SONGS FOR THE

Awake! awake! my love ;

The Saviour from above,

Can pardon all your sin,

And bid your soul be clean ;

His blood can cleanse from every stain.
H. S. M.

    
     
  

    
   

MORNING HYMN.

My Father, | thank thee for sleep
For quiet and peaceable rest;
I thank thee for stooping to keep
An infant from being distressed ;
O, how can a poor little creature repay
Thy fatherly kindness by night and by day?

   
     
   
    
   
    
     
 

My voice will be lisping thy praise,
My heart would return thee its love:

Oh, teach me to walk in thy ways,
And fit me to see thee above ;

For Jesus has bid little children come nigh,
He will not despise such an infant as I.

     
      
      

As long as thou deemest it right,
That here on this earth I should stay,
I pray thee to guard me by night,
And help me to serve thee by day ;
And when all the days of my life shall have past,
Receive me in heaven to praise thee at last.