CATECHISM: HYMNS FOR CHILDREN.

We shall see Him; but in heaven,

Set at God's right hand on high; When like stars His children crown'd All in white shall wait around. Amen. 475 GIVE heed, my heart, lift up

thine eyes;

Who is it in yon manger lies? Who is this Child so young and fair? The blessèd Christ- child lieth there. Ah, dearest Jesus, holy Child, Make Thee a bed, soft, undefiled, Within my heart, that it may be A quiet chamber, kept for Thee. My heart for very joy doth leap, t My lips no more can silence keep; I too must sing with joyful tongue, That sweetest ancient cradle- song: Glory to God in highest heaven, Who unto men His Son hath given; While angels sing with pious mirth, A glad new year to all the earth. Amen.

476 TREAD softly; mothers weep

for them

As if their very hearts would break, Those blessèd babes of Bethlehem Who gave their life for Jesus' sake. Tis true they never learn'd His name Upon their infant lips to take: But Christian children always claim They lived and died for Jesus' sake. And we must live and die for Him,

For Him a good confession make, Although our blood may never dim The cruel sword for Jesus' sake. We must our struggling wills subdue, We must the paths of sin forsake, And all things lovely, pure, and true, Must be our own for Jesus' sake. Hush! there are little ones that cry, And there are little hearts that ache; And we those bitter tears may dry, And soothe those hearts for Jesus' sake.

Then be our journey short or long, From rosy dawn when first we wake Until we sing our evensong, All, all shall be for Jesus sake. 1

Amen.

The Hands that all things made An earthly craft pursue:

That weary men in Him may rest, And faithful toil through Him be blest.

Among the doctors see The Boy so full of grace; Say, wherefore taketh He

The scholar's lowly place?[ meet, That Christian boys with reverence May sit and learn at Jesus' feet.

Where Joseph plies his trade,

Lo! Jesus labours too,

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Christ, once Thyself a Boy, Our boyhood guard and guide; Be Thou its light and joy, And still with us abide, That Thy dear love, so great and free, May draw us evermore to Thee. Amen. 478 ONE there is above all others,

His is love beyond a brother's, Oh, how He loves 1

Oh, how He loves!

Earthly friends may fail or leave us, But this Friend will ne'er deceive us, One day soothe, the next day grieve us,

Oh, how He loves!

Tis eternal life to know Him,

Oh, how He loves!

Think, O think how much we owe

[ Him.

Oh, how He loves! With His precious blood He bought To His fold He safely brought us, In the wilderness He sought us,[ us,

Oh, how He loves!

We have found a friend in Jesus, Oh, how He loves!

' Tis His great delight to bless us, Oh, how He loves!

How our hearts delight to hear Him, Bid us dwell in safety near Him: Why should we distrust or fear Him Oh, how He loves!

Through His name we are forgiven, Oh, how He loves! Backward shall our foes be driven, Oh, how He loves!

Best of blessings He'll provide us, Nought but good shall e'er betide us. Safe to glory He will guide us,

Oh, how He loves! Amen.

479 I THINK when I read that

477 BEHOLD a little Child,

Laid in a manger bed; The wintry blasts blow wild Around His infant Head. But who is this so lowly laid?[ made.

sweet story of old, When Jesus was here among men, How He call'd little children as lambs to His fold; [ then. Ishould like to have been with Him

Tis He by whom the worlds were I wish that His hands had been placed

on my head,

[ around me,

Alas, in what poor state

The Son of God is seen;

Why doth the Lord so great

That His arm had been thrown And that I might have seen His kind look when He said,

Choose out a home so mean f

That we may learn from pride to fly," Let the little ones come unto Me."

And follow His humility.

Yet still to His footstool in prayer I

may go,

And ask for a share in His love,