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guage to the level of a child's understanding, and yet to keep it (if possible) above contempt; so, I have designed to profit all (if possible) and offend none. I hope the more general the sense is, these composures may be of the more universal use and service.

I have added at the end, some attempts of sonnets on moral subjects, for children, with an air of pleasantry, to provoke some fitter pen to write a little book of them.

May the Almighty God make you faithful in this important work of education; may he succeed your cares with his abundant grace, that the rising generation of Greut Britain may be a glory among the nations, a pattern to the Christian world, and a blessing to the earth.

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1 How glorious is our heav'nly King,

Who reigns above the sky!
How shall a child presume to sing

His dreadful Majesty ? 2 How great his pow'r is none can tell,

Nor think how large his grace; Not men below, nor saints that dwell

On high before his face. 3 Not angels that stand round the Lord

Can search his secret will;
But they perform his heav'nly word,

And sing his praises still.

4 Then let me join this holy train,

And my first off'rings bring;
Th' eternal God will not disdain

To hear an infant sing. 6 My heart resolves, my tongue obeys,

And angels shall rejoice,
To hear their mighty Maker's praise

Sound from a feeble voice.

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1 I SING th' almighty pow'r of God,

That made the mountains rise; That spread the flowing seas abroad,

And built the lofty skies. 2 I sing the wisdom that ordain'd

The sun to rule the day; The moon shines full at his command,

And all the stars obey.

3 I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That fill'd the earth with food:
He form'd the creatures with his word,

And then pronounc'd them good. 4 Lord, how thy wonders are display'd,

Where'er I turn mine eye!
If I survey the ground I tread,

Or gaze upon the sky.
5 There's not a plant or flow'r below,

But makes thy glories known;
And clouds arise and tempests blow,

By order from thy throne.
6 Creatures (as num'rous as they be)

Are subject to thy care; There's not a place where we can flee,

But God is present there. 7 In heav'n he shines with beams of love,

With wrath in hell beneath; 'Tis on his earth I stand or move,

And 'tis his air I breathe.
8 His hand is my perpetual guard,

He keeps me with his eye;
Why should I then forget the Lord,

Who is for ever nigh?

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1 BLEST be the wisdom and the pow'r,

The justice and the grace, That join'd in council to restore

And save our ruin'd race. 2 Our father ate forbidden fruit,

And from his glory fell; And we his children thus were brought

To death, and near to hell. 3 Blest be the Lord, that sent his Son

To take our flesh and blood; He for our lives

gave up

his

own,
To make our peace with God.
4 He honour'd all his Father's laws,

Which we have disobey'd;
He bore our sins

the cross,
And our full ransom paid.

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