212 DIVINE SONGS FOR CHILDREN, a My God, I hate to walk, or dwell With sinful children here; Then let me not be sent to hell, Where none but sinners are. SONG XXII. Against Pride in Clothes. 1 WHYshould our garments,niade tobide Ourparents'shame,provoke our pride? The art of dress did ne'er begin, Till Eve, our mother, learnt to sin. I id /ben first she put the cov'ring on, Her robe of innocence was gone : And yet her children vainly boast In the sad marks of glory lost. 3 How proud we are ! how fond to skew Our clothes, and call them rich & new! When the poor sheep & silk -wormwore That very clothing long before. 4 The tulip and the butterfly Appear in gayer coats than I ; Let me be drest fine as I will, Flies,worms,andfiow'rsexceed me still. b Then will I set my heart to find Inward adorningsof the mind ; Knowledge and virtue, truth & grace, These are the robes of richest dress. b No more shall wormswith me compare; This is the raiment angels wear ; The Son of God, when here below, Put on this blest apparel too. 7 It never fades, it ne'er grows old, Nor fears the rain, nor moth, nor mold; It takes no spot, but still refines The more 'tis worn, the more itsh'ines. In this on earth would I appear, Then go to heav'n, and wear it there; God will approve it in his sight, . 'Tis his'own work, and his delight. SONG XXIII. Obedience to Parents. I LET children that would fear the Lord Hear what their teachers say ; With rev'rencemeettheirparents word, And with delight obey. z Have not you heard what dreadful plagues Are threaten'd by the Lord, To him that breaks his father's law, Or mocks his mother's word? 2 What heavy guilt upon him lies ! How cursed is his nàme! The ravens shall pick out his eyes, And eagles eat the same. 4 But those that worship God, and give Their parents honour due, Here on this earth they long shall live, And live hereafter too. SONG XXIV. The Child's Complaint. 1 WHY should I love my sport so well ? So constant at my play . [hell? And lose the thoughts of heav'n and And then forget to pray ? 2 What do I read my bible for, But Lord, to learn thy will ? And shall I daily know thee more, And less obey thee still? 3 How senseless is my heart, and wild! How vain are all my thoughts! Pity the weakness of a child, And pardon all my faults. 4 Make use thy heav'nly voice to hear, And let me love to pray, Since God will lead a gracious ear To what a child can say. SONG XXV. A Morning Song. 1 MY God, who makes the sun to know His proper hour to rise, And to give light to all below, Doth send him round the skies. 2 When from the chambers of the east His morning race begins, He never tires, nor stops to rest, But round the world lie shines, 3 So, like the sun, would I fulfil The business of the day; Begin my work betimes, and still March on my heav'nly way. 4 Give me, O Lord, thy early grace, Nor let my soul complain That the young morning of my days Has all been spent in vain. SONG XXVI. An Evening Song. 1 AND now another day is gone, I'll sing my Maker's praise; My comforts ev'ry hour make known His providence and grace. ' 2 But how my childhood runs to waste! My sins, how great their sum ! Lord, give me pardon for the past, And strength for days to come. 3 I lay my body down to sleep, Let angels guard my head r And thro' the hours of darkness keep Their watch around my bed. 4 With cheerful heart I close my eyes,. Since thou wilt not remove; And in the morning let me rise Rejoicing in thy love.
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