And lies to hide it, makes it two,
Have we not known, nor heard, nor read,
How God abhors deceit and wrong? And I this day may lose my breath.
How Ananias was struck dead, If this rebellious heart of mine
Catch'd with a lie upon his tongue ? Despise the gracious calls of Heaven,
So did his wife Saphira die, I may be harden'd in my sin,
When she came in, and grew so bold And never have repentance given.
As to confirm that wicked lie What if the Lord grow wroth, and swear,
That just before her husband told. While I refuse to read and pray,
The Lord delights in them that speak That he'll refuse to lend an ear
The words of truth; but every liar To all my groans another day?
Must have bis portion in the lake
That burns with brimstone and with fire,
Then let me always watch my lips,
Lest I be struck to death and Hell,
Since God a book of reckoning keeps 'Tis dangerous to provoke a God!
For every lie that children tell.
AGAINST QUARRELLING AND FIGHTING. Or hope to see my Maker's face.
Let dogs delight to bark and bite,
For God hath made them so;
Let bears and lions growl and fight,
For 'tis their nature too.
Such angry passions rise;
Your little hands were never made
To tear each other's eyes.
Let love through all your actions run,
And all your words be mild ; Jesus, who reigns above the sky
Live like the blessed Virgin's son,
That sweet and lovely child.
His soul was gentle as a lamb;
And as his stature grew, (The Jews all wondering stand)
He grew in favour both with man,
And God his Father too.
Now Lord of All he reigns above,
And from his heavenly throne And bless'd their Saviour's name;
He sees what children dwell in love,
And marks them for his own.
LOVE BETWEEN BROTHERS AND To know his holy word.
HATEVER brawls disturb the street,
There should be peace at home; Without this work begun.
Where sisters dwell and brothers meet,
Quarrels should never come.
Birds in their little nests agree;
And 'tis a shameful sight,
When children of one family
Fall out, and chide, and fight.
Hard names at first, and threatening words, To walk betimes in wisdom's way;
'That are but noisy breath, To fear a lie, to speak the truth,
May grow to clubs and naked swords, That we may trust to all they say.
To murder and to death.
The Devil tempts one mother's son
My heart shall be in pain to hear To rage against another;
Wretches affront the Lord above; So wicked Cain was hurried on
'Tis that great God whose power I fear; Till he had kill'd his brother.
That heavenly Father whom I love. The wise will make their anger cool
If my companions grow profane, At least before 'tis night;
I'll leave their friendship, when I hear But in the bosom of a fool
Young sinners take thy name in vain, It burns till morning light.
And learn to curse, and learn to swear. Pardon, O Lord, our childish rage,
Our little brawls remove; That, as we grow to riper age,
SONG XX. Our hearts may all be love.
AGAINST IDLENESS AND MISCHIEF.
And not speak ill of men;
We must not rail again.
To be chastis'd at school;
That calls his brother fool, But lips that dare be so profane,
To mock and jeer and scoff At holy things or holy men,
The Lord shall cut them off.
Ser'd old Elisha so;
“Go up, thou bald-head, go,"
And sent two raging bears,
With blood apd groans and tears.
To sinners e'er so young!
To tame and rule my tongue.
How doth the little busy bee
Improve each shining hour,
From every opening flower!
How neat she spreads the wax!
With the sweet food she makes.
would be busy too ;
For idle hands to do.
Let my first years be past,
Some good account at last,
In whom I 've no delight;
Who call ill names and fight?
Their words offend mine ears;
With language such as theirs.
Nor with the scoffers go;
That wiser I may grow.
They learn the wicked jest:
And poisons all the rest.
With siuful children here;
Where none but sinners are.
AGAINST SWEARING, AND CURSING, AND
TAKING GOD'S NAME IN VAIN. ANGELS, that high in glory dwell,
Adore thy name, Almighty God! And devils tremble down in Hell,
Beneath the terrours of thy rod.
Abuse thy dreadful glorious name!
And curse their fellows and blaspheme!
Who treated thee with such disdain, While thou shalt doom them to the place
Of everlasting fire and pain?, Then never shall one cooling drop
To quench their burning tongues be given; But I will praise thee here, and hope
Thus to employ my tongue in Heaven.
AGAINST PRIDE IN CLOTHES.
When first she put her covering on,
How senseless is my heart, and wild ! Her robe of innocence was gone;
How vain are all my thoughts! And yet her children rainly boast
Pity the weakness of a child, In the sad marks of glory lost.
And pardon all my faults ! How proud we are ! bow fond to shew
Make me thy heavenly voice to hear, Our clothes, and call them rich and new!
And let me love to pray; Wben the poor sheep and silk-worm wore
Since God wil lend a gracious ear
Ta what a child can say.
A MORNING SONG. Inward adornings of the mind ;
My God, who makes the Sun to know Knowledge and virtue, truth and grace,
His proper hour to rise, These are he robes of richest dress.
And to give light to all below, No more shall worms with me compare;
Doth send bim round the skies. This is the rainent angels wear ;
When from the chambers of the East, The Son of God, when here below,
His morning race begins, Put on this blest apparel too.
He never tires, nor stops to rest ; It never fades, it ne'er grows old,
But round the world he shines, Nor fears the rain, nor imoth, nor mould:
So, like the Sun, would I fulfil It takes no sot, but still refines;
The business of the day ; The more 'tis worn, the more it shines.
Begin my work betimes, and still In this on Earth should I appear;
March on my heavenly way. Then go to Heaven and wear it there ;
Give me, Lord, thy early grace, God will approve it in his sight;
Nor let my soul complain Tis his own work, and his delight.
That the young morning of my days
Has all been spent in vain.
Ler children that would fear the Lord
Hear what their teachers say;
And with delight obey.
Are threaten'd by the Lord,
Or mocks his mother's word?
How cursed is his name!
And eagles eat the same.
Their parents honour due,
And live hereafter too.
AN EVENING SONG,
I'll sing my Makcr's praise;
His providence and grace.
My sins how great their sum !
And strength for days to come.
Let angels guard my head,
Their watch around my bed.
Since thou wilt not remove;
Rejoicing in thy love,
Why should I love my sport so well,
So constant at my play,
Aad then forget to pray?
But, Lord, to learn thy will? Ard shall I daily know thee more,
And less obey tbce still?
So early from the dead;
And waste my hours in bed?
The power of Death and Hell;
To-day with pleasure Christians meet,
DUTY TO GOD AND OUR NEIGHBOUR To pray and hear the word:
Love God with all your soul and strength,
With all your heart and mind:
And love your neighbour as yourself,
Be faithful, just and kind.
Deal with another, as you 'd bave
Another deal with you;
Be sure you never do.
[Out of my Book of Hymns I have here added the
Hosanna, and Glory to the Father, &c. to be sung at the end of any of these Songs, according to the direction of parents or governors.)
Sion, behold thy King!
Proclaim the Son of David's race,
And teach the babes to sing.
Hosanna to th' eternal Word,
Who from the Father came; 1. Thou shalt have no more Gods but me.
Ascribe salvation to the Lord, 2. Before no idol bow thy knee.
With blessings on his name. 3. Take not the name of God in vain. 4. Nor dare the sabbath-day profane.
SHORT METRE. 5. Give both thy parents honour due.
Hosanna to the Son 6. Take heed that thou no murder do.
Of David and of God, 7. Abstain from words and deeds unclean.
Whu brought the news of pardon down, 8. Nor steal, though thou art poor and mean.
And bought it with his bloud. 9. Nor make a wilful lie, nor love it. 10. What is thy neighbour's dare not covet.
To Christ, th' anointed King,
Be endless blessings given;
Who made our peace with Heaven.
GLORY TO THE FATHER AND THE SON, C
To God the Father, God the Son,
Py all on Earth, and all in Heaven.
Now let the Father and the Son, As you'd have others be to you;
And Spirit, be ador'd, And neither do nor say to men
Where there are works to make him known Whate'er you would not take again.
Or saipts to love the Lord,