20 2 You think, if great riches Your zeal should no weariness know; With a liberal hand, And succor the children of woe. CHORUS. Children, do all, etc. 3 But what if you've naught Then give it, though scanty your store; When little they have, 4 It was not the offering Of pomp and of power, It was not the golden bequest From the hand of the poor That Jesus applauded and blessed. CHORUS. Children, do all, etc. 5 Then don't be a sluggard And live at your ease, And life with vain pleasures beguile; And busy as bees, And God on your labors will smile. CHORUS. 21 2 Every little mite, Bring the springing flowers; Much by little powers. 3 God intrusts to all Talents few or many; Ere I enter heaven, And the reapers are few We children are willing, But what can we do, To work for our Lord in his harvest? 2 Our hands are so small, And our words are so weak, We cannot teach others How then shall we seek To work for our Lord in his harvest? By small self-denials The least little thing May work for our Lord in his harvest. 4 Until, by and by, As the years pass, at length And go forth in strength To work for our Lord in his harvest. 22 23 III. 3. 8s & 7s. Music in Parish Hymnal, p. 114. LITTLE hearts, O Lord, may love Thee; Little minds may learn thy ways; 2 Lo! the Lord's day comes to cheer us; 3 Little ones, we stand before Thee, 2 All through life thy grace to show; Peculiar. Music in S. S. Chant and Tune Book, p. 38. HE ERE we throng to praise the Lord; Here we throng to praise the Lord, He who once lay in a manger, He'd accept our praise. "Let young children come to me," "Let young children come to me, And forbid them not For of such," the Saviour told them, 24 II. GENERAL HYMNS. I. SCRIPTURES. IV. 3. Music in Oriola, p. 189. THANK God for the Bible! 'tis there that THA The story of Christ and his love, How He came down to earth from his beautiful In the mansions of glory above ; For He came down to earth, etc. 2 While He lived on this earth, to the sick and the blind, And to mourners his blessings were given; And He said, Let the little ones come unto me, Jesus calls us to come, He's prepared us a home. For He said, Let the little ones come, etc. 3 In the Bible we read of a beautiful land, Where sorrow and pain never come; For Jesus is there with a heavenly band, And 'tis there He's prepared us a home. Jesus calls, shall we stay? No! we'll gladly obey. For Jesus is there with a heavenly band, etc. 4 Thank God for the Bible! its truths o'er the earth We'll scatter with a bountiful hand, 25 But we never can tell what a Bible is worth, There our thanks we will bring, There with angels we'll sing, And its worth we can tell, when with Jesus we dwell, Music, "Thank God for the Bible," Oriola, p. 189. HANK God for the flowers, now springing to birth TH In beauty so wild and so gay! For they lift up their sweet smiling eyes from the earth, And seem in their gladness to say: "See! the winter is o'er; We have come back once more; For the sweet breath of Spring calls us out from the earth, And the winter has all passed away !" 2 They toil not, they spin not; and yet in his pride While they lift up their voice To tell us how God in his goodness provides, 3. While Winter went forth in his storms and his strife, They slumbered beneath the cold sod; In their garments of light They burst forth on the sight; For they've come from their graves into newness of life, Awaked at the call of their God. |