I have been there, and still would go:
"Tis like a little heaven below:
Not all my pleasure and my play
Shall tempt me to forget this day.

O write upon my memory, Lord!
The texts and doctrines of thy word;
That I may break thy laws no more,
But love thee better than before.

With thonghts of Christ and things divine
Fill up this foolish heart of mine;
That hoping pardon through his blood,
may lie down and wake with God.

THE TEN COMMANDMENTS

OUT OF THE OLD TESTAMENT,

Put into short Rhyme, for Children.

Exodus, chap. xx.

1. THOU shalt have no more gods but Me.
2. Before no idol bow thy knee.

3. Take not the name of God in vain.
4. Nor dare the Sabbath-day profane.
5. Give both thy parents honour due.
6. Take heed that thou no murder do.
7. Abstain from words and deeds unclean.
8. Nor steal, though thou art poor and mean.
9. Nor make a wilful lie, nor love it.

10. What is thy neighbour's dare not covet.

THE

SUM OF THE COMMANDMENTS,

OUT OF THE NEW TESTAMENT.

Matthew xxii. 37.

WITH all thy soul love God above,

And as thyself thy neighbour love.

BE

OUR SAVIOUR'S GOLDEN RULE.

Matthew vii. 12.

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.

DUTY TO GOD AND OUR NEIGHBOUR.

LOVE God with all your soul and strength,

With all your heart and mind:

And love your neighbour as yourself,

Be faithful, just, and kind.

Deal with another as you'd have
Another deal with you;

What you're unwilling to receive,
Be sure you never do.

Out of my Book of Hymns I have here added the Hosanna, and Glory to the Father,' &c, to be sung at the end of any of these Songs, according to the direction of parents or governors.

THE HOSANNA:

OR, SALVATION ASCRIBED TO CHRIST.

LONG METRE.

HOSANNA to king David's Son,
Who reigns on a superior throne:
We bless the Prince of heavenly birth,
Who brings salvation down on earth.

Let every nation, every age,
In this delightful work engage;
Old men and babes in Sion sing
The growing glories of her King.

COMMON METRE.

HOSANNA to the Prince of grace;
Sion, behold thy King!
Proclaim the Son of David's race,
And teach the babes to sing.

Hosanna to the' eternal Word,
Who from the Father came;
Ascribe salvation to the Lord,
With blessings on his name.

SHORT METRE.

HOSANNA to the Son

Of David and of God,

Who brought the news of pardon down,
And bought it with his blood.

To Christ, the' anointed King,

Be endless blessings given;

Let the whole earth his glory sing,

Who made our peace with Heaven.

GLORY TO THE FATHER AND THE SON, &c.

LONG METRE.

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One;
Be honour, praise, and glory given,
By all on earth, and all in Heaven.

COMMON METRE.

Now let the Father, and the Son,
And Spirit be ador'd,

Where there are works to make him known,
Or saints to love the Lord.

SHORT METRE.

Give to the Father praise,

Give glory to the Son;

And to the Spirit of his grace;
Be equal honour done.

VOL. II.

MORAL SONGS.

A SLIGHT SPECIMEN;

SUCH AS I WISH SOME HAPPY AND CONDESCEND-
ING GENIUS WOULD UNDERTAKE FOR THE USE
OF CHILDREN, AND PERFORM MUCH BETTER.

The sense and subjects might be borrowed plentifully from the Proverbs of Solomon, from all the common appearances of nature, from all the occurrences of civil life, both in city and country (which would also afford matter for other divine songs). Here the language and measures should be easy, and flowing with cheerfulness, with or without the solemnities of religion, or the sacred names of God and holy things; that children might find delight and profit together.

This would be one effectual way to deliver them from those idle, wanton, or profane songs, which give so early an ill taint to the fancy and memory; and become the seeds of future vices.

THE SLUGGARD.

'Tis the voice of the sluggard; I hear him complain,

"You have wak'd me too soon, I must slumber again." As the door on its hinges, so he on his bed [head. Turns his sides, and his shoulders, and his heavy

A little more sleep and a little more slumber :' Thus he wastes half his days and his hours without number;

And when he gets up, he sits folding his hands,

Or walks about sauntering, or trifling he stands.

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