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HYMN XLI. Or thus:

HYMN XLIV. (S. M.)
TO our eternal God,
The Father and the Son,

HOSANNA to the Son
And Spirit all divine,

Of David and of God, Three mystries in One,

Who brought the news of pardon down,
Salvation, pow'r,

And bought it with his blood.
And praise be given,

2 To Christ th' anointed King
By all on earth,
And all in heaven.

Be endless blessings giy'n:

Let the whole earth his glory sing, The Hosanna ; or, salvation ascribed to

Who made our peace with hear'n.
Christ.
HYMN XLII. (L. M.)

HYMN XLV.
1 HOSANNA to King David's Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne;

As the cxlvüith Psalm.
We bless the Prince of heav'nly birth,
Who brings salvation down to earth. 1 HOSANNA to the King

Of David's ancient blood:
9 Let er'ry nation, ev'ry age
In this delightful work engage,

Behold he comes to bring Old men and babes in Sion sing

Porgiving grace from God:

Let old and young The growing glories of her King.

Attend bis way,

And at his feet
HYMN XLIII. (C. M.)

Their honours lay.
I HOSANNA to the Prince of Grace:

2 Sion, behold thy King;

Glory to God on high, Proclaim the Son of David's race,

Salvation to the Lamb ;

Let earth, and sea, and sky, And teach the babes to sing.

His wondrous love proclaim. 2 Hosanna to th’ Incarnate Word,

Upon his head Who from the Father came;

Shall honours rest, Ascribe salvation to the Lord,

And ev'ry age With blessings on his name.

Pronounce him blest.

PREFACE

TO ALL THAT ARE CONCERNED IN THE EDUCATION OF CHILDREN.

IT is an awful and important charge that is committed to you. The wisdom and welfare of the succeeding generation are entrusted with you before-hand, and depend much on your conduct. The seeds of misery or happiness in this world, and that to come, are oftentimes sown very early; and therefore whatever inay conduce to give the minds of children a relish of virtue and religion, ought in the first place to be proposed to you.

Verse. was at first designed for the service of God, though it hath been wretchedly abused since. The ancients among the Jews and the Heathens, taught their children and disciples the precepts of morality and worship in verse. The children of Israel were commanded to learn the words of the song of Moses, Deut. xxxi. 19, 30. And we are dirccted in the New Testament, not only to sing with grace in the heart, but to “teach, and admonish one another by hymas and songs,” Ephes. r. 19. And there are those four advantages in it.

1. There is a great delight in the very learning of truths and duties this war. There is something so amusing and entertaining in rhymes and metre, that will incline children to make this part of their business a diversion. And you may turn their very duty into a reward by giving them the privilege of learning one of these Songs every week, if they fulfil the business of the week well, and promising them the book itself, when they have learnt ten or twenty songs out of it.

2. What is learnt in verse, is longer retained in memory, and sooner recollected. The like sounds, and the like number of syllables, exceedingly assist the remembrance. And it may often happen, that the end of a song running in the mind, may be an effectual means to keep off some temptations, or to incline to some duty, when a word of scripture is not upon their thoughts.

3. This will be a constant furniture for the minds of children that they may have something to think upon when alone, and sing over to themselves. This may sometimes give their thoughts a divine turn, and raise a young meditation. Thus they will not be forced to seek relief for an emptiness of mind, out of the loose and dangerous sonnets of the age.

4. These Divine Songs may be a pleasant and proper matter for their daily or weekly worship, to sing one in the family, at such time as the parents or governors shall appoint; and therefore I have confined the verse to the most usual psalm tunes.

The greatest part of this little book was composed several years ago, at the request of a friend, who has been long engaged in the work of catechising a very great number of children of all kinds, and with abundant skill and success. that you will find here nothing that savours of party: The children of high and low degree, of the church of England, or dissenters, baptized in infancy, or not, may all join together in these songs. And as I have endeavoured to sink the language to the level of a child's understanding, and yet to keep it, if possible, above contempt; so I have designed to profit all, if possible, and offend none. I hope the more general the sense is, these composures may be of the more universal use and service.

I have added at the end some attempts of Sonnets on moral Subjects, for children, with an air of pleasantry, to provoke some fitter pen to write a little book of them.

May the almighty God make you faithful in this important work of education ; may he succeed your cares with his abundant grace, that the rising generation of Great Britain may be a glory among the nations, a pettern to the cluistian world, and a blessing to the earth.

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Out of the mouth of babes and sucklings thou hast perfected praise; Mat. xxi. 16.

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SONG I.

5 There's not a plant, or flow'r below,

But makes thy glories known ;
A general song of praise to God. And clouds arise, and tempests blow,

By order from thy throne.
I HOW glorious is our hear’nly King,
Who reigns above the sky!

6 Creatures (as num'rous as they be) How shall a child presume to sing

Are subject to thy care; His dreadful majesty ?

There's not a place where we can flee

But God is present there. 9 How great his pow'r is none can tell, Nor think how large his grace;

7 In heav'n he shines with beams of love, Not men below, nor saints that dwell With wrath in hell beneath! On high before his face.

"Tis on his earth I stand or move,

And 'tis his air I breathe. 3 Not angels that stand round the Lord Can search his secret will;

8 His hand is my perpetual guard, But they perform his heav'nly word,

He keeps ine with his eye :
And sing his praises still.

Why should I then forget the Lord,

Who is for ever nigh? 4 Then let me join this holy train,

And my first off'rings bring
Th' eternal God will not disdain

SONG III.
To hear an infant sing.
5 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,

Praise to God for our redemption. And angels shall rejoice

I BLEST be the wisdom and the pow'r, To hear their mighty Maker's praise The justice and the grace, Sound from a feeble voice.

That join'd in council to restore,

And save our ruin'd race.
SONG II.

2 Our father eat forbidden fruit,
Praise for crealion and providence. And from his glory fell,
I Sing th' almighty pow'r of God,

And we his children thus were brought That made the mountains rise,

To death, and neır to hell. That spread the flowing seas abroad, 3 Blest be the Lord that sent his Son And built the lofty skies.

To take our flesh and blood; 2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd

He for our lives gave up his own, The sun to rule the dar;

To make our peace with God. The moon shines full at his command, 4 He honour'd all his Father's laws, And all the stars obey.

Which we have disobey'd; 3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

He bore our sins upon the cross,
That fill'd the earth with food;

And our full ransom paid.
He form'd the creatures with his word, 5 Behold him rising from the grave,

And then pronounc'd them good. Behold him rais'd on high; 4 Lord, how thy wonders are display'd, He pleads his merits there, to save Where'er I turn mine eye,

Transgressors doom'd to die. If I survey the ground I tread, 6 There on a glorious throne he reigas, Or gaze upon the sky.

And by his pow'r divine.

Redeems us from the slavish chains 6 Thy praise shall still employ my breath, Of Satan, and of sin.

Since thou hast mark'd my way to

heav'n; 7 Thence shall the Lord to judgment

Nor will I run the road to death, come,

And waste the blessings thou hast giv'n. And with a sov'reign voice Shall call, and break up ev'ry tomb, While waking saints rejoice.

SONG VI. 8 O inay I then with joy appear

Praise for the Gospel.
Before the Judge's face,
And, with the bless'd assembly there,
Sing his redeeming grace.

I LORD, I ascribe it to thy grace,

And not to chance as others do,

That I was born of Christian race, SONG IV.

And not a Heathen, or a Jew. Praise for Mercies, Spiritual and Temporal.

2 What would the ancient Jewish kings,

And Jewish prophets, once have giv'n, I WHENE'ER I take my walks abroad, Could they have heard these glorious How many poor I see?

things,

(heav'n! What shall i render to my God

WhichCbrist reveal'd and broughtfrom For all his gifts to me? 2 Not more than others I deserve, 3 How glad the Heathens would hare Yet God hath giv'n me more ;

been, For I have food while others starve,

That worship idols, wood, and stone, Or beg from door to door.

If they the book of God had seen, 3 How many children in the street

Or Jesus, and his gospel known !
Half naked I behold?

4 Then if this gospel I refuse, While I am cloth'd from head to feet, How shall I e'er lift up mine eyes And cover'd from the cold.

For all the Gentiles, and the Jews 4 While some poor wretches scarce can Against me will in judgment rise.

tell
Where they may lay their head :

SONG VII.
I have a home wherein to dwell,
And rest upon my bed.

The Excellency of the Bible.
5 While others early learn to swear,
And curse, and lye, and steal;

1 GREAT God, with wonder, and with Lord, I am taught thy name to fear,

praise And do thy holy will.

On all thy works I look ; 6 Are these thy favours day by day

But still thy wisdom, pow'r, and grace, To me above the rest?

Shine brighter in thy book.
Then let me love thee more than they, || 2 The stars that in their courses roll,
And try to serve thee best.

Have much instruction giv'n;
SONG V.

But thy good word informs my soul

How I may climb to heav'n.
Praise for Birth and Education in a
Christian Land.

3 The fields provide me food, and shew

The goodness of the Lord;
I GREAT God, to thee my voice I raise, But fruits of life, and glory grow

To thee my youngest hours belong, In thy most holy word.
I would begin my life with praise,
Till growing years improve the song.

4 Here are my choicest treasures hid, 2 'Tis to thy sov’reign grace I owe,

Here my best comfort lies ; That I was born on British ground,

Here my desires are satisfy'd, Where streams of heav'nly mercyflow,

And hence my hopes arise. And words of sweet salvation sound. 5 Lord, make me understand thy law, 3 I would not change my native land Show what my faults have been ; For rich Peru with all her gold;

And from thy gospel let me draw A nobler prize lies in my hand,

Pardon for all my sin. Then East or Western Indies hold.

6 Here would I learn how Christ has dy'd How do I pity those that dwell

To save my soul from hell;
Where ignorance and darkness reigns?

Not all the books on earth beside
Theyknow no heav'n, they fear no hell,
Those endless joys,those endless pains.

Such heav'nly wonders tell. 3 Thy glorious promises, O Lord,

7 Then let me love my bible more, Kindle my hopes and my desire;

And take a fresh delight Wbile all the preachers of thy word By day to read these wonders o'er, Warn me to scape eternal fire.

And meditate by night.

SONG VIII.

SONG X. Praise to God for learning to read.

Solemn thoughts of God and Death.

1 THERE is a God that reigns above, I THE praises of my tongue

Lord of the bearens, and earth and I offer to the Lord,

seas; That I was taught, and learnt so young I fear his wrath, I ask his love, To read his holy word.

And with my lips I sing his praise. 2 That I am brought to know

2 There is a law which he has writ, The danger I was in,

To teach us all what we must do: By oature, and by practice too,

My soul, to his commands submit, • A wretched slave to sin.

For they are holy, just and true. 3 That I am led to see

3 There is a gospel of rich grace, I can do nothing well:

Whence sinners all their comfortsdraw; And whither shall a sinner flee,

Lord, I repent, and seek thy face; To save himself from bell?

For I have often broke thy law. Dear Lord, this book of thine

4 There is an hour when I must die, Informs me where to go

Nor do I know how soon 'twill come; For grace to pardon all my sin;

A thousand children young as I, And make me holy too.

Are call'd by death to hear their doom. Here I can read, and learn

5 Let me improve the hours I have, How Christ, the Son of God,

Before the day of grace is filed'; Has undertook our great concern;

There's no repentance in the grave, Our ransom cost his blood.

Nor pardons offer'd to the dead. 6 And now he reigns above,

6 Just as a tree cut down, that féll He sends his Spirit down,

To north, or southward, there it lies; To shew the wonders of bis love,

So man departs to heav'n or hell, And make his gospel known.

Fix'd in the state wherein he dies. 70 may tbat Spirit teach,

SONG XI.
And make my heart receive
Those truths which all thy servants

Heaven and Hell.
preach,

1 THERE is beyond the sky And all thy saints believe.

A heav'n of joy and love; Then shall I praise the Lord

And holy children when they die In a more cheerful strain,

Go to that world above. That I was taught to read his word,

2 There is a dreadful hell, And have not learnt in vain.

And everlasting pains,
SONG IX.

There sinners must with devils dwell

In darkness, tire, and chains.
The All-Seeing God.

3 Can such a wretch as I 1 ALMIGHTY God, thy piercing eye

Escape this cursed end ? Strikes thro' the shades of night,

And may I hope whene'er I die

I shall to heav'n ascend?
And our most secret actions lie
All open to thy sight.

4 Then will I read and pray, 2 There's not a sin that we commit,

While I have life and breath;
Nor wicked word we say,

Lest I should be cut off to-day,
But in thy dreadful book 'tis writ,

And sent t'eternal death.
Against the judgment-day.
3 And must the crimes that I have done,

SONG XII.
Be read and publish'd there?

The Advantages of early Religion.
Be all expos'd before the sun,
While men and angels hear?

I HAPPY's the child whose youngest 4 Lord, at thy foot asham'd I lie,

years

Receive instructions well:
Upward I dare not look ;
Pardon my sins before I die,

Who hates the sinners path, and fears

The road that leads to hell. And blot them from thy book. 5 Remeinber all the dying pains,

2 When we devote our youth to God, That my Redeemer felc,

'Tis pleasing in bis eyes; And let his blood wash out my stains,

A flow'r when offer'd in the bud,
And answer for my guilt.

Is no vain sacrifice. * O may I now for ever fear

3 'Tis easier work if we begin T'indulge a sinful thought,

To fear the Lord betiines;
Since the great God can see and hear, While sinners that grow old in sin
And writes duwu es'ry fault.

Are hardend in their crimes.
Vol. IX.

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