Dear Lord Jesus!--We thank thee for the Bible--we thank thee that it tells us--that God loves us--that he sent Jesus to die for us.--We thank thee--for all its promises;--that it tells us--if we love Jesus--and trust in him--we shall go to heaven;--that if we love Jesus--and trust in him--he will never leave us.--To-night, dear Father--send the blessed Spirit--to make us attentive--to help us to find Jesus--and what he would have us to do--and how we can get to heaven.--O dear Saviour!--sometimes when we try--we find it very hard--to do right.--Let us never be discouraged--but whenever we sin--go to Jesus and tell him all--and get his help.--Dear Jesus--help us to live for thee--to do good while we live--to be a blessing to all around us--and to show that we love thee--in our homes--to little brothers and sisters--and to all our companions--at home--at school--and everywhere.--May we so live--that everybody shall see--that we are Jesus' little lambs.--Hear our prayer--and come to-night and be our Teacher--and may our little hearts--to-night--be given away to Jesus--to love and serve him--as long as we live.--We ask for Jesus' sake.--Amen. [This simple petition was offered by the children, as with one voice, the tone and accentuation of the leader being caught up and carried by them with affecting earnestness of pleading. One could not but feel that the exercise was _real_, with both teacher and class.] TEACHER.--Now sing with me one verse more, children, and we will take a Bible lesson together. It is new to you, but we sung it over once this afternoon, and I guess you can sing it now. I will sing one verse for you, because it is new to you, and then we will sing it together. It begins with "Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord!" Let me sing it for you. [Teacher sings.] "Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord, Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord, Oh, I must be a lover of the Lord, Or I can't go to heaven when I die." [The children then sing it with Mr. Wells, and finally by themselves, clearly, loudly and accurately.] There is a little sentence of only four words, children, that has been more precious to me than any other in the world. I wrote it on a piece of paper years ago, and put it in my pocket-book--here it is, with little flowers around it--[Producing it and holding it up to the class.] Would you like me to give you these four words? _Yes, sir!_ Well, I will write them on the board. [Writes:] _Christ died for me._ I do not know whether you can read--[the children, quickly interrupting, read "_Christ died for me_".] Yes, if ever this world loves Jesus, it will be because these four little words get into everybody's heart. Try and remember them.