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Poem August 8, 1817

The Rhode Island American, And General Advertiser

Providence, Providence County, Rhode Island

What is this article about?

A religious hymn dedicated to a Sunday School instructress, thanking God for protection through life and praying for blessings on the children, invoking Jesus' words about children entering heaven.

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MISCELLANY.
FROM THE BOSTON CENTINEL.
A HYMN
For an Instructress of a Sunday School.
BY A MEMBER OF THE SOCIETY OF W. F. S.
Father of Heaven! thy wondrous power
Led us through childhood's dawning ray,
Upheld us still through every hour,
And brought us to maturer day!
When gently gliding o'er life's wave.
Thy smile has holy love revealed;
And when no earthly art could save,
Thine arm of power has been our shield.
An Heavenly step has stilled the sea,-
A voice has whispered "Peace, be still!"
A star on high has shown us Thee,
And cast rich splendour on Thy will.
Grateful for this protecting grace
We lead these Children to Thy throne.
Oh! may they there Thy mercy trace,
And Thy presiding presence own!
For Jesus' sake, we ask thine aid-
Sanction the hope his words have given-
"Forbid them not to come" he said,
"For such are those who dwell in Heaven."
Oh! bless these yet unsullied flowers!
O'er-arch them with religion's sky--
Beam on them through their earthly hours,
The fairer may they bloom on high!

What sub-type of article is it?

Hymn

What themes does it cover?

Religious Faith Moral Virtue

What keywords are associated?

Hymn Sunday School Religious Instruction Children Gods Protection Jesus Heaven

What entities or persons were involved?

By A Member Of The Society Of W. F. S.

Poem Details

Title

A Hymn

Author

By A Member Of The Society Of W. F. S.

Subject

For An Instructress Of A Sunday School.

Key Lines

"Forbid Them Not To Come" He Said, "For Such Are Those Who Dwell In Heaven." Oh! Bless These Yet Unsullied Flowers! O'er Arch Them With Religion's Sky The Fairer May They Bloom On High!

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