...first years be past ; That I may give for ev'ry day Some good account at last. WATTS. A CRADLE HYMN. Hush, my dear ! lie still and slumber, Holy angels...food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; And without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou'rt attended...

...Cradle Hymn." USH ! my dear, lie ftill and flumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heav'nly bleffings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ! thy food and raiment, Houfe and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well fupplied....

...Cradle Hymn." USH ! my dear, lie ftill and flumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heav'nly bleffings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ! thy food and raiment, Houfe and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well fupplied....

...she does. Mother has taught me two verses to sing to baby, and she says she will teach me some more : "Hush, my dear! lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed, Heavenly blessings withont number Gently fulling on thy head. " How much belter thon'rt attended Than the Son of God could...

...Jesus born at Bethlehem. Sweetly they fold their hands to pray, and the mother sings by their cradle, " Hush, my dear, lie still and slumber ; Holy angels...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. " How much better thou 'rt attended, Thau the Son of God could be, When from heaven he descended, And...

...and then continues singing, with a soft and plaintive voice, the cradle hymn— "Hush, my babe, He still and slumber; Holy angels guard thy bed; Heavenly...blessings, without number, Gently falling on thy head." Again and again his birthday has come round. He is still feeble and defenseless; but if one might be...

...And gives a sure hope at the end of his days, Of rising in brighter array. G8 A CRADLE HYMN. Husu, my dear, lie still and slumber, Holy Angels guard...and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care and payment, All thy wants are well supplied. How much better thou art tended Than the Son of God could...

...youth the war-whoop of the savage and thy mother's sweet and soulcomposing hymn : "Hush, my child, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed ; Heavenly blessings, without number, Rest upon thine infant head : " Come, New England, take the old banners of thy conquering host, the...

...borne, To give thee no longer occasion to mourn. 8. The Christian Mother's Cradle Hymn. HUSH, my babe, lie still and slumber, Holy angels guard thy bed,...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. How much better thou'rt attended Than thy Saviour chose to be, When from heaven he descended And became...

...— but soon there arose a sweet voice that drowned the child's unquiet murmur — " Hush, my babe ! lie still and slumber ; Holy angels guard thy bed,...blessings without number, Gently falling on thy head." Back, back through years of sin and suffering did the mind of Charles Burton return with electric speed....