4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend
On whom my hopes of heaven depend?
No; when I blush, be this my shame,
That I no more revere his name.

5 Ashamed of Jesus! sinful pride;
I'll boast a Saviour crucified;
And O may this my portion be,
My Saviour not ashamed of me.

V. OFFICES OF THE CHURCH.

CATECHISM.

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mouth of babes and sucklings thou hast
perfected praise."

WHEN, his salvation bringing,

To Zion Jesus came,

The children all stood singing

Hosanna to his name;

Nor did their zeal offend him,

But as he rode along,

He let them still attend him,

And smiled to hear their song.
Hosanna to Jesus they sang.

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2 The loving Lord retaineth
His love to children still,
Though now as King he reigneth
On Zion's heavenly hill;
We'll flock around his banner,
Who sits upon the throne,
And cry aloud, Hosanna
To David's royal Son:

Hosanna to Jesus we'll sing.

3 For should we fail proclaiming
Our great Redeemer's praise,
The stones, our silence shaming,
Would their hosannas raise.
But shall we only render

The tribute of our words?
No; while our hearts are tender,
They too shall be the Lord's.
Hosanna to Jesus, our King.

"Sing unto the Lord, and praise his name.”

LORY to the Father give,

GL

God in whom we move and live;
Children's prayers he deigns to hear,
Children's songs delight his ear.

2 Glory to the Son we bring,

Christ our Prophet, Priest, and King;
Children, raise your sweetest strain
To the Lamb, for he was slain.

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3 Glory to the Holy Ghost,
He reclaims the sinner lost;
Children's minds may he inspire,
Touch their tongues with holy fire.

4 Glory in the highest be
To the blessèd Trinity,

For the Gospel from above,

For the word that "God is love."

221 "Blessed are they that keep his testimonies, and

seek him with their whole heart."

HOW

From the cxix. Psalm.

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OW bless'd are they who always keep
The pure and perfect way;

Who never from the sacred paths

Of God's commandments stray!

2 How bless'd, who to his righteous laws
Have still obedient been;
And have with fervent, humble zeal
His favour sought to win!

3 Such men their utmost caution use
To shun each wicked deed;
But in the path which he directs
With constant care proceed.

4 Thou strictly hast enjoin'd us, Lord
To learn thy sacred will;

And all our diligence employ
Thy statutes to fulfil

5 O then that thy most holy will
Might o'er my ways preside;
And I the course of all my life
By thy direction guide!

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"Her ways are ways of pleasantness and all
her paths are peace."

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HAPPY is the man who hears
Religion's warning voice,

And who celestial wisdom makes
His early, only choice.

2 For she has treasures greater far
Than east or west unfold;

More precious are her bright rewards
Than gems, or stores of gold.
3 Her right hand offers to the just
Immortal, happy days;
Her left, imperishable wealth
And heavenly crowns displays.

4 And, as her holy labours rise,
So her rewards increase;

Her ways are ways of pleasantness,
And all her paths are peace.

223 "That signs and wonders may be done by the name of the holy child Jesus."

WHAT a strange and wondrous story

WHAT

From the book of God is read;

How the Lord of life and glory

Had not where to lay his head ;

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2 How he left his throne in heaven,
Here to suffer, bleed, and die,
That my soul might be forgiven,
And ascend to God on high!

3 Father! let thy Holy Spirit

Still reveal a Saviour's love,
And prepare me to inherit

Glory where he reigns above.

4 There, with saints and angels dwelling,
May I that great love proclaim,

And with them be ever telling

All the wonders of his name.

224

“The child grew, and waxed strong in spirit,
filled with wisdom; and the grace of God
was upon him.”

BY cool Siloam's shady rill

How fair the lily grows!

How sweet the breath, beneath the hill,
Of Sharon's dewy rose!

2 Lo! such the child, whose early feet
The paths of peace have trod,

Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,
Is upward drawn to God.

3 By cool Siloam's shady rill
The lily must decay;

The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away.

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