all day. His sister then got help, and lifted him up on to the children's bed, and after a bit he came to, and then she made him eat a morsel. And he went off to sleep, but my poor girl never woke up through it all. Well, when he was dressed, next morning, and going out to work, he was standing a-nigh her when she opened her eyes. John,' says she, God has been talking to me, and I can never doubt Him more. I'm quite willing to go, now, when He pleases; and I'm quite happy. I know I am going to my Saviour, and you will take care of the children, and may they come to me.' And, ma'am," concluded the old woman, “she has continued in that mind ever since. I don't know what you may think of it, but I call it a direct answer from heaven to prayer." ANON. The following hymns were sung at a special prayer meeting for the young, held at Clifton Chapel, on Thursday evening, January 4th, 1872 : (WRITTEN FOR THE OCCASION BY THE EDITOR 66 OF THE LITTLE GLEANER.") 8.7.4. Matt. xxi. 15, 16. Tune, Mount of Olives. ONCE did loud and sweet Hosannahs Here may youths Hosannah sing. Jesus, Thou art still unchanged, 8.7. Praise, through grace made sweetly perfect, Get true praise from children's tongues. Shed upon the youths around us, First convict, then bring them near. We are passing onward ever, Bless to youths the seed we sow. Here may youths Hosannahs sing. Matthew xix. 13-15. Tune, Peace (Clifton Tune Book). ONCE were brought, that He might bless them; Children to the Lamb of God, Though some chid, the Lord received them, Meek and lowly, loving Saviour, Bring the young with supplications; O thou children-loving Jesus, Shield them from ten thousand dangers, Use the truth that those who teach them In addition to these, we now add another breathing song, in which aspirations of soul may every living reader of the GLEANER and SOWER unite. C.M. Tune, Entreaty (Clifton Tune Book). GIVE to the GLEANER wings, O Lord, Give motives pure to him who aims His monthly ears of golden grains, Make him the means on every hand To raise a youthful throng, Who, when their Fathers reach Thy land : As hands who now Thy banner hold Displaying to the world around That flag, by heaven given, Thus, through our Gleaning, Sowing words, A seed to show they are the Lord's, EDITOR'S ADDRESS TO HIS YOUNG How soon, dear readers, how very soon the first twelfth of the new year has passed us by, and here we are spared to gather and to send forth our second bundle for 1872. We just wrap around it a few outgushings of our hearty wishes for our dear young friends, and though the gathered ears that form our gleanings for February are the important matter in the eyes of our readers, yet we believe, from the kindly remarks of many, that the band we wrap around our bundle will not be despised. Oh, may it be scanned with profit ! We wish for our readers, while yet in their youth, We wish that their minds a garner may be, Know the sweets of true union with Christ as a Head, We wish that their consciences, tender through grace, We wish that while young their feet may be led, We wish that the GLEANER and SOWER may prove May readers who help us the widows to aid, May God help the writer with labour and care, |