ON LIFE AND DEATH.
Life
and the grave two different lessons give;
Life shows us how to die, death how to live
THE INFANT'S GRACE BEFORE AND AFTER MEAT.
BLESS me, O
Lord, and let my food strengthen me to serve thee, for Jesus Christ's sake.
Amen.
I desire to thank God, who gives me food to eat every day of my life. Amen.
THE SUM OF THE TEN COMMANDMENTS.
WITH all thy
soul love God above,
And as thyself thy neighbor love
OUR SAVIOR'S GOLDEN RULE
BE you to
others kind and true,
As you'd have others be to you,
And neither do nor say to men
Whate'er you would not take again
CHOICE SENTENCES.
1. PRAYING
will make thee leave sinning, or sinning will make thee leave praying.
2. What we are afraid to speak before men, we should be afraid to think before
God.
THE DUTIFUL CHILD'S PROMISE.
I WILL fear
God and honor the good.
I will honor my father and mother,
I will obey my superiors.
INSTRUCTIVE QUESTIONS AND ANSWERS.
| Who was the first man? | Adam. |
| Who was the first woman? | Eve. |
| Who was the first murderer? | Cain. |
| Who was the first martyr? | Abel. |
| Who was the first translated? | Enoch. |
| Who was the oldest man? | Methusalah. |
| Who built the ark? | Noah. |
| Who was the most faithful man? | Abraham. |
| Who was the meekest man? | Moses. |
| Who was the patientest man? | Job. |
| Who wrestled with the angel of God? | Jacob. |
| Who led Israel into Canaan? | Joshua. |
| Who was the strongest man? | Samson. |
| Who killed Goliah? | David. |
| Who was the wisest man? | Solomon. |
| Who was in the whale's belly? | Jonah. |
| Who was cast into the lions' den? | Daniel. |
| Who saves lost men? | JESUS CHRIST. |
| Who is Jesus Christ? | The Son of God. |
| Who was the mother of Christ? | Mary. |
| Who betrayed his Master? | Judas. |
| Who denied his Master? | Peter. |
| Who was the first Christian martyr? | Stephen. |
| Who was the chief apostle of the Gentiles? | Paul. |
Q Who made
you? A. God.
Q. Who redeemed you? A. JESUS CHRIST.
Q. Who sanctifies and preserves you?
A. The Holy Ghost.
Q. Of what are you made? A. Dust.
Q. What doth that teach you?
A. To be humble, and mindful of death.
Q. For what end were you made?
A. To serve God.
Q. How must you serve him?
A. In spirit and in truth.
DR. WATTS'S CRADLE HYMN.
H
USH, my dear; lie still and slumberHoly angels guard thy bed;
Heavenly blessings, without number,
Gently falling on thy head.
Sleep, my
babe! Thy food and raiment,
House and home, thy friends provide,
All without thy care or payment;
All thy wants are well supplied.
How much
better thou'rt attended
Than the Son of God could be,
When from heaven he descended,
And became a child like thee!
Soft and easy
is thy cradle;
Coarse and hard thy Savior lay,
When his birthplace was a stable,
And his softest bed was hay.
Blessed Babe!
what glorious features.
Spotless, fair, divinely bright!
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Must he dwell with brutal creatures?
How could angels bear the sight?
Was there
nothing but a manger
Cursed sinners could afford
To receive the heavenly Stranger?
Did they thus affront the Lord?
Soft, my
child! I did not chide thee,
Though my song may sound too hard
'Tis thy mother sits beside thee,
And her arms shall be thy guard.
Yet to read
the shameful story,
How the Jews abused their King,
How they served the Lord of glory,
Makes me angry while I sing.
See the
kinder shepherds round him,
Telling wonders from the sky;
There they sought him, there they found him,
With his virgin mother by.
See the
lovely Babe a-dressing--
Lovely Infant! how he smiled!
When he wept, his mother's blessing
Soothed and hushed the holy Child.
Lo! he
slumbers in a manger,
Where the horned oxen fed
Peace, my darling! here's no danger
Here's no oxen near thy bed.
'Twas to save
thee, child, from dying,
Save my dear from burning flame,
Bitter groans and endless crying,
That thy blest Redeemer came.
May'st thou
live to know and fear him,
Trust and love him, all thy days;
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Then go dwell forever near him,
See his face, and sing his praise.
I could give
thee thousand kisses,
Hoping what I most desire;
Not a mother's fondest wishes
Can to greater joy aspire.
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O GREAT
Almighty God above,
Plant in my breast a fund of love,
That I thy mercies may adore,
And bless and praise thee evermore.
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THE boy
that's to his book inclined
Will soon a golden treasure find.