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f LORD, this day Thy children meet In Thy courts with willing feet; Unto Thee this day they raise Grateful hearts in hymns of praise. mf Not alone the day of rest

With Thy worship shall be blest; In our pleasure and our glee, Lord, we would remember Thee. mp Help us unto Thee to pray,

Hallowing our happy day! From Thy presence thus to win Hearts all pure and free from sin. cres All our pleasures here below,

Saviour, from Thy mercy flow: Little children Thou dost love, Draw our hearts to Thee above. mf Make, O Lord, our childhood shine

With all lowly grace, like Thine : cresThen, through all eternity, f We shall live in heaven with Thee.

mf Mercies dawn with every day,
Newer, brighter than before,
And the sun's declining ray
Layeth others up in store.
mf Not a bird that doth not sing
Sweetest praises to Thy Name;
Not an insect on the wing
But Thy wonders doth proclaim.
mf Every blade and every tree,
All in happy concert ring,
And in wondrous harmony
Join in praises to their King.
mf Far and near, o'er land and sea,
Mountain-top and wooded dell,
All, in singing, sing of Thee
Songs of love ineffable.

mp Fill us then with love divine,
Grant that we, though toiling here,
May in spirit, being Thine,
See and hear Thee everywhere.
mf May we all with songs of praise

Whilst on earth Thy Name adore, cresTill with angel-choirs we raise f Songs of praise for evermore. G. Thring.

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f DAY by day we magnify Thee,When our hymns in school we raise :

Daily work begun and ended, With the daily voice of praise. f Day by day we magnify Thee,— When, as each new day is born, On our knees at home, we bless Thee,

For the mercies of the morn. mp Day by day we magnify Thee,

In our hymns before we sleep; Angels hear them, watching by us, Christ's dear lambs all night to keep.

mf Day by day we magnify Thee,-Not in words of praise alone; Truthful lips, and meek obedience, Show Thy glory in Thine own. mp Day by day we magnify Thee,-When for Jesu's sake we try Every wrong to bear with patience, Every sin to mortify.

mp Day by day we magnify Thee,

Till our days on earth shall cease, dimTill we rest from these our labours, p Waiting for Thy day in peace. mf Then on that eternal morning, With Thy great eternal host, f May we fully magnify TheeFather, Son, and Holy Ghost. J. Ellerton.

dimor wilt Thou listen to the praise

That such a little one can raise ? mf Art Thou my Father? Let me be A meek, obedient child to Thee: And try, in word and deed and thought,

To serve and please Thee as I ought. cres Art Thou my Father? I'll depend Upon the care of such a Friend; And only wish to do and be Whatever seemeth good to Thee. f Art Thou my Father? Then at last, When all my days on earth are past, [love Send down and take me in Thy To be Thy better child above. Ann Gilbert.

f OH! let us all be glad to-day, And with the shepherds homage pay:

Come, see what God to us hath given,

His only Son, sent down from heaven.

mf Awake, my soul! from sadness rise, Come, see what in the manger lies: Who is this smiling infant Child?— 'Tis little Jesus, sweet and mild. mp Twice welcome, O Thou heavenly Guest,

To save a world with sin distressed; Com'st Thou in lowly guise for me? What homage shall I give to Thee? mp Ah! Lord eternal, heavenly King, Hast Thou become so mean a thing; And hast Thou left Thy blissful seat,

To rest where colts and oxen eat?

To make a little crib for Thee.

mp No silken robes surround Thy head, A bunch of hay is all Thy bed! Where Thou, a King so rich and great, [state. Art bright as in Thy heavenly Jesus, my Saviour, come to meMake here a little crib for Thee: A bed make in this heart of mine, That I may aye remember Thine.

mf Then from my soul glad songs shall ring

Of Thee each day I'll gaily sing; f Then glad hosannas will I raise, From heart that loves to sing Thy

praise.

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Fear not then to enter,

Though we cannot bring Gold, or myrrh, or incense, Fitting for a king. Gifts He asketh richer, Offerings costlier still, Yet may Christian children Bring them if they will, Brighter than all jewels

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Shines the modest eye;
Best of gifts He loveth
Childlike purity.

Haste we then to welcome,
With a joyous lay,
Christ the King of glory,
Manifest to-day.

S. C. Hamerton.

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