SONGS FOR THE

That gentle Jesus, meek and mild,
Dearly loves each little child,
And bids them always come and pray
To him to take their sins away ;

This Saviour they have never known,
And therefore kneel to wood and stone.
O, children, ask of him to send

Some one to be the heathen’s friend ;
To guide them from destruction’s road,
Into the path that leads to God;

That they may have their sins forgiven,
And when they die may go to heaven ;
That they and you at last may stand
Within that happy, happy land.

  
     
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
   
 
 
   
   
   
   
  

  

WHO SHALL LIVE IN HEAVEN.

There is a Jand above

All beautiful and bright,
And those who love and seek the Lord,
Rise to that world of light.

  
   
   
 
 

There sin is known no more,
Nor tears, nor want, nor care ;
There good and happy beings dwell,

And all are holy there.