LXXV.-MORNING SONG.

My God, who makes the sun to know proper hour to rise,

His

And to give light to all below,

Doth send him round the skies.

When from the cham-bers of the east His morning race begins,

He never tires nor stops to rest,

But round the world he shines.

So like the sun would I fulfil
The business of the day;

Begin my work betimes, and still
March on my heaven-ly way.

Give me, O Lord, thy early grace,
Nor let my soul complain

That the young morning of my days
Has all been spent in vain.

LXXVI.-THE LORD'S PRAYER.

OUR Father which art in heaven,
Hallowed be thy name.

Thy kingdom come.

Thy will be done on earth as it is in

heaven.

Give us this day our daily bread.

And forgive us our debts as we forgive our debtors.

And lead us not into temptation; but deliver us from evil :

For thine is the kingdom, and the power,

and the glory, for ever. Amen.

When the pupil can copy these fairly, let him draw the same on a larger scale.