With herbs and plants, a flow'ry birth, Ere there was rain to bless the earth 1, Out of the deep th' Almighty King He gave the lion and the worm LESSON II. Watts. A CHILD'S HYMN FOR THE CLOSE OF THE WEEK. Before thy footstool, God of truth, A humble child bows down, 1 "For the Lord God had not caused it to rain upon the earth.”Gen. ii. 5. I know thou art the fountain-head Whether thy way is on the wind, Through all this week thy kindly sway Has round me been for good 3 And when I lay me down to sleep, O teach me to adore thy name, Thy guardian goodness to proclaim, And through the darkness of the night And in a holy frame employ "Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters; who maketh the clouds his chariots; who walketh upon the wings of the wind."- Ps. civ. 3. See also Ps. xviii. 10, &c. 2 "The eyes of the Lord are in every place, beholding the evil and the good."-Prov. xv. 3. 3 "I will both lay me down in peace, and sleep; for thou, Lord, only makest me dwell in safety.". Ps. iv. 8. 4 "Who died for us, that we should live together with him.". -1 Thes. v. 10. Who rose again and went above, For all thy blessings show'r'd around I bless thee, Lord, but most of all For peace of mind, and health of frame, Turn, O turn a pitying eye- By the sacred grief that wept O'er the grave where Lazarus slept 1; By the anguish'd words that told, By thine hour of dire despair, Listen to our humble cry, By the deep expiring groan 6, Grant. 5" And there was darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour."Luke, xxiii. 44. 6" And when Jesus had cried with a loud voice, he said, Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit; and having said thus, he gave up the ghost."-Luke, xxiii. 46. 7" Whom God hath raised up, having loosed the pains of death; because it was not possible that he should be holden of it."-Acts, ii. 24. How are the valiant fall'n! the slain Oh! let it not in Gath be known, Lest that sad story should excite Lest in the torrent of our woe, Lest their triumphant daughters ring Yon hills of Gilboa3, never may No morning dew, nor fruitful showers, Saul and his arms there made a spoil, The bow of noble Jonathan Great battles wan: His arrows on the mighty fed, Saul never raised his arm in vain, His sword still glutted with the slain. 1 Sauvage (Fr.), wild; uncultivated. 2 Gath and Askelon, two of the principal cities of the Philistines. See |