THE GREAT GOD. Little boy, with laughing eye Bright and blue as yonder sky; Come, and I will teach you, love, Who it is that lives above. It is God, who made the earth, God, who gave my darling, birth; God, who sees each sparrow fall, God, who reigns, great King of all. God, who sends the pleasant breeze, Blowing sweet through flow'rs and trees; God, who gives you every joy, God, who loves you, little boy. He is beautiful and bright, Living in eternal light; Would you not, my little love, Like to live with Him above ? Ask Him then, to shew you how You may please Him here below; Ask Him grace and help to send, Pray to Him, your kindest friend. You must learn to read, and look Often in His Holy Book ; There, my darling, you will find God is very good and kind.

ON THE BAPTISM OF AN INFANT. Welcome, dear babe, to Jesu's breast, For ever there securely rest;,. Welcome, to these his courts below, Here may our God his grace bestow.

Lord ! sanctify this solemn hour,
Thy Spirit on our offspring pour;
Fulfil thy promise to our child;
May he in Christ be reconcil'd!

These holy waters now proclaim
Redemption free in Jesu's name;
Each sprinkld drop becomes a seal
Of that salvation which we feel.

Behold th'affrighted infant weep!
Fear has disturb'd his gentle sleep !
Weep not, dear babe, all others smile,
And love, and bless thee all the while.
Grant Lord! if spar'd, the time may come,
When summond to his heav'nly home,
Though all around him weep and sigh,
In smiles triumphant he may die.

Receive the helpless child, we pray;
And seal him to redemption's day;
Mansions of bliss may he inherit,
The gift of Father, Son, and Spirit.

A. Foster, Printer, Kirkby Lonsdale.

BENEFIT OF SUNDAY SCHOOLS. Many of my most pleasing thoughts are connected with the Church, of which you have here a picture. Never shall I forget the eagerness, with which the young flocked to my house for instruction on the Lord's day: and I think I now see the happy party, winding up the church-yard hill, two and two; the train reaching almost from the Rectory to the Church door. The seed, however, in that school was chiefly cast upon the waters ; and it was God's will, that we should be encouraged rather by his promises, than a present abundant harvest. I felt assured, that he who had stirred up the minds of the young to attend so willingly, and take so much pains with their hymns, texts, &c. would, in his good time, make the profiting of some at least to appear. The last day will, I am persuaded, alone bring to light the full extent of the good arising from Sunday-schools. Some instances, however, come to our knowledge amidst our labours; and one out of my old Whittington school sometime ago, rejoiced my heart, more than I can express. I had lost sight of one of our first class girls, and had left the parish without perceiving any signs of grace in her.

But one day, her father came in great haste to tell me she was very ill, and had a great wish to see me. I hastened to the cottage, and went up stairs. The poor girl smiled as I approached her bed-side; put her feeble hand out to shake mine, and said; “Ah, Sir, I am glad to see you; I am going to die; but I could not die happily, 'till I had told you what a comfort on this sick bed, those texts have been to me, which I learnt in Whittington school.” She then repeated some of the texts; and said, “ I know I am a great sinner, but I am not afraid to die, because Christ Jesus came into the world to save sinners, and

my hope is in him.” She then begged that I would go soon, and administer the Sacrament to her ; which I promised to do, provided her mother obtained the leave of the minister of the parish. The next day, however, she was removed into a better world. * Such instances may well lead us to thank God and take courage. The husbandman hath long patience. And many a seed, to all appearance lost, may spring up after many days, and amply reward the sower.

Oh! how my young readers should pray, that they may know the day of their visitation; and walk as children of light, while they have the light.

* I must own too, that I was not a little pleased by an incident that occurred to me in Manchester the other day. After I had left the Church in the evening, where I had been preaching for the schools, a young man came up to me, pulled off his hat, shook hands with me, and made himself known, as an old Sunday-scholar of ours. He said he had reason to bless God for our Sunday instruction, as it had been a great comfort and means of keeping him from evil, on going out into the world.