THE CHILDREN'S HYMN FOR THEIR PATRONESS.
1
On God, whose eyes are over all,
Who shows to all a father's care,
First, with each voice, we children call,
And humbly raise our daily prayer.
2
And next, to her, who placed us here,
The path of knowledge to pursue,
(Oh! witness all we have—a tear!)
Our heartfelt gratitude is due.
3
Our parents, when they draw their breath,
In pain, and to the grave descend,
Shall smile upon the bed of death,
To think their children have a friend.
4
As slow our infant thoughts expand,
And life unfolds its opening road,
We still shall bless the bounteous hand
That kind protection first bestowed.
5
And still, with fervour we shall pray,
When she to distant scenes shall go;
That God, in blessing, might repay
The blessings which to her we owe!
