Frightful monsters seize their prey,
Or the dark and bloody stream
Bears the struggling child away.

Fainter now, and fainter still,
Breaks the cry upon the ear;
But the mother's heart is steel,
She unmoved that cry can hear.

Send, O send the Bible there,
Let its precepts reach the heart;
She may then her children spare,
Act the mother's tender part.

I have heard of a little boy who learned this hymn. He was deeply
affected by it, and wanted very much to give something to send the
Gospel to India. But he had no money. He was, however, willing to labor
in order to earn some. Hearing that a gentleman wanted the chips removed
from the ground near his woodpile, he hired himself to him, removed the
chips, got his money, and, with glistening eyes, went and delivered it
up, to be sent to the heathen, repeating, as he went,

Send, O send the Bible there,
Let its precepts reach the heart;
She may then her children spare,
Act the mother's tender part.

About one hundred miles above the mouth of the Hoogly is the city of
Calcutta, and about five hundred miles above that city is the city of
Benares. In these cities, as well as in other places, we see how much