He sees and governs distant lands,
And constant bounty pours,
From wild Arabia's burning sands,
To Lapland's frozen shores.
In forest shades and silent plains,
Where feet have never trod,
There in majestic power He reigns,
The ever present God.
All the inhabitants of earth,
Who dwell beneath the sun,
Of different nations, name, and birth,
He knows them every one.
Alike the rich and poor are known,
The cultured and the wild;
The lofty monarch on the throne,
And every little child.
While He regards the wise and fair,
The noble and the brave,
He listens to the beggar's prayer,
And the poor Negro slave.
He knows the worthy from the vile,
And sends His mercies down;
None are too mean to share His smile,
Or to provoke His frown.
Great God! and since Thy piercing eye
My inmost heart can see,
Teach me from every sin to fly,
And turn that heart to Thee.
GOD IS LOVE.-8. 7.
God is love: His mercy brightens
All the path in which we rove;
Bliss He wakes, and woe He lightens :
God is wisdom, God is love.
Time and change are busy ever,
Man decays and ages move;
But His mercy waneth never :
God is wisdom, God is love.
E'en the hour that darkest seemeth
Will His changeless goodness prove;
From the mist His brightness streameth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
He with earthly cares entwineth
Hope and comfort from above;
Everywhere His glory shineth:
God is wisdom, God is love.
LIGHT SHINING OUT OF DARKNESS.
God moves in a mysterious way
His wonders to perform :
He plants His footsteps on the sea,
And rides upon the storm.
Deep in unfathomable mines,
Of never failing skill,
He treasures up His bright designs,
And works His sovereign will.
Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take;
The clouds ye so much dread
Are big with mercy, and shall break
In blessings on your head
Judge not the Lord by feeble sense,
But trust Him for His grace;
Behind a frowning Providence
He hides a smiling face.
His purposes will ripen fast,
Unfolding every hour;
The bud may have a bitter taste,
But sweet will be the flower.
Blind unbelief is sure to err,
And scan His work in vain ;
God is His own interpreter,
And He will make it plain.
God bless our Sunday school,
Increase our Sunday school,
God bless our school.
Send down Thy grace divine,
May every child be Thine,
And love all hearts entwine,
God bless our school.
All our dear teachers bless,
Oh, grant them large success,
In winning souls.
May they encouraged be,
And oft around them see
Their labours crowned by Thee,
God bless our school.
So may our school increase
In knowledge, love, and peace,
God bless our school.
And when death's arrows fly,
And useful teachers die,
Their places still supply,
God bless our school.
PEACE ANTHEM.
God bless our native land,
May heaven's protecting hand
Still guard our shore.-
May PEACE her power extend,
Foe be transformed to friend,
And Britain's power depend
On War no more.
Through every changing scene,
O Lord, preserve our Queen,
Long may she reign-
Her heart inspire and move
With wisdom from above;
And in a nation's love,
Her throne maintain.
May just and righteous laws
Uphold the public cause,
And bless our isle-
Home of the brave and free,
The land of liberty!
We pray that still on thee
Kind heaven may smile.
And not this land alone,
But be Thy mercies known
From shore to shore.
Lord make the nations see
That men should brothers be,
And form one family,
The wide world o'er.
"OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN."-L. M.
Great God, and wilt Thou condescend
To be my Father and my Friend?
I a poor child, and Thou so high,
The Lord of earth, and air, and sky!
Art Thou my father?-Canst Thou bear
To hear my poor imperfect prayer?
Or wilt Thou listen to the praise
That such a little one can raise.
Art Thou my Father?-Let me be
A meek obedient child to Thee;
And try in word, and deed, and thought,
To serve and please Thee as I ought.
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