Songs for the School Room

ALL hail! the great Immanuel's name,
Along the banks where Babel's current
Arrayed in clouds of golden light,
Awake, my soul, and with the Sun,
As every day Thy mercy spares,
Begin, my soul, the exalted lay,
Bright was the guiding star that
Blest are the pure in heart,
Behold the western evening light,
Brightest and best of the sons of the

Sp. of the Psalms.

By cool Siloam's shady rill,

Before the rosy dawn of day,

Anon. 37

Be Thou, O God! by night, by day,

Beneath our feet and o'er our head,

Child, amidst the flowers at play,
Ere falls the stealing step of dawn,
Father of mercies, when the day is
Father, whate'er of earthly bliss,
Father! Thy paternal care
Far from these scenes of night,
Far from mortal cares retreating,
Far, far, o'er hill and dell,
From Greenland's icy mountains
Faintly, as tolls the evening chime,
Forgive thy foes,

From all that dwell below the skies,
Gently glides the stream of life,
Gently, Lord, oh, gently lead us,
Glad hearts to Thee we bring,
God that madest earth and heaven,
God moves in a mysterious way,
God bless our native land,

Go, when the morning shineth,

God of the morning,

130

Great God, we sing,

Rippon's Col. 135

Happy the meek, whose gentle breast,

Scott. 46

Hark! what mean those holy voices,

Cawood.

124

INDEX TO SACRED SONGS.

Hark! the vesper hymn is stealing,
Heavenly Father, grant Thy blessing,
How blest the sacred tie that binds,
How sweet to be allowed to pray,
How sweet, how heavenly is the sight,
How vain is all beneath the skies!
How cheering the thought,

How fine has the day been, how bright
How precious is the book,

In sleep's serene oblivion laid,
If solid happiness we prize,

I would not live alway,
I love to steal awhile away,
I sing the mighty power of God,
Jesus, lover of my soul,

Lauded be Thy name for ever,
Like a dream when one awaketh,
Lo! the heavens are breaking,
Lo! the blithesome lark is soaring,
Lord, lead my heart to learn,
Love God with all your soul,

Let us love one another,

Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing,
Let us with a joyful mind,

140

Milton. 91

My country, 'tis of thee,

My soul were dark,

Now condescend,

Now the shades of night are gone,

146

.O, happy is the man who hears,

O, joy to thee, joy to thee, daughter,

O Thou, whose power o'er moving worlds,
O Pilot, 'tis a fearful night,

O, blest art thou, whose steps may rove,
Once more to Thee, O God of love,
Our Father in heaven,

O, Thou, whose mercy guides my way,

Praise the Lord, ye heavens,

Peace, troubled soul, whose plaintive moan,

133

Mrs. Dana.

Dublin Col.

121

Softly now the light of day,

See how, beneath the moon-beam's smile,
So fades the lovely, blooming flower,

Epis. Col.

Moore.

The sunset is calm on the face of the deep,

Time is winging us away,

There is an hour of hallowed peace,

Traveller, dost thou hear the tidings,

The humblest flower that decks the vale,
The Lord is my shepherd, no want shall
The gifts indulgent heaven bestows,
There seems a voice in every gale,