HYMNS REVISED 678 - 702

Verse 1 Precious gifts that come from God, Our dear children whom we love. What a blessed privilege we have, Molding hearts for heav'n above. Chorus Teach your children! Love your children! Train them in the way of God. What a sweet reunion there will be in our home eternally. Verse 2 Fathers you must lead the way, Daily teach and with them pray. And the mothers too, with tender hand, Kindly guide them lest they stray. Chorus Teach your children! Love your children! Train them in the way of God. What a sweet reunion there will be in our home eternally. Verse 3 Sweetest home Christ has prepared Where no tear will dim our eye. And our faithful loved ones there can sing Grateful praise to God on high. Chorus Teach your children! Love your children! Train them in the way of God. What a sweet reunion there will be in our home eternally.

Verse 1 Walk beside me, O my Savior, While life's morning sky is bright; Grant me now Thy loving favor, Flood my path with heav'nly light; Whether good or ill betide me, Whether skies be dark or clear, Ever stay so close beside me, I may know and feel Thee near. Verse 2 When the noontide's glowing splendor Brings its weight of toil and care, May Thy love, so pure and tender, All my heavy burdens bear; In a weary land, provide me Shelt'ring rock and cooling spring; When the tempest rages, hide me Underneath Thy folded wing. Verse 3 When the twilight shades descending, Warn my soul that night is near, With the hues of sunset blending, Let the light of heav'n appear; Thru the valley, Savior take me, Close my eyes when night shall come; Then bid angel voices wake me, Sweetly singing, "Welcome home." Coda Blessed Savior, walk with me; Take away all anxious fear; Ever stay so close beside me, I may know and feel Thee near.

Verse 1 Thank you, Lord, for in creation man was lonely incomplete; From his rib You made a helper suited for him, kind and sweet; "Leave your father and your mother, go and cleave unto your wife." What a beautiful relation; two becoming one for life. Verse 2 Thank you, Lord, for faithful fathers, loving, giving, strong and brave, Leading happy households onward, praying for their homes to save, For their daily needs providing, willing to correct and stand. O how precious are our fathers! How we need them in the land! Verse 3 Thank you, Lord, for loving mothers, godly hearts and hands to serve, Priced above the precious rubies, having virtues all observe. Children rise and call them blessed; husbands give them praises due. Who can tell of their adornment, inward beauty, pure and true? Verse 4 Thank you, Lord, for little children, how they fill our hearts with love! Humble, innocent, and trusting, like Your children up above.  In our hands, as clay they're molded, ever lea...