THE GOLDEN RULE. Teach us, O thou heavenly King! 133 JANE TAYLOR. THE GOLDEN RULE. THUS said Jesus: "Go, and do Wouldst thou then rejoice to find. Wouldst thou, when thy faults are known, Be forgiving then, and do As thou wouldst be done unto. Shouldst thou helpless be, and poor, What thou wouldst they should to thee. 134 THE THRONE. For compassion if thou call, If thou wouldst affection find, If thou wouldst obtain the love Then to all his children be What thou wouldst they should to thee. W. ROSCOE. THE THRONE. WHAT throne may bear the eternal God, Ye stars, that gem yon glorious vault, Who most your Maker's praise exalt, Ye sons of light, your God's first-born! HYMN. Ask ye where dwells the eternal God? What planets bear his feet? What clustered suns are his abode, His burning, dazzling seat? There is a throne your God will grace, The pure and lowly heart; There will he choose his dwelling-place, 135 HYMN. THE glorious God who reigns on high, Father of all! my Father too! O may thy gracious presence bless And guide me through this vale of tears. MRS. GILMAN. 136 OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN. "OUR FATHER WHO ART IN HEAVEN." GREAT God, and wilt thou condescend I a poor child, and thou so high, Art thou my Father? Canst thou bear Art thou my Father? Let me be Art thou my Father? I'll depend Art thou my Father? Then at last, JANE TAYLOR. II. THE GOOD SHEPHERD. SWEDISH MOTHER'S HYMN. BY FREDERIKA BREMER. THERE sitteth a dove, so white and fair. And she listeneth how to Jesus Christ Lightly she spreads her friendly wings, The prayers which the children have said. And back she comes from Heaven's gate, From the Father in heaven who hears her speak Then children lift up a pious prayer, It hears whatever you say, That heavenly dove, so white and fair, All on the lily spray. TRANS. BY MISS MARY HOWITT. |