...Hymn. WATTS. TJUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and number, " Holy angels guard thy bed ! Hcav'nlv blcffings, tracts( Zare Grecian ghofts, that in battle were flain, And unburied remain Ing Houle and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants arc well fupplicd....

...WATTS. TTUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and (lumber, ^ ^ Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heav'nly blelfings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment. Houle and home thy friends provide ; All without thy eare or payment, All thy wants are well lupply'd....

...Heavenly bleffingswithout number Gently falling co thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, H oufe and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants arc well fupply'd. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven...

...Hymn. WATTS. TjUSH! my dear, lie ftill and number, *^ Holy angels guard thy bed I Hcav'nly bleiiings, without number, Gently falling on thy head. Sleep,...without thy care. or payment, All thy wants are well fupplied. How much better thou 'it attended Than the Son of God could be j When from heaven he dcfcended,...

...blciliiigs, without number,. Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my bahe ! thy food and raiment, Houle and home, thy friends provide; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well fupplied. How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could bei When from heav'n he defcended,...

...CRADLE-HYMN. HUSH \ my dear, lie still, and slumber ; Holy angels guard thy bed ! Heavenly blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment ; All thy wants are well supplied....

...for•CHILDREN. A Cradle Hymn. HUSH ! my dear, lie ftill and fiumber, Holy Angels guard thy Bed ! Heav'nly Bleffings without Number Gently falling on thy Head....Payment, All thy Wants are well fupply'd. How much better thou'rt attended Than the SON of GOD could be ; Soft and eafy is thy Cradle ; Coarfe and hard thy Saviour...

...Heavenly hlessings without numher Gently falling on thy head. Sleep, my hahe ; thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment. All thy wants are well supplied. How much hetter thou 'rt attended Than the Son of God could he, When from Heaven he descended,...

...blessings without number Gently falling on thy head. Í Sleep, my babe ; thy food and raiment, House and home thy friends provide, All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supply 'd. 3 How much better thou'rt attended Than the Son of God could be, When from heaven he descended...

...let blessings without number Gendy light upon thy head ! Sleep, my babe, thy food and raiment, House and home, thy friends provide ; All without thy care or payment, All thy wants are well supplied ! Soft, my child ; I did not chide thee, Though my song might sound too hard ; Tis thy mother...