Extract from a Sunday-School Hymn

Hear, Lord, the song of praise and pray'r,
In heaven, thy dwelling-place,
From infants, made the public care,
And taught to seek thy face!

Thanks for thy word, and for thy day,
And grant us, we implore,
Never to waste in sinful play
Thy holy sabbaths more.

Thanks that we hear--but, oh! impart
To each desires sincere,
That we may listen with our heart,
And learn, as well as hear.