Our thanks we give to those most dear, Who labor for our weal, To all our wants who minister With never-tiring zeal. This is our yearly, &c. And shall we their kind wish deny, Oh! no; but earnestly we 'll try This is our yearly, &c. So when our day of youth is past, If storms of sorrow lower, Our hearts shall then withstand the blast THE EXHIBITION. O God! we lift our hearts to thee, We thank thee for this festive night; Regard our Sabbath School to-night, O give us wisdom from above, Life's various scenes to meet; O crown our joys with thy rich faith, Let all, &c. 111 " 112 There is a stream, &c. L. M. 4 There is a stream whose gen-tle flow Supplies the city of our God; Life, love, and That all our rag- ing fear controls; Sweet peace thy joy still glid-ing thro', Life, love and joy still glid-ing promis - es afford, Sweet peace thy promis-es af THE MERCY SEAT. From every stormy wind that blows, There is a place where Jesus sheds There is a scene where spirits blend, There, there, on eagle wings we soar, A PASTOR WELCOMED. We bid thee welcome in the name Come as an angel, hence to guide A band of pilgrims on their way; That, safely walking at thy side. We never fail, nor faint, nor stray. Come as a teacher sent from God, Come as a messenger of peace, Filled with the spirit, fired with love; Live to behold our large increase, And die to meet us all above. God speed the right. Music from the German. 114 With spirit. Now to heav'n our prayer ascending, God speed the right! Be their zeal in heav'n recorded, With success on earth rewarded, Like the good and great in story,If they fail, they fail with glory, |