ANGELS' SONG. 11, 10. JOHN BACCHUS DYKES 1. Hark, hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling O'er earth's green fields and ocean's wave-beat shore: How sweet the truth those blessed strains are telling Of that new life when sin shall be no CHORUS. more ! 1. Jesus loves me! this I know, For the Bible tells me so, Little ones to him belong, They areweak, but CHORUS. he is strong, Yes, Jesus loves me, Yes, Je-sus loves me, Yes, Jesus loves me,The Bible tells me so. Copyright, 1862, in Golden Shower, by W. B. Bradbury. 280 We love him becau e he first loved us. 2 Jesus loves me! he who died, Heaven's gate to open wide; He will wash away my sin, Let his little child come in.-CHO. 3 Jesus loves me! loves me still, Though I'm very weak and ill; From his shining throne on high, If I love him, when I die He will take me home on high.-CHO. In this world of dark-ness we must shine, You in your little cor-ner, And I 2 Jesus bids us shine, first of all for him, Well he sees and knows it if our lights are dim, He looks down from Heaven to see us shine, You in, etc. 3 Jesus bids us shine, then, for all around Many kinds of darkness in this world are found; Sin, and want, and sorrow: so we may shine, You in, etc. I THINK, WHEN I READ. Anna Bartlett Warner. English. on my head, And if I now earnestly seek him below, That his arms had been thrown around me, 4 In that beautiful place he is gone to And that I might have seen his kind looks when he said, "Let the little ones come unto me." 3 Yet still to his footstool in prayer I may go, And ask for a share in his love; prepare For all who are washed and forgiven: And many dear children are gathering there, "For of such is the kingdom of heaven." Mrs. Jemima Luke. JESUS LOVES THE CHILDREN. D. B. PURINTON. 1. Je-sus lov'd the children,Lov'd them so,lov'd them so,That he died to save them From a world of woe. ):62 CHORUS. I am but a little child,This I know, this I know; But I love the Saviour, Because he loves me so. 1. Saviour, bless a little child; Teach my heart the way to thee; Make it gentle,good and mild; Loving Saviour, care for me. Fanny J. Crosby 2 Owhat can you tell, little flower, little flower, REF. It is the love of God in heav'n, The God who made both you and me, 3 Owhat can you tell, little bird, little bird, And every day I sing his praise Owhat can you tell, little child, little child, The God who made both you and me! Owhat can you tell, little bird upon the tree! FULL CHO.-Thus to the love of God in heav'n, The secret of your joyous song, Now whisper it to me! REF. It is the love of God in heav'n, The God who made both you and me, GOD IS IN HEAVEN! (8. AGATHA.) The God who made both you and me, The praise of all things here is giv'n! And evermore shall be! Rossiter W. Raymond. Copy ight, 1879, by Rev. Alfred G. Mortimer. 286 Thou God see'st me. 3 God is in heaven, would he know 4 God is in heaven, does he care Or is he kind to me? Yes, all thou hast to eat or wear 5 God is in heaven, may I pray Mrs. Ann Taylor Gilbert |