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And listen to the hum
Of folly, day by day,

When Jesus' voice is heard to tell,
That he would save your souls from hell?

2 Come, little children, come,
Because the time is short,

No matter where or how
You find your idle sport;
In Jesus Christ are pleasures more
Than all you ever found before.

3 Come to the Lamb of God,
Who once on Calvary bled;
Oh! see his precious blood,
For ruined sinners shed;

And since that price for sin was paid,
Believe, and peace with God is made.

4 Come, little children, learn
The riches of his grace;
Lest at the Lord's return,

You weep to see his face;
Instead of welcoming with songs,
The One to whom all praise belongs.,

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HYMN 174. 11. 8.

The Bible.

F all the good books that are found upon earth, The Bible stands first and alone; There's none that comes near it in wisdom and worth,

No other God's will can make known.

2 It tells us of great and of glorious things,
Which angels with wonder might hear,
Glad tidings from heaven to all men it brings
Of peace and of pardon brought near.

3 God speaks in the Bible to each and to all,
With grace through the Son of his love;
And they who attend to his heavenly call
Shall rise to his kingdom above.

4 There's much in the Bible that's easy and plain
To those who are lowly in mind,
Nor even an infant shall read it in vain,
The way of salvation to find.

5 Then dear to my heart be the book of the Lord, Where daily these wonders I trace;

And may I, thus fed on the milk of the Word,
Grow stronger and richer in grace.

HYMN 175. S. M.

Invitation to Children.

1 COME, little children, come,

The Saviour calls you near;
He'll tell you of his heavenly home,
And gently lead you there.

2 Haste, little children, haste

To be the Saviour's lambs:
Come, of his loving kindness taste,
And nestle in his arms.

3 Try, little children, try
To love the Saviour well,

Who left his home above the sky
To save your souls from hell.

4 Pray, little children, pray,

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That you may be forgiven;

And ask that God will lead the way
To Jesus Christ and heaven.

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HYMN 176. 7's.

White Robes.

HO are they in heaven who stand
Clothed in white at God's right hand;

In thin robes so fair and bright,
They are shining like the light.

2 Harps of gold and palms they bear-
All are good and happy there;
Much I wonder what their name,
Who they are, and whence they came.

3 They who now are praising God,
Once the path of sorrow trod;
Now by Christ their Saviour led,
Crowns of joy are on their head.

4 They shall never weep again-
Never know a grief or pain;
All is bright and shining day;
God has wiped their tears away.

5 May I with them also stand,
Robed in white, at God's right hand;
And with joy forever sing

Praises to my God and king.

HYMN 177. P. M.

Sweet Story of Old.

1 I THINK, when I read that sweet story of old,

When Jesus was here among men,

How he call'd little children, as lambs to his fold,
I should like to have been with him then.

2 I wish that his hands had been placed on my head, That his arms had been thrown around me, That I might have seen his kind look 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;
And if I thus earnestly seek him below,
I shall see him and hear him above.

4 In that beautiful place he has

gone to prepare,

For all who are wash'd and forgiven;

And many dear children are gathering there, "For of such is the kingdom of heaven."

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HYMN 178. C. M.

The Children's Friend.

HOU guardian of our youthful days,
To Thee our prayers ascend;

To Thee we'll tune our songs of praise,
Thou art the "Children's Friend."

2 From Thee our daily mercies flow,
Our life and health descend;

Lord, save our souls from sin and woe,
Be Thou the "Children's Friend."

3 Teach us to prize Thy holy word,
To all Thy truths attend;

Thus shall we learn to fear the Lord,
And love the "Children's Friend."

4 Lord, draw our youthful hearts to Thee, From every ill defend;

Help us in early life to flee

To Thee the "Children's Friend."

5 Oh may we taste of Jesu's love,
To Him our souls commend;
For Jesus left the realms above,
To be the "Children's Friend."

6 Let all our hopes be fixed on high,
And when our lives shall end,
Then may we live above the sky,
With Thee the "Children's Friend."

HYMN 179. C. M.

Following Christ.

1 Let others follow whom they will,

To Jesus I will cleave;

I'll rest my soul upon his blood,
And all his words receive.

2 I'll place myself among his lambs,
A wanderer now restored,

And follow wheresoe'er he leads-
My gracious loving Lord.

3 His fold shall be my safe abode,
I'll glory in his name,