Thy kindness shall bring to thee many sweet hours,
And blessings thy pathway to crown;

Affection shall weave thee a garland of flowers
More precious than wealth or renown.

LITTLE MARY.

Before the bright sun rises over the hill,
In the corn fields poor Mary is seen,
Impatient her little blue apron to fill,
With the few scattered ears she can glean.

She never looks off, nor goes out of her place,
To play, nor to idle, or chat,

Except now and then just to wipe her warm face,
And fan herself with her straw hat.

"Oh, why not leave off as the others have done, And sit with them under the tree?

I fear you will faint in the beams of the sun,
How weary and hot you must be !"

"Oh no! my dear mother lies sick in her bed,
Too feeble to spin or to knit ;

My poor little brothers are crying for bread,
And yet we can't give them a bit.

"Then could I be idle, or merry, or play
While they are so hungry and ill,

Ah! no,
I had rather work hard all the day,
My little blue apron to fill."

BLESSED BE THY NAME FOR EVER.

Blessed be thy name for ever,

Thou of life the guard and giver!

Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping,
Heal the heart long broke with weeping.
God of stillness and of motion,

Of the desert and the ocean,

Of the mountain rock and river,
Blessed be thy name for ever!

Thou that slumberest not nor sleepest,
Blest are they Thou kindly keepest!
God of evening's parting ray,

Of midnight's gloom, and dawning day
That rises from the azure sea,

Like breathings of eternity;

God of life! that, fade shall never,
Blessed be thy name for ever!

THE STAR OF BETHLEHEM,

HOGG.

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid! Star of the east, the horizon adorning,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining, Low lies His bed with the beasts of the stall, Angels adore Him, in slumber recliningMaker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all !

Say, shall we yield Him in costly devotion,
Odours of Edom, and offerings divine?

Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean? Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine?

Vainly we offer each ample oblation;

Vainly with gold would his favours secure : Richer by far is the heart's adoration;

Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.

Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid!

Star of the east, the horizon adorning,

Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.

HEBER.

SEED TIME.

"Cast thy bread upon the waters,"
Sow in faith the little seed;

Be not idle, faint, or weary,

God's eternal promise plead,
With the old man and the stripling,
With the rich and with the poor;
Think that when to-morrow dawneth,
Seed-time may be thine no more.

"Cast thy bread upon the waters,"
Sow in faith the little seed;

Wind and drought and rain and sunshine,
Still each other shall succeed.

In the morning in the evening,

Scatter still with bounteous hand; Here and there some grain forgotten, Germinates in fruitful land.

"Cast thy bread upon the waters,"
Sow in faith the little seed;
Be of great results expectant,
For the harvest is decreed.
Now, thou knowest not the issue,

Now, thou must confide in God;
He can cause thy work to prosper,
Guiding all events for good.

"Cast thy bread upon the waters," Sow in faith the little seed; Oft an unseen blessing hallows

Some un-thought-of word or deed. God shall give thee sweet rejoicing After many anxious days;

And thine everlasting anthem,

Shall declare thy Maker's praise.

CHARLES MACKAY.

LOVE ONE ANOTHER.-L. M.

Children do you love each other?
Are you always kind and true?
Do you always do to others

As you'd have them do to you?

Are you gentle to each other?
Are you careful day by day,
Not to give offence by actions,
Or by anything you say?

Little children love each other,
Never give another pain;
If your brother speaks in anger,
Answer not in wrath again.

Be not selfish to each other,
Never spoil another's rest:
Strive to make each other happy,
And you will yourselves be blest.

CHILDREN OF JERUSALEM.
Children of Jerusalem

Sang the praise of Jesus' name;
Children too of modern days
Join to sing the Saviour's praise.

Hark! while infant voices sing,
Loud Hosannas to our King.

We are taught to love the Lord,
We are taught to read his word;
We are taught the way to heaven,

Praise for all to God be given! Hark, &c.

Parents, teachers, old and young,
All unite to swell the song;

Higher and yet higher rise,

Till hosannas reach the skies! Hark, &c.

B