126 GOD IS GOOD. Draws back the curtain of the night, "Tis thine, my God, - the same that kept 'Tis thine my daily bread that brings, In death's dark valley though I stray, May that sure hand uphold me still To bring me to thy holy hill, MONTGOMERY. GOD IS GOOD. GOD is good! each perfumed flower, GOD IS GOOD. The insect, fluttering for an hour, All things proclaim that God is good. I hear it in each breath of wind; And clouds, with gold and silver lined, Each little rill, that many a year Joins in the song, that God is good. The restless sea, with haughty roar, Calms each wild wave and billow rude, Retreats submissive from the shore, And swells the chorus, "God is good." The countless hosts of twinkling stars The moon that walks in brightness, says 127 MRS. FOLLEN. 128 WHO TAKES CARE. WHO TAKES CARE. In winter where can be the flowers, And who will bring them back again, And who will bring the little lambs And teach them how to know their dams, And who will teach the little birds To build their nests on high, And, though they cannot speak in words, The Lord in Heaven-'t is there he dwells And his own book, the Bible, tells Much more about Him too. SACRED SONGS FOR SUNDAY SCHOOLS. FLOWERS. 129 FLOWERS. GOD might have made the earth bring forth The oak-tree, and the cedar-tree, He might have made enough, enough want of ours; For every For luxury, medicine, and toil, And yet have made no flowers. The clouds might give abundant rain, Then wherefore, wherefore were they made, Springing in valleys green and low, 130 CHILDREN IN CHURCH. Our outward life requires them not, To comfort man, to whisper hope For whoso careth for the flowers, MARY HOWITT. CHILDREN IN.CHURCH. WHEN to the house of God we go, They stand before his presence now, Who only at his footstool bow, And love him whom we cannot see. But God is present everywhere, And watches all our thoughts and ways: And who sincerely sing his praise. |