the tongue can no man tame; it is an unruly evil, full of dead ly poison. Therewith bless we God, even the Father; and therewith curse we men, which are made after the similitude of God. Out of the same mouth proceedeth blessing and cus. ing. My brethren, these things ought not so to be.

II. RESPONSES.

S. The earth is the Lord's,

All. And the fulness thereof,

S. The world, and they that dwell therein;
T. For he hath founded it upon the seas,
C. And established it upon the floods.

S. Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord?
T. And who shall stand in his holy place?
C. He that hath clean hands and a pure heart,
S. Who hath not lifted up his soul unto vanity,
T. Nor sworn deceitfully.

S. He shall receive the blessing from the Lord, T. & C. And righteousness from the God of his salvation.

III. PRAYER.

O God of our salvation! whence can we look for help but from thee? Grant us thy presence to-day, here in our school — here, O Father, in our hearts! Beautiful to our souls are the memories of thy goodness-goodness that was over us before we knew from whence came the blessings we enjoyed. But, O, our gratitude has not increased with our knowledge of thy goodness, and too often have we murmured when we should have been thankful. Forgive us, Father of mercies! and let us be ungrateful no more. The Sabbath is thine; we praise thee for its calm and its hallowed seasons of prayer and meditation. The Bible is thine; we bless thee for the treasure of its counsel, its comfort, and its joy. The Sabbath school is thine; O God, may our souls magnify thy name for this means of improvement, and may we study to receive the good thou art ready here to bestow! Aid us to-day, and thine be the praise forever, through Jesus Christ. Amen.

IV. HYMN. S. M. -"The Seed is the Word of God."

Within our minds the seed

Of sacred truth is sown ;

But, Lord, the blessing that we need

Must come from thee alone.

That seed will buried lie

Till thou the increase give ;
Yet then, although it seem to die,
It shall revive and live.

Then, though the sower weep,

Ere long, with thankful voice,
Both he who sows and they who reap
Together shall rejoice.

THIRTY-SIXTH SERVICE.

[8 & 7's M.] Let me think how time is passing, Soon the longest life departs;

Nothing human is abiding,

Save the love of humble hearts.

1. SCRIPTURE READING. Ephes. vi. 10-18.
The Gospel Armor.

Finally, brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might. Put on the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the devil. For we wrestle not against flesh and blood, but against principalities, against powers, against the rulers of the darkness of this world, against spiritual wickedness in high places. Wherefore take unto you the whole armor of God, that ye may be able to withstand in the evil day, and having done all, to stand. Stand, therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness; and your feet shod with the preparation of the gospel of peace; above all, taking the shield of faith, wherewith ye shall be able to quench all the fiery darts of the wicked. And take the helmet of Salvation, and the sword of the Spirit, which is the word of God; praying always with all prayer and supplication in the Spirit, and watching thereunto with all perseverance and supplication for all

saints.

II. RESPONSES.

S. The voice said, Cry!

T. And he said, What shall I cry?

C. All flesh is grass, and all the goodliness thereof is as a flower of the field;

S. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth,

T. Because the Spirit of the Lord bloweth upon it. S. Surely the people is grass;

C. The grass withereth, the flower fadeth,

All. But the word of God shall stand forever.

S. And this is the word which by the Gospel is preached unto you.

T. In the resurrection they are equal unto the angels,
C. And cannot die any more.

S. Thanks be to God, who giveth us the victory,
All. Through our Lord Jesus Christ!

III. PRAYER.

O Thou who only hast immortality! through all the changes of life thou art the same-our Friend, our Benefactor, our unfailing Support. To thy throne do we now look in supplication. We pray, not that thou wouldst love us, for it is thy love that giveth life and all its blessings; but we do pray that we may love theethat we may be conscious of what thou art doing for our virtue and happiness every day. May we not slight these tokens of thy love, but may we wisely improve them all. May the many hymns we have sung, the prayers we have offered, the sacred treasures of thy Word that have been opened to us, inspire us with strength to do more truly thy will-to resist temptation - to live honestly to be at peace with all. Bless, O God, our Sabbath school! May it be owned of thee by the good it shall do, and may many hearts delight to remember the blessings here conferred. Prepare us to improve all our privileges, and to die in the fulness of Gospel faith, through Jesus our Lord. Amen.

IV HYMN. 8 & 7's. - Improvement of Religious Privileges.
We are debtors to thy kindness,

God of grace and boundless love;
Thousands wander on in blindness,
Strangers to the light above.

But 't is ours to read the pages
Where the rays of glory glow;
And through everlasting ages
We aspire its bliss to know.

Father, on thy arm relying,

We would tread this earthly vale
Be our life, when we are dying,

Be our strength, when strength shall fail.

[L. M.]

THIRTY-SEVENTH SERVICE.
As every day thy mercy spares
Will bring its duties and its cares,
O Father! 'till my life shall end,
Be thou my Counsellor and Friend.

I. SCRIPTURE READING. 2 Saml. xviii. & xix.
A Father's Grief over a Rebellious Son.

And behold, Cushi came; and Cushi said, Tidings, my lord the king for the Lord hath avenged thee this day of all them that rose up against thee. And the king said unto Cushi, Is the young man Absalom safe? And Cushi answered, The ene mies of my lord the king, and all that rise against thee to do thee hurt, be as that young man is. And the king was much moved, and went up to the chamber over the gate, and wept and as he went, thus he said, O my son Absalom! my son, my son Absalom! would God had died for thee, O Absalom, my son, my son! And it was told Joab, Behold, the king weepeth and mourneth for Absalom. And the victory that day was turned into mourning unto all the people: for the people heard say that day how the king was grieved for his son. And the people gat them by stealth that day into the city, as people being ashamed steal away when they flee in battle. But the king covered his face, and the king cried with a loud voice, O my son Absalom! O Absalom, my son, my son!

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II. RESPONSES.

Sup. Trust in the Lord and do good.
T. Delight thyself also in the Lord,

All. And he shall give thee the desires of thine heart.
S. The steps of a good man are ordered by the Lord:
T. & C. And he delighteth in his way.

S. The law of his God is in his heart;
All. None of his steps shall slide.

S. I have seen the wicked in great power, and spreading himself like a green bay tree.

T. Yet he passed away, and lo! he was not;

C. Yea, I sought him, but he could not be found.
S. Mark the perfect man, and behold the upright!
T. For the end of that man

All. Is peace.

III. PRAYER.

God of all motion and thought! Move upon our spirits, that our thoughts may accord with this holy day. Omay we strive to profit by the means of improvement given us in our Sabbath school. May our love for truth and holiness increase. Keep us, O Father, from false ambition turn away our eyes from beholding vanity, and may we count nothing as gain which requires the sacrifice of virtue. Sanctify to us the prayers we have offered from Sabbath to Sabbath, -the hymns we have sung, and the reading and study of thy Word. Bless all our friends, aid all Christians in their labors of love, and may every day find us further advanced in the knowledge and love of duty. Grant thy spirit to our Sabbath school, and to all schools, and bring us all te thyself, through Jesus Christ. Amen.

IV. HYMN. C. M.

O for a closer walk with God,
A calm and heavenly frame,
And light to shine upon the road
That leads me to the Lamb!

The dearest idol I have known,
Whate'er that idol be,

Help me to tear it from thy throne,
And worship only thee.