MORAL SONGS.

THE FIVE SENSES.

Five Senses God has given to us,
Through which we learn to know
The many things around us plac'd
In this fair world below.

The Eye can see the shining sun
Which sheds his light so wide,
And shows the houses, hills, and woods,
And men on every side.

'Tis by the wond'rous Ear we learn
That birds in songs rejoice,
Sweet music know, and ever hear
The kindly human voice.

Our hands can feel if hard, or soft,
Whatever we may hold,

And feeling spread all over us,

Makes known the heat or cold.

We smell the fields and new-mown hay,
The flowers so very sweet,

And by this sense are taught if good
And fresh the food we eat.

But God has also added taste,
That food may pleasure give,
And we may pure enjoyment have,
From that by which we live.

We all our senses should employ

On things of useful kind,

And treasure each good thought and pure, By memory, in the mind.

THE BODILY POWERS.

I have got a tongue to talk,
Legs and feet on which to walk,
Hands which many things can do,
With most useful fingers too.

With my tongue I every day
Kind and gentle things should say,
Naughty words should never speak,
But let all be pure and meek.

On my feet I walk to school,
Just in time to break no rule;
And when mother calls, must run
That her will be quickly done.

I can nothing do as yet

With my hands my bread to get; But I trust that I shall learn Them to useful works to turn.

If we would know true delight, We must always use aright Every power that God imparts— This will give us happy hearts.

THE MENTAL POWERS.

I know I am a little child,

See things around me placed; I often think on what I'm told, Remember what is pass'd.

I sometimes very happy feel,
And sometimes I am sad;
And Conscience tells me what it is

To be or good or bad.

I hope I shall grow up a man ;

I fear to do a wrong;

I love my little sister dear

Rejoice to sing my song.

Oh! may I learn to know my God,
And often think of Him;
Remember all His holy laws,

And love His sacred name.

Then Conscience will be calm and pure,
And hell I need not fear;

But hope for heaven, and when I die
Rejoice for ever there.

This is the best way to employ
The mind which God has giv'n,

And live on earth as if I saw
The happy world of heaven.

THE WORLD.

The wond'rous earth on which we live
Was made by God's command;
Three parts by water cover'd are,
The rest is solid land.

It turns upon its axis round,
Which causes day and night,
And makes the sun appear to rise,
To give us warmth and light.

Each year it circles round the sun,
And makes the seasons change;
Spring, summer, autumn, winter too,
So varied in their range.

The land is cover'd o'er with herbs,
And flowers, and trees, and plants;
Which with most wholesome food supply
Unnumbered creatures' wants.

The waters mist and dew afford,
With clouds that fall again
Upon the earth in kindly showers
Of sweet refreshing rain.

THE VEGETABLE KINGDOM. C.M.

How beautiful the earth appears―

Array'd in lovely green,

With herbs, and plants, and shrubs, and trees,

In flower and blossom seen.

They grow from little tiny seeds
When scatter'd in the earth;
And from each tree, year after year,
Fresh leaves come budding forth.

How wonderful the pow'r of God-
That to a thing so small
Can give a mystic pow'r to grow

So beautiful and tall.

And further still, each tree and plant

Will many seeds produce,

Which soon would grow just like itself,

Supplied with vital juice.

All things that grow, but do not feel,

We vegetable call;

And they so many uses have

We cannot tell them all.

To birds and beasts they offer shade,

And some afford them food;

And many roots, and herbs, and fruits,

For man are very good.

Some are delightful, rich, and sweet,

And pleasant to the taste;

But it is wrong too much to eat,

Or shamefully to waste.

God's gifts to us are freely giv'n,

But never to abuse;

We should partake with thankful hearts,

And moderately use.