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 DIOCESE OF FREDERICTON. 
 
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PREFACE. 
 
 TO TUE CLERGY AND LAITT OF THE CHURCH OF ENGLAND 
 
 IN TUE DIOCESE OF FREDERICTON. 
 
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 Deab Brethren: — 
 
 Though the custom of singiog hymns, in time 
 of Divine Service, appears to be recommended in 
 Holy Scripture, has the sanction of the immemorial 
 usage of the Catholic Church, and has prevailed ex- 
 tensively in our own communion, it has been always 
 found to be a difficult task to collect a body of hymns 
 suitable for general use. The Psalms of David were ap- 
 parently turned into metre to meet this difficulty, and 
 perhaps to render other hymns unnecessary. But they 
 have not answered the purpose. The truth is, that the 
 versifiers of the psalms undertook an impossible task. 
 Suitable as some of the psalms are for use as hymns, 
 many of them, from their length, and for other reasons, 
 can never be sung. There are also two other reasons 
 which forbid us to hope for a successful result, in any 
 metrical version of the psalms. First, it is impossible to 
 
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 PREFACE. 
 
 convey tbo mystical or Christian sense of the words 
 without a paraphrase so long as to be tedious in rhyme, 
 and widely different from the original. Secondly, the 
 governing law of Hebrew poetry (and, perhaps, it is 
 not altogether needless to observe that the psalms were 
 written in the Hebrew tongue) is not metre, but paral- 
 lelism ; the force of the sentences lying in their appo- 
 sition to, or contradistinction from each other, or in 
 a repetition of the same sentiment in a different form. 
 It is clearly impossible to convey a notion of this law by 
 means of that jingling sound, in which, by long usage, 
 our ears delight. And I think no one would ever 
 gather, from our metrical version of the psalms, what 
 is the nature of Hebrew poetry. Our very musical 
 and excellent Prayer-Book version shows it sufficiently 
 to the intelligent reader. Still, it must be admitted 
 that many of the psalms in that version have taken 
 such hold of the mind of our congregations, that it 
 would be inexpedient to abandon them; but the reason 
 is, that they are in reality used as Christian hymns, 
 not as translations of the Psalms of David. 
 
 Every one, however, must feel, more or loss, a want 
 of direct reference, for the benefit of the unlearned 
 Christian, to the great mysteries of our faith, to the 
 Sacraments, and to the wants, fears, hopes, and joys of 
 believers in a Saviour, not now to come in the flesh, 
 but ascended into glory; and for these purposes, a col- 
 
PREFACE. V 
 
 lection of hymns has frequently been thought desirable : 
 yet, here our difficulty begins. It is easier to discover 
 what our hymns should not be, than to find such as are, 
 in all respects, meet for congregational use ; and the 
 countless numbers of hymn-books prove, not only a dif- 
 ference of taste, but a real difficulty of selection. If it 
 be desirable, as it appears to me to be, that a hymn- 
 book, for the use of congregations in communion with 
 the Ohurch of England, should be composed of pieces 
 of real poetry, not remote from common understandings, 
 yet suggestive of holy thoughts; if such hymns should 
 express the wants, hopes, and joys of a worshipping 
 church, not of an individual mind ; if they should not 
 be long, nor, by reason of the irregularity of metre, 
 incapable of being sung to known tunes; if they should 
 be framed on the model of our Prayer-Book, and in har- 
 mony with its teaching ; if all familiar, irreverent ex- 
 pressions, and needless repetitions, should bo rejected; 
 the difficulty of making such a selection is no light 
 one. We may, perhaps, add to this the difference of 
 mental training, which makes the very thing which to 
 some eyes seems a blot, to others appear a beauty. 
 
 At my visitation, in 1853, a committee of the clergy 
 of the Diocese was unanimously appointed to consider 
 this matter, and, after careful consideration, we have 
 agreed to a general recommendation of the present 
 Hymn-Book. Its basis is the book published by the 
 
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 PRETACE. 
 
 Society for Promoting Christian Knowledge ; but it 
 contains many excellent hymns not found in that col- 
 lection, and we have excluded some, of which we 
 thought less favorably. As far as was practicable, it 
 has been our endeavor to give the hymn to the reader 
 as it was written by the author; and to allow of no 
 departure from the original without some paramount 
 reason. The book will be found to be cheap, and of 
 convenient size, and suitable both for congregations 
 and individuals, who will find their account in teaching 
 their children these holy songs, and in thus impressing 
 the great truths of Christianity on the minds of the 
 young, in a manner which time will never wholly 
 efface. 
 
 Commending this, and all other works of love, to 
 the Divine blessing, I am, dear Brethren, 
 
 Your faithful servant and Bishop, 
 
 JOHN FREDERICTON. 
 Fbedebicton, Aug. 31, 1865. , 
 
CONTENTS. 
 
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 Advent g 
 
 Christuas . . . , . . . ,14 
 
 The Cirouucision 20 
 
 The Epiphany , . . . , , ,21 
 After THE Epiphany . . . . , . 23 
 
 Ash-Wednesday 25 
 
 Lent 25 
 
 Week before Easter 29 
 
 Good Friday . , "^ . , , , , 30 
 
 Easter Day 35 
 
 After Easter 40 
 
 Ascension to Whitsuntide . . . . ,45 
 
 Whitsuntide 51 
 
 Trinity Sunday 55 
 
 After Trinity Sunday 57 
 
 Holy Days . .... . . . f9 
 
 The Ember Days 86 
 
 Ordination 88 
 
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 ADVENT. 
 
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 Hark I the glad sound ! the Saviour oomes» 
 
 The Saviour promised long ! 
 Let every heart prepare a throne, 
 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 lie oomes, the prisoners to release, 
 
 In Satan's bondage held ; 
 The gates of brass before Him burst, 
 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 He comes, the broken heart to bind. 
 
 The bleeding soul to cure ; 
 And with the riches of his grace 
 
 To bless the humble poor. 
 
 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 And heaven's eternal arches ring 
 
 With thy beloved Name. 
 
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 Lo I He comes I in clouds descending, 
 Once for favor'd sinners slain ; 
 
 Thousand thousand saints attending 
 Swell the triumph of his train ; 
 
 Hallelujah I 
 Hallelujah I Amen. 
 
 Every eye shall now behold Him, 
 Robed in dreadful majesty ; 
 
 Those who set at nought and sold Him, 
 Pierced, and nail'd Him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 Every island, sea, and mountain. 
 Heaven and earth shall flee away ; 
 
 All w;ho hate Him must, confounded. 
 Hear the trump proclaim the day ; 
 
 Come to judgment! 
 Come to judgment; come away ! 
 
 Now redemption, long expected. 
 See ! in solemn pomp appear ! 
 
 All his saints by man rejected, 
 Now shall meet Him in the air ! 
 
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 See the day of God appear I 
 
 Yea, Amen 1 let all adore Thee, 
 High on Thine eternal throne ! 
 
 Saviour 1 take the power and glory ; 
 Claim the kingdom for Thine own I 
 
 Oh, come quickly 1 
 Hallelujah ! Come, Lord, come ! 
 
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 HosANNA to the living Lord ! 
 Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word ! 
 To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
 Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing. 
 
 L.M. 
 
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 ADVENT. 
 
 Saviour ! with protecting care 
 Beturn to this thine House of Prayer : 
 Assembled in thy sacred name, 
 Here we thy parting promise claim. 
 
 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, 
 Eternal ! bid thy Spirit rest ; 
 And make our secret soul to be 
 A temple pure, and worthy Thee ! 
 
 So, in the last and dreadful day, 
 "When heaven and earth shall melt away, 
 Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain. 
 Shall swell the sound of praise again. 
 
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 L.M. 
 
 The Lord will come : the earth shall quake; 
 The hills their fixed seat forsake ; 
 And, withering from the vault of night, 
 The stars withdraw their feeble light. 
 
 The Lord will come : but not the same 
 As once in lowly form He came, 
 A silent Lamb to slaughter led, 
 The bruis'd, the suff'ring, and the dead. 
 
 The Lord will come : a dreadful form. 
 With wreath of flame and robe of storm, 
 On cherub wings and wings of wind, 
 Anointed Judge of human kind. 
 
 Go, sinners, to the rocks complain : 
 Go, seek the mountain's cleft in vain : 
 But faith, victorious, o'er the tomb, 
 Shall sing for joy, the Lord is come. 
 
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 P.M. 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down I 
 Fix in U8 thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All thy faithful mercies crown. 
 Jesu I Thou art all compassion. 
 
 Pure, unbounded love Thou art ; 
 Visit us with thy salvation, 
 
 Enter ev'ry longing heart. 
 
 Come, Almighty, to deliver I 
 
 May we all thy life receive ; 
 Suddenly return, and never, 
 
 Never more thy temple leave : 
 Thee would we be ever blessing. 
 
 Serve Thee as thine hosts above, 
 Still adore Thee without ceasing, 
 
 Glory in thy perfect love. 
 
 Yea, complete thy new creation ! 
 
 Pure and spotless may we be : 
 May we see thy great salvation ; 
 
 Perfectly restored by Thee ! 
 Changed from glory into glory. 
 
 Till in heaven we take our place, 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 6. 
 
 Come, Thou long expected Jesus, 
 Born to set thy people free ; 
 
 From our fears and sins release us, 
 Let us find our rest in Thee. 
 
 IsraeFs strength and consolation, 
 Hope of all the earth, Thou art 
 
 Blest desire of every nation, 
 Joy of every faithful heart. 
 
 P.M. 
 
ADVENT. 
 
 Born Thy people to deliver : 
 Born a cnila, and yet a king ; 
 
 Born to reign in us for ever, 
 Now Thy gracious kingdom bring. 
 
 By Thine own eternal Spirit, 
 Rule in all our hearts alone ; 
 
 By Thine all suflScient merit 
 Kaise us to Thy glorious throne. 
 
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 L.M. 
 
 He comes ! He comes I the Judge severe 1 
 The seventh trumpet speaks Him near ; 
 His lightnings flash. His thunders roll ; 
 He's wekome to the faithful soul 1 - 
 
 From heaven, angelic voices sound, 
 See the Almighty Jesus crownM I 
 Girt with omnipotence and grace, 
 And glory decks the Saviour's face. 
 
 Descending on his glorious throne. 
 He claims the kingdoms for his own ; 
 The kingdoms all obey his word. 
 And hail Him their triumphant Lord. 
 
 Shout all ye people of the sky, 
 And all ye saints of God, most high I 
 Jesus, who now his right obtains, 
 For ever and for ever reigns. 
 
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 CHRISTMAS. 
 
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 P.M. 
 
 Hark! the herald angels sing — 
 " Glory to the new-born King ; 
 Peace on earth and mercy mild ; 
 God and sinners reconcil'd." 
 Joyful, all jye nations rise ; 
 Join the triumph of the skies ; 
 With th' angelic host proclaim — 
 " Christ is born in Bethlehem." 
 Hark 1 the herald, &c. 
 
 Yeil'd in flesh the Godhead see; 
 Hail ! incarnate Deity I 
 Pleased, as man, with men to dwell, 
 Jesus, great Immanuel ! 
 Ris'n with healing in his wings, 
 Light and life to all He brings. 
 Hail ! the Sun of Righteousness I 
 Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of Peace I 
 Hark 1 the herald, &c. 
 
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 While shepherds watchM their flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground. 
 The angel of the Lord came down, 
 
 And glory shone around. 
 
 "Fear not," said he — for mighty dread 
 Had seized their troubled mind — 
 
 "Glad tidings of great ^oy I bring 
 To you and all mankind. 
 
 " To you, in David's town this day, 
 
 Is born, of David's line, 
 A Saviour, who is Christ the Lord, 
 
 And this shall be the sign : — 
 
CHRISTMAS. 
 
 " The heavenly Bab% you there shall find 
 
 To human view displayM, 
 All meanly wrapt in swathing bands, 
 
 And in a manger laid.'' 
 
 Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels praising God, who thus 
 
 Address'd their joyful song: — 
 
 " All glory be to God on high. 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good will, henceforth, from Heaven to men, 
 
 Begin and never cease." 
 
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 Bright and joyful is the morn, 
 For to us a Child is born ; 
 From the highest realms of heaven 
 Unto us a Son is given. 
 
 On his shoulder He shall bear 
 Power and majesty, and wear 
 On his vesture and his thigh 
 Names most awful, names most high. 
 
 Wonderful in counsel, He ; 
 
 The incarnate Deity ; 
 
 Sire of ages ne'er to cease, 
 
 King of kings and Prince of peace. 
 
 Gome and worship at his feet, 
 Yield to Christ the homage meet. 
 From His manger to His throne. 
 Homage due to God alone. 
 
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 P.M. 
 
 Angels, from the realms of glory 
 Wing your flight o'er all the earth I 
 
 Ye who sane creation's story^ 
 Now proclaim Messiah's birth ! 
 
 Come, and worship ; 
 Worship Christ, the new-bom King I 
 
 Shepherds, in the field abiding. 
 Watching o'er your flocks by night I 
 
 God with man is now residing. 
 Yonder shines the Infant-light. 
 
 Come, and worship ; 
 Worship Christ, the new-bom King ! 
 
 Saints, before the altar bending. 
 Watching long in hope and fear! 
 
 Suddenly the Lord, descending, 
 In his temple shall appear : 
 
 Come, and worship ; 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King ! 
 
 Sinners, wrung with true repentance, 
 Doom'd for guilt to endless pains, 
 
 Justice now revokes the sentence, 
 Mercy calls you — break your chains 1 
 
 Come, and worship ; 
 Worship Christ, the new-born King I 
 
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 Now let our mingling voices rise 
 In grateful rapture to the skies. 
 
 And hail a Saviour's birth ; 
 Let songs of joy the day proclaim. 
 When Jesus from his glory came 
 
 To bless the sons of earth. 
 
 P.M. 
 
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 CHRISTMAS. 
 
 He came to bid the weary rest, 
 
 To heal the sinner's wounded breast, 
 
 To bind the broken heart; 
 To spread the light of truth around, 
 And to the world's remotest bound 
 
 The heavenfy gift impart. 
 
 He came our trembling souls to save 
 From sin, from sorrow, and the grave. 
 
 And chase our fears away ; 
 Victorious over death and time. 
 To lead us to a happier clime, 
 
 Where reigns eternal day. 
 
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 The race that long in darkness walk'd 
 Have seen a glorious light ; 
 
 The people dwell in day, who dwelt 
 In death's surrounding night. 
 
 To hail thv rise, Thou better Sun, 
 The gathering nations come. 
 
 Joyous, as wben the reapers bear 
 The harvest treasures nome. 
 
 For unto us a Child is born ; 
 
 To us a Son is given ; 
 Him shall the tribes of earth obey. 
 
 Him all the hosts of heaven. 
 
 His name shall be The Prince of Peace, 
 
 For evermore adored. 
 The Wonderful, the Counsellor, 
 
 The Great and Mighty Lord. 
 
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 L.M. 
 
 Jesu I the very thought is sweet ; 
 In that high Name all heart-joys meet : 
 But sweeter than the honey far, 
 The glimpses of Thy presence are. 
 
 No word is sung more sweet than this ; 
 No name is heard more full of bliss ; 
 No thought brings truer comfort nigh, 
 Than Jesus, Son of God, Most High. 
 
 Jesu ! the hope of souls forlorn ! 
 How good to them for sin that mourn ! 
 To them that seek thee, oh how kind 1 
 But what art thou to them that find ! 
 
 No tongue of mortal can express, 
 ^No letters write its blessedness : 
 'Alone, who hath Thee in hib heart 
 Knows, love of Jesus ! what thou art. 
 
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 Saviour, whom this holy morn 
 Gave to our world below ; 
 
 To mortal want and labor born, 
 And more than mortal woe I 
 
 Incarnate Word I by every grief. 
 By each temptation tried ; 
 
 Who lived to yield our ills relief. 
 And to redeem us died : 
 
 If gayly clothed, and proudly fed. 
 In dangerous wealth we dwell, 
 
 Bemind us of thy manger-bed. 
 And lowly cottage cell. 
 
CHRISTMAS. 
 
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 If prest by poverty severe, 
 
 In envious want we pine, 
 may the Spirit whisper near, 
 
 How poor a lot was Thine ! 
 
 Through fickle fortune's various scenes, 
 
 From sin preserve us free ; 
 Like us. Thou hast a mourner been ; 
 
 May we rejoice in Thee. 
 
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 Maker of the starry sphere ; 
 Light to faithful bosoms dear, 
 Jesu, Saviour, Lord of all, 
 Hearken to Thy people's call. 
 
 In the blessed Virgin's womb. 
 Purest flesh Thou didst assume, 
 That to God above might rise 
 An all-holy sacrifice. 
 
 Unto heaven exalted now. 
 At Thy holy name shall bow 
 All that on the earth do dwell, 
 All in heaven, and all in hell. 
 
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 Thou who on the judgment day 
 Our most secret thoughts shalt weigh ; 
 Shield us now with pitying care, 
 Guard us from temptation's snare. 
 
 Honour, glory, love, and praise, 
 Be through never-ending days, 
 To the Father and the Son, 
 And the Spirit, Three in One. 
 
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 THE CIRCUMCISION. 
 
 17. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 ft COME, all ye faithful, 
 
 RejcLiiig, triumphant, * 
 
 To Bethlehem hasten with glad accord. 
 
 See 1 in the manger, 
 
 The Monarch of Angels ; 
 Come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 Sing, choirs of angels, , 
 
 Sing with exultation. 
 Through Heaven's wide courts he your praises pour'd ; 
 
 To God in the Highest, 
 
 Be glory, be glor^ ; 
 Come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 Jesu I we greet Thee, 
 
 Born this happy season, 
 For ages eternal Thy name be ador'd ; 
 
 Word of the Father, 
 
 In our flesh appearing. 
 Come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 THE CIRCUMCISION. 
 
 18. L.M. 
 
 HAPPY day, when first was pour'd 
 The blood of our redeeming Lord I 
 happy day, when first began 
 His sufferings for sinful man I 
 
 Scarce enter'd on this world of woe, 
 His infant blood begins to flow ; 
 Thus early was His love confessed, 
 His future sacrifice expressed. 
 
 Beneath the knife behold the Child, 
 The innocent, the undefil'd ; 
 Of guilt the penalty He pays. 
 For lawless man the law obeys. 
 
 Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, 
 O'T fleshly natures purge away; 
 Thy name : Thy likeness may they bear 1 
 Yea, stamp Thy holy image there. 
 
TUB EPIPHANY. 
 
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 THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 19. P.M. 
 
 Hail to tho Lord's Anointed, 
 
 Great David's greater Son t 
 Hail, in the time appointed, 
 
 His reign on earth begun t 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free ; 
 To take aviray transgression, 
 
 And rule in equity. "• , 
 
 He shall come down like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth ; 
 And joy and hope, like flowers, 
 
 Spring in his path to birth: 
 Before Him, on the mountains. 
 
 Shall Peace, the herald, go ; 
 And Righteousness, in fountains, 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 Kings shall fall down before Him, 
 
 And |;old and incense bring ; 
 All nations shall adore Him, 
 
 His praise all people sing ; 
 For He shall have dominion 
 
 O'er river, sea, and shore, 
 Far as the eagle's pinion 
 
 Or dove's light wing can soar. 
 
 For Him shall prayer unceasing. 
 
 And daily vows ascend ; 
 His kingdom still increasing — 
 
 A kingdom without end : 
 The mountain dews shall nourish 
 
 A seed, in weakness sown, 
 Whose fruit shall spread and flourish, 
 
 And shake like Lebanon. 
 
 O'er every foe victorious. 
 
 He on his throne shall rest ; 
 From age to age more glorious, 
 
 AH blessing and all bless'd : 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His Name shall stand for ever — 
 
 His great, best Name, of Love. 
 
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 THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 20. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Brightist and best of the sons of the morning ! 
 
 Dawn on our darkness, and lend us Thine aid ! 
 Star of the east, the horizon adorning, 
 
 Quide where our infant Redeemer is laid! 
 
 Gold on his cradle the dew-drops are shining, 
 Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; 
 
 Angels adore Him in slumber reclining. 
 Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all I 
 
 Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion, 
 Odours of Edom, and offerings divine, 
 
 Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean. 
 Myrrh from the forest, and gold from the mine ? 
 
 Vainly we offer each ample oblation. 
 Vainly with gifts would His favor secure : 
 
 Richer by far is the heart's adoration, 
 Pearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 21. CM. 
 
 Bright was the guiding star that led, 
 
 With mild benignant ray. 
 The Gentiles to the lowly shed. 
 
 Where the Redeemer lay. 
 
 But lo I a brighter, clearer light 
 
 Now points to his abode ; 
 It shines through sin and sorrow's night, 
 
 To guide us to our God. 
 
 Oh haste to follow where it leads, 
 
 Its gracious call obey I 
 Be rugged wilds, or flow'ry meads, 
 
 The Christian's destin'd way. 
 
 Oh gladly tread the narrow path, 
 While light, and grace are given ; 
 
 Who meekly follow Christ on earth. 
 Shall reign with Him in heaven. 
 
AFTER THli; SPIPHANY. 
 
 AFTER THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 22. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Pratsb, my loul, the King of heaven ; 
 
 To His feet thy tribute bring; 
 Ransom'd, heal'd, restor'd, forgiven^ 
 
 Who like thee His praise should sing 7 
 Praise Him ! Praise Him I 
 
 Praise the everlasting King ! 
 
 Praise Him for his grace and favor 
 
 To our fathers in distress ; 
 Praise Him still the same for ever, 
 
 Slow to chide, and swift to bless : 
 Praise Him ! Praise Him ! 
 Glorious in his faithfulness I 
 
 Angels, hein us to adore Hira, 
 
 Ye behold Him face to face ; 
 Sun and moon, bow down before Him, 
 
 Dwellers all in time and space 
 Praise Him ! Praise Him I 
 
 Praise with us the God of grace ! 
 
 23. P.M. 
 
 Glort be to God on high, 
 God, whose glory fills the sky; 
 Peace on earth, and man forgiven, 
 Man, the well-beloved of Heaven. 
 
 Hail, by all thy works adored 1 
 Hail, the everlasting Lord I 
 All thy glories we confess, 
 Infinite and numberless. 
 
 Holy Spirit, Thee we own ; 
 Thee, Christ, the only Son I 
 Lamb of God for sinners slain, 
 Saviour of offending men. 
 
 Praise the name of God Most High ; 
 Praise Him, all below the sky ; 
 Praise Him, all ye heav'nly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 AFTER THE EPIPHANY 
 
 24. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Praise the Lord ; ye heavens, adore Him, 
 
 Praise Him, an|;el8, in the height; 
 Sun and moon, rejoice before Him, 
 
 Praise Him, all ye stars and light. 
 Praise the Lord 1 for He hath spoken, 
 
 Worlds his mighty voice obey'd ; 
 Laws which never shall be broken 
 
 For their guidance hath he made. 
 
 Praise the Lord I for He is glorious ; 
 
 Never shall his promise fail : 
 God hath made his saints victorious, 
 
 Sin and death shall not prevail. 
 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
 
 Hosts on high. His power proclaim ; 
 Heavea and earth and all creation 
 
 Laud and magnify His name. 
 
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 25. L.M. 
 
 Give to our God immortal praise ; 
 Mercy and truth are all his ways : 
 Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
 Kepeat His mei;cies in your song. 
 
 He built the earth, He spread the sky, 
 And fixM the starry lights on high : 
 Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
 He sent His Son with power to save 
 From guilt, and darkness, and the grave : 
 Wonders of grace to God belong ; 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
 Through this vain world He guides our feet. 
 And leads us to His heavenly seat : 
 Wonders of grace to God belong ; ' 
 Repeat His mercies in your song. 
 
ASH-AVEDNESDAY — LENT 
 
 ASH-WEDNESDAY. 
 
 26. CM. 
 
 Once more the solemn Season calls 
 
 A holy fast to keep ; 
 And now within the sacred walls 
 
 Let priest and people weep. ' 
 
 But come not thou with tears alone, 
 
 Or outward form of prayer ; 
 But let it in thy heart b«» known 
 
 That penitence is there. 
 
 Thy breast to beat, thy clothes to rend, 
 
 God asketh not of thee ; 
 Thy stubborn soul He bids thee bend 
 
 In true humility. 
 
 Oh! let us then, with heartfelt grief, 
 
 Draw near unto our God, 
 And pray to Him to grant relief. 
 
 And stay th' uplifted rod. 
 
 LENT. 
 
 27. CM. 
 
 Lord ! turn not Thy face away 
 From him that lies prostrate. 
 
 Lamenting sore his sinful life, 
 Before Thy mercy-gate ; 
 
 Which Thou dost open wide to those 
 
 That do lament their sin : 
 shut it not against me, Lord, 
 
 But let me enter in. 
 
 Call me not to a strict account 
 
 How I have lived here, 
 For then I know right well, Lord, 
 
 Most vile I shall appear. 
 
 Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask, 
 
 This is the total sum ; 
 For mercy. Lord, is all my suit. 
 
 Oh let thy mercy come. 
 
lENT. 
 
 7s. 
 
 IIoLT Jesu, Saviour blest, 
 As by passion strong possess'd, 
 Through this world of sin we stray, 
 Thou to guide us art the way. 
 
 Holy Jesu, when the night 
 Of sorrow blinds our clouded sight ; 
 Round the cheering day to throw, 
 Saviour, then the Truth art Thou. 
 
 Holy Jesu, when our power 
 Fails us in temptation's hour, 
 All unequal to the strife ; 
 Thou to aid us art the life. 
 
 Channel of the Father's grace, 
 Image of the Father's face. 
 Saviour blest, incarnate Son, 
 AVith the Father Thou art One. 
 
 Glory to the Father be. 
 Glory, only Son, to Thee ; 
 And, of equal power confess'd, 
 Glory to the Spirit blest. 
 
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 29. s.M. 
 
 Mine eyes and my desire 
 
 Are ever to the Lord ; 
 I love to plead his promises, 
 
 And rest upon his word. 
 
 When shall the pardoning grace 
 Of my forgiving God * 
 
 Kestore me from those dangerous ways 
 My wandering feet have trod ? 
 
 Oh keep my soul from death, 
 
 Nor put my hope to shame; 
 For I have placed my only trust 
 
 In my Redeemer's name. 
 
 With humble faith I wait 
 
 To see thy face again ; 
 Of Israel it shall ne'er be said, 
 
 He sought the Lord in vain. 
 
LENT. 
 
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 30. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Lord, when wo bend before thy throne, 
 
 And our confessions pour, 
 Teach us to feel the sins we own, 
 
 And hate what we deplore : 
 Our broken spirits pitying see ; 
 
 True penitence impart ; 
 Then let a kindling glance from Thee 
 
 Beam hope upon the heart. 
 
 When we disclose our wants in prayer 
 
 May we our wills resign. 
 And not a thought our bosom share 
 
 That is not wholly thine ; 
 May faith each weak petition fill, 
 
 And waft it to the skies ; 
 And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still 
 
 That grants it or denies. 
 
 31. CM. 
 
 On for a closer walk with God, 
 
 A calm and heavenly frame ; 
 A light, to shine upon the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb ! 
 
 Return, Holy Dove, return, ^ 
 
 Sweet messenger of rest ! 
 I hate the sins that made Thee mourn. 
 
 And drove Thee from my breast. 
 
 The dearest idol I have known, 
 
 AVhate'er that idol be, 
 Help me to tear it from Thy throne, 
 
 And worship only Thee. 
 
 So shall my walk be close with God, 
 
 Calm and serene my frame ; 
 So purer light shall mark the road 
 
 That leads me to the Lamb. 
 
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 LENT. 
 
 
 CM. 
 
 
 Thou, from whom all goodness flows, 
 
 I lift my heart to Thee ; 
 In all my sorrows, conflicts, wos, 
 
 Lord, remember me I 
 
 When on my aching, burthen'd heart 
 
 My sins lie heavily, 
 Thy pardon grant, Thy peace impart, 
 
 In love, remember me I 
 
 When trials sore obstruct my way, 
 
 And ills I cannot flee. 
 Oh, let my strength be as my day, 
 
 For good, remember me ! 
 
 If on my face, for Thy blest Name, 
 Shame and reproach shall be, 
 
 All hail reproach, and welcome shame. 
 If Thou remember me ! 
 
 When in the solemn hour of death 
 
 1 wait Thy just decree, 
 
 Be this the prayer of my last breath — 
 " Lord, remember mo !" 
 
 
 D. C. M. 
 
 O Lord, Thou knowest all the snares 
 
 That round our pathway bo, 
 Thou knowest that both joys and cares 
 
 Come between us and Thee ; 
 Thou knowest that our frailty 
 
 In Thee alone is strong, 
 To Thee for help and strength we fly ; 
 
 let us not go wrong ! 
 
 bear us up, protect us now 
 
 In dark temptation's hour ; 
 For Thou wert born of woman, Thou 
 
 Hast felt the tempter's power : 
 All sinless, Thou canst feel for those 
 
 Who strive and suffer long ; 
 But 0, midst all our cares and woea 
 
 Still let us not go wrong. ... 
 
WEKK BEFORE EASTER. 
 
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 WEEK BEFORE EASTER. 
 
 34. P.M. 
 Jesu I lover of my soul, 
 
 Let me to thy shelter fly, 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 
 While the tempest still is high; 
 Hide me, my Saviour ! hide. 
 
 Till the storm of life be past ; 
 Safe into the haven guide, 
 
 receive my soul at last ! 
 
 Other refuge have I none. 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee; 
 Leave, ah ! leave me not alone. 
 
 Still support and comfort me : 
 All my trust on Thee is stay'd. 
 
 All my help from Thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of Thy wing. 
 
 Thou, Christ, art all I want ; 
 
 More than all in Thee I find : 
 Raise the fallen, cheer the faint, 
 
 Heal the sick, and lead the blind ; 
 Thou of life the Fountain art, 
 
 Freely let me take of Thee ; 
 Spring Thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. 
 
 35. CM. 
 
 Oh I for a heart to praise my God ; 
 
 A heart from guilt set free ; 
 A heart that's sprinkled with the blood 
 
 So freely shed for me. 
 
 An humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true, and clean. 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 
 From Him who dwells within. 
 
 A heart in every thought renew'd, 
 
 And fill'd with love divine; 
 Perfect, and right, and pure, and good, 
 
 A copy. Lord, of Thine. 
 
 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart ; 
 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write thy new name upon my heart, 
 
 Thy new, best name of Love. 
 
30 WEEK BEFORE EASTER — GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 36. ■ CM. 
 
 With joy we meditate the grace 
 
 Of our High Priest above ; 
 His heart is full of tenderness, 
 
 And overflows with love. 
 
 Touch'd with a sympathy within, 
 
 He knows our feeble frame ; 
 He knows what sore temptations mean. 
 
 For he has felt the same. 
 
 He'll never quench the smoking flax, 
 
 But raise it to a flame ; 
 The bruised reed he never breaks. 
 
 Nor scorns the meanest name. 
 
 Then let our humble faith address 
 
 His mercy and his power ; 
 And we shall find redeeming grace 
 
 In dark temptation's hour. 
 
 GOOD FllIDAY. 
 
 37. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Dark was the night, and cold the ground, 
 
 Where Jesus prostrate laid ; 
 His sweat like drops of blood ran down j 
 
 In agony he pray'd : 
 
 " Father, remove this bitter cup, 
 
 If such thy sacred will ; 
 If not, content to drink it up, 
 
 Thy pleasure I fulfil.'' 
 
 Go to the garden, sinner, see ^ 
 
 These precious drops that flow ; 
 
 The heavy load He bears for thee ; 
 For thee He lies so low. 
 
GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
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 Then learn of Him the cross to bear; 
 
 Thy Father's will obey ; 
 And when temptations sore draw near, 
 
 Awake to watch and pray. 
 
 38. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 SwfiRT the moments, rich iu blessing, 
 
 Which before the cross I spend ; 
 Life, and health, and peace possessing, 
 
 From the sinner's dying Friend : 
 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 
 
 Mercy's streams in streams of blood ; 
 Precious drops, my soul bedewing, 
 
 Plead and claim my peace with God. 
 
 Truly blessed is the station. 
 
 Low before His cross to lie. 
 While I see divine compassion 
 
 Beaming from his pitying eye : 
 Here it is, I find my lieaven. 
 
 While upon the Lamb I gaze ; 
 Love I much ? I've much forgiven ; 
 
 All I have is from his grace I 
 
 Love and grief my heart dividing, 
 
 Gazing here, I'd spend my breath ; 
 Constant still, in faith abiding. 
 
 Life deriving from His death. 
 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation, 
 
 Fix my heart and eyes on Thine, 
 'Till I taste Thy whole salvation, 
 
 Where unveil'd Thy glories shine I 
 
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 GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 39. P.M. 
 
 Hark I tho voice of love and mercy 
 
 Sounds aloud from Calvary ; 
 See I the rocks are rent asunder ; 
 
 Darkness veils the mid-day sky : 
 "It is finished r 
 
 Hear the dying Saviour cry, 
 
 what joy to helpless sinners 
 These triumphant words afford ! 
 
 Heav'nly blessings without measure, 
 Flow to us from Christ the Lord; 
 
 •• It is finished I" 
 Saints His dying words record. 
 
 All the types and shadows finished 
 
 Of the ceremonial law : 
 Man's redemption now completed, 
 
 Death and hell no more shall awe : 
 •* It is finished!" 
 
 Saints, from hence your comfort draw. 
 
 Tune your harps anew, yo seraphs ; 
 
 Join the triumph to proclaim : 
 All on earth, and all in heaven, 
 
 Join to praise the Saviour's name : « 
 Hallelujah ! 
 
 Glory to the bleeding Lamb I 
 
 - 40. 
 
 Saviour ! when in dust to Thee 
 Low we bow th' adoring knee. 
 When repentant, to the skies 
 Scai'ce we lift our weeping eyes, 
 O by all Thy pains and woe 
 Sufi'er'd once for man below, 
 Bending from Thy throne on higli. 
 Hear our solemn Litany 1 
 
 By Thy helpless infant years. 
 By Thy life of want and tears. 
 By Thy days of sore distress 
 In the savage wilderness, 
 
 P.M. 
 
GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 By tho drend mysterious hour 
 Of tU' insulting tempter's power, 
 Turn, O turn a I'avoring eye, 
 Hear our solemn Litany ! 
 
 By Thy deep expiring groan, 
 By the sad sepulchral stone, 
 By the vault whose dark abode 
 Held in vain the rising God ! 
 O, from earth to heaven restored. 
 Mighty, re-ascended Lord, 
 Listen, listen to the cry 
 Of our solemn Litany I 
 
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 41. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Rock of ages, rent for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 Let the water and the blood. 
 From Thy riven side which flow'd, 
 Bo of sin the double cure. 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power! 
 
 Not the labors of my hands 
 Can fulfil Thy law's demands ; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears forever flow. 
 All for sin could not atone — 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone I 
 
 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 Simply to Thy cross I cling ; 
 jSaked, come to Thee for dress ; 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace; 
 Foul, I to the fountain fly — 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die 1 
 
 AVhile I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When ni}' eyelids close in death. 
 When I soar to worlds unknown. 
 See Thee on Thy judgment throne — 
 Rock of ages I cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee I 
 
Bi 
 
 GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 42. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 When gathering clouds around I view, 
 And days are dark, and friends are few, 
 On Him I lean, who, not in vain, 
 Experienced every human pain ; 
 He sees my wants, allays my fears, 
 And counts and treasures up my tears. 
 
 If aught should tempt my soul to stray 
 
 From heavenly wisdom's narrow way, 
 
 To fly the good I would pursue, 
 
 Or do the sin I would not do — 
 
 Still He, who felt temptation's power, 
 
 Shall guard me in that dangerous hour. 
 
 And oh I when I have safely past 
 Through every conflict but the last, 
 Still, still unchanging, watch beside 
 My painful bed — for Thou hast died; 
 Then point to realms of cloudless day, 
 And wipe the latest tear away. 
 
 43. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 Not all the blood of beasts 
 
 On Jewish altars slain 
 Could give the guilty conscience peace. 
 
 Or wash away the stain. 
 
 But Christ, the heavenly Lamb, 
 
 Takes all our sins away ; 
 A sacrifice of nobler name, 
 
 And richer blood than they. 
 
 Believing, we rejoice 
 
 To see the curse remove ; 
 We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice, 
 
 And sing his bleeding love. 
 
GOOD i'AlDAY — EASIER DAY. 
 
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 44. L.M. 
 
 When I survey the wondrous cross, 
 On which the Prince of Glory died, 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss, 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, 
 Save in the death of Christ, my God : 
 
 All the vain things which charm me most, 
 I sacritico them to His blood. 
 
 See from his head, his hands, his feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingled down ; 
 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet. 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 Were the whole realm of nature mine. 
 That were an oif'ring far too small ; 
 
 Love so amazing, so divine. 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. 
 
 easter day. 
 
 45. / ''^' ^ • 'cm. 
 
 Since Christ, our passover, is slain, 
 
 A sacrifice for all. 
 Let aiU with thankful hearts agree 
 
 To keep the festival : 
 
 Not with the leaven, as of old. 
 
 Of sin and malice fed ; 
 But with unfeign'd sincerity. 
 
 And truth's unleaven'd bread. 
 
 Christ, being raised by power divine. 
 
 And rescued from the grave, 
 Shall die no more ; death shall on Him 
 
 No more dominion have. 
 
 So count yourselves as dead to sin. 
 
 But graciously restored, 
 And made henceforth alive to God, 
 
 Through Jesus Curist our Lord. 
 
 
36 
 
 EABTER DAY. 
 
 40. 
 
 Jesus Christ is risen to-day, 
 Our triumphant holy day ; 
 Who did once, upon the cross, 
 Suffer to redeem our loss. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Ilallclujah ! 
 Hallelujah t 
 Hallelujah t 
 Hallelujah ! 
 
 Hymns of praise then lot ua sing Hallelujah ! 
 
 Unto Christ our heavenly King ; Hallelujah 1 
 
 Who endured the cross and grave. Hallelujah I 
 
 Sinners to redeem and save. Hallelujah I 
 
 But the pains which He endur'd 
 Our salvation have procur'd ; 
 Now above the sky He's King, 
 Where the angels ever sing 
 
 Hallelujah 1 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Hallelujah I 
 Hallelujah 1 
 
 47. P.M. 
 
 He is risen, He is risen ! 
 
 Tell it with a joyful voice, 
 He has burst his three days' prison, 
 Let the whole wide earth rejoice : 
 Death is conquer'd, man is free, 
 Christ has won the victory. 
 
 Come, ye sad and fearful-hearted, 
 
 With glad smile and radiant brow; 
 Lent's long shadows have departed, 
 All His woes are over now ; 
 And the passion that Ho bore, 
 Sin and pain, can vex no more. 
 
 Come, with high and holy hymning, 
 Chant our Lord's triumphant lay ; 
 Not one darksome cloud is dimming 
 Yonder glorious morning ray, 
 Breaking o'er the purple East ; 
 Brighter far our Easter feast. 
 
KASTEll DAY. 
 
 He 18 rison, IIo is risen ! 
 
 He Ims opM th' eternal pate ; 
 Wo ar free from sin's dark prison, 
 Risen to a holier state ; 
 And a brighter Easter beam 
 On our longing eyes shall stream. 
 
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 48. P.M. 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow; 
 
 The gladly solemn sound 
 Let all the nations know. 
 
 To earth's remotest bound ; 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, yo ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 Jesus, our great High Priest, 
 
 Has full atonement made ; 
 Ye weary spirits, rest ; 
 
 Ye mournful souls, be glad : 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 Extol the Lamb of God, 
 
 The all-atoning Lamb ; 
 Redemption by his blood 
 
 Through all the world proclaim. 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
 Ye who have sold for naught 
 
 Your heritage above, 
 Receive it back unbought. 
 
 The gift of Jesus' love: 
 The year of jubilee is come ; 
 Return, ye ransom'd sinners, home. 
 
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 EAHTER DAY, 
 
 49. 
 
 P.M. 
 
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 The happy morn is como : 
 Triumphant o'er the grave 
 
 Tlie Saviour leaves the tomb, 
 Omnipotent to save : 
 
 Captivity is captive led, 
 
 For Jesus livoth who was dead. 
 
 Who now accHseth them 
 For whom their Surety died ? 
 
 Who shall their souls condemn 
 Whom God hath justified ? 
 
 Captivity is captive led. 
 
 For Jesus liveth, who was dead. 
 
 Christ hath the ransom paid ; 
 
 The glorious work is done; 
 On Ilim our help is laid ; 
 
 By Ilim our victory won ; 
 Captivity is captive led. 
 For «Tesus livoth, who was dead. 
 
 
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 50. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Oh, day of days ! shall hearts set free, 
 No " minstrel rapture" find for Thee ? 
 Thou art the Sun of other days, 
 They shine by giving back Thy rays. 
 
 Enthroned in Thy sovereign sphere. 
 Thou shedd'st Thy light on all the year ; 
 Sundays by Thee more glorious break, 
 An Easter-Oav in every week. 
 
EASTER DAY. 
 
 And week-days, following in their train, 
 The fulness of the blessing gain ; 
 Till all, both resting and employ, 
 Be one Lord's day of holy joy. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below ; 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host. 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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 51. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies ! 
 
 Lo ! Salem's daughters weep around ; 
 A solemn darkness veils the skies ; 
 
 A sudden trembling shakes the ground. 
 
 Here's love and grief beyond degree ; 
 
 The Lord of glory dies for man ! 
 But lo ! what sudden joys I see; 
 
 Jesus, the dead, revives again ! 
 
 The rising God forsakes the tomb ; 
 
 The tomb in vain forbids His rise I 
 Cherubic legions guard him home. 
 
 And shout Him welcome to the skies. 
 
 Sing, " live for ever, glorious King, 
 Born to redeem, and strong to save V 
 
 Sing, " where, death, is now thy sting ? 
 And where thy victory, grave?" 
 
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 AFTER EASTER. 
 
 AFTER EASTER. 
 52. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Songs of praise the angels sang, 
 Heaven with hallelujahs rang, 
 When Jehovah's work begun, 
 When He spake, and it Avas done. 
 Songs of praise awoke the morn 
 When the Prince of Peace was born ; 
 Songs of praise .arose when He 
 Captive led captivity. 
 
 Heaven and earth must pass away ; 
 Songs of praise shall crown that day : 
 God will make new heavens and earth ; 
 Songs of praise shall hail their birth. 
 And shall man alone be dumb, 
 Till that glorious kingdom come? 
 No! the Church delights to raise 
 Psalms, and hymns, and songs of praise. 
 
 Saints below, with heart and voice, 
 Still in songs of praise rejoice ; 
 Learning here, by faith and love, 
 Songs of praise to sing above. 
 Borne upon their latest breath. 
 Songs of praise shall conquer death ; 
 Then, amidst eternal joy, 
 Songs of praise their powers employ. 
 
 53. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Oh ! worship the King all glorious above, 
 Oh I gratefully sing his power and love. 
 Our shield and defender, the Ancient of days. 
 Pavilioned in splendor, and girded with praise. 
 
 Oh 1 tell of his might, sing of his grace, 
 Whose robe is the light, whose canopy space. 
 His chariots of wrath deep thunder-clouds form, 
 And dark is His path on thu wings of the storm. 
 
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 * AFTER EASTEE. ^ 
 
 Frail children of dust, and feeble as frail, 
 In Thee do wo trust, nor find Thee to fail ; 
 Thy mercies how tender I how firm to the end I 
 Our Maker, Defender, Redeemer, and Friend I 
 
 O measureless might ! Ineffable love ! 
 While angels delight to hymn Thee above. 
 The humbler creation, tho' feeble their lays, 
 With true adoration shall join in thy praise. 
 
 64. 
 
 P.M. 
 
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 >m. 
 
 Praise the Lord, whose mighty wonders, 
 
 Earth, and air, and seas display ; 
 Ilim, vho high in tempests thunders, 
 
 Him, whom countless worlds obey. 
 In the eastern skies ascending. 
 
 Praise ^Tim, glorious orb of day ; . 
 Ocean, round the globe extending, 
 
 Praise Him, o'er thy boundless way. 
 
 Pines that crown the lofty mountains - 
 
 Bow in sign of worship low ; 
 All ye secret springs and fountains 
 
 Warble praises as ye flow : 
 Beasts, through nature's drear dominions, 
 
 Praise Ilim, where the wilds extend ; 
 Praise Him, birds, whose sounding pinions 
 
 Up to heaven's gate ascend. 
 
 Man below, the Lord of nature, 
 
 Angel choirs in realms above. 
 Hymning, praise the great Creator, 
 
 Praise th' eternal Fount of Love. 
 Teach us, Lord, to sing thy glory. 
 
 Till in heav'n we take our place; 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. 
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 AFTER EABTER. 
 
 55. 
 
 CM. 
 
 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 It calms the troubled breast ; 
 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 Dear Name I the rock on which I build. 
 
 My shield and hiding-place ; 
 My never-failing treasury, fill'd 
 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 And cold my warmest thought; 
 
 But when I see Thee as Thou art, 
 I'll praise Thee as I ought. 
 
 Till then I would Thy love proclaim 
 
 With ev'ry fleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of Thy Name 
 
 Refresh my soul in death ! 
 
 56. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Let us with a gladsome mind 
 Praise the Lord, for He is kind ; 
 For His mercies shall endure, 
 Jver faithful, ever sure. 
 
 He, with all-commanding might, 
 Fill'd the new-made world with light, 
 For His mercies shall endure. 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 

 AFTER EABTER. 
 
 All things living he doth feed ; 
 His full hand supplies their need : 
 For His mercies shall endure, 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 
 He hath with a piteous eye * 
 Looked upon our misery ; 
 For His mercies shall endure, 
 Ever faithful, ever sure. 
 
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 57. P.M. 
 
 God of mercy, God of grace, 
 Show the brightness of Thy face ; 
 Shine upon us, Saviour, shine. 
 Fill Thy Church with light divine; 
 And Thy saving health extend 
 Unto earth's remotest end. 
 
 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
 Be by all that live ador'd ; 
 Let the nations shout and sing 
 Glory to their Saviour King ; 
 At Thy feet their tribute pay. 
 And Thy holy will obey. 
 
 Let the people praise Thee, Lord ; 
 
 Earth shall then her fruits afiford ; 
 
 God to man his blessing give, 
 
 Man to God devoted live ; 
 
 All below, and all above, 
 
 One in joy, and light, and love. 
 
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 AFTER EABTER. 
 
 58. 
 
 Give thanks to God Most High, 
 
 The universal Lord, 
 The sov'reign King of kings, 
 And be his grace ador'd. 
 His power and grace 
 Are still the same ; 
 And let His Name 
 Have endless praise. 
 
 How mighty is His hand I 
 
 What wonders hath he done ! 
 He form'd the earth and seas, 
 And spread the heav'ns alone. 
 Thy mercy, Lord, 
 Shall still endure ; 
 And ever sure 
 Abides Thy Word. 
 
 Give thanks aloud to God, 
 
 To God the heav'nly King ; 
 And let the i^pacious earth. 
 His work and glories sing. 
 Thy mercy. Lord, 
 Shall still endure; 
 And ever sure 
 Abides Thy Word. 
 
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 69. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Long have we heard the joyful sound 
 
 Of thy salvation. Lord ! 
 Yet, still how weak our faith is found, 
 
 How slow to learn Thy word ! 
 
 How cold and feeble is our love I 
 
 How negligent our fear I 
 How low our hopes of joys above I 
 
 How few aflfectious there ! 
 
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 Great God ! Thy sov'reign aid impart 
 
 To give Thy word success ; 
 Write all its precepts on our heart, 
 
 And deep its truths impress. 
 
 Show our forgetful feet the way 
 That leads to bliss on high ; 
 
 Where knowledge grows witliout decay, 
 And love shall never die. 
 
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 ASCENSION TO WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 ' 60. P.M. 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King ; 
 
 Your God and King adore, > . 
 
 Mortals, give thanks and sing. 
 
 And triumph evermore. 
 Lift up the heart, lift up the voice, 
 " Kejoice j" again I say, " Rejoice." 
 
 The mighty Saviour reigns, 
 
 The God of truth and love ; 
 When He had purg'd our stains. 
 
 He took his seat above. 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 His kingdom cannot fail, 
 
 He rules o'er earth and heav'n, 
 The keys of death and hell 
 
 Are to our Saviour giv'n. 
 Lift up, &c. 
 
 Rejoice in glorious hope ; 
 
 Jesus, the Judge, shall come, 
 And take His servants up 
 
 To their eternal home. 
 We soon shall hear th' archangel's voice. 
 The trump of God shall sound, " Rejoice." 
 
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 61. S.M. 
 
 Thou art gone up on high, 
 
 To mansions in the skies ; 
 And round Thy throne unceasingly 
 
 The songs of praise arise. 
 But we are ling'ring here, 
 
 With sin and care oppress'd ; 
 Lord, send thy promis'd Comforter, 
 
 And lead us to our rest. 
 
 Thou art gone up on high, 
 
 But Thou didst first come down, 
 Through earth's most bitter misery 
 
 To pass unto thy crown ; 
 And girt with griefs and fears 
 
 Our onward course must be ; 
 But only let that path of tears 
 
 Lead us at last to Thee I 
 
 Thou art gone up on high ; 
 
 But Thou shalt come again. 
 With all the bright ones of the sky 
 
 Attendant in thy train. 
 Oh ! by Thy saving power, 
 
 So make us live and die. 
 That we may stand in that dread hour 
 
 At Thy right hand on high. 
 
 
 62. 
 
 Th' eternal gates lift up their heads, 
 The doors are opened wide, 
 
 The King of Glory is gone up 
 Unto His father's side. ' 
 
 Thou art gone in before us. Lord, 
 Thou hast prepar'd a place. 
 
 That we may be where now Thou art, 
 And look upon Thy face. 
 
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 ASCENSION TO WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 And ever on our earthly path 
 
 A gleam of glory lies, 
 A light still breaks behind the cloud 
 
 That veils Thee from our eyes. 
 
 Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds, 
 And let Thy grace be giv'n, 
 
 That while we linger yet below 
 Our treasure be in heaT^n. 
 
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 That, where Thou art at God's right hand, 
 
 Our hope, our love may be : 
 Dwell in us now, that we may dwell 
 
 For evermore in Thee. 
 
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 Hail I the day that sees Him rise, 
 Glorious to his native skies I 
 Christ, awhile to mortals giv'n, 
 Enters now the highest heav'n. 
 
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 Hallelujah I 
 Hallelujah I 
 Hallelujah I 
 Hallelujah I 
 
 There the glorious triumph waits — Hallelujah I 
 
 Lift your heads, eternal gates I Hallelujah I 
 
 Christ has vanquished death and sin. Hallelujah ! 
 
 Take the King of Glory in. Hallelujah ! 
 
 Lo 1 the heav'n its Lord receives I 
 Yet He loves the earth He leaves ; 
 Though returning to His throne. 
 Still He calls mankind his own. 
 
 Hallelujah 1 
 Hallelujah ! 
 Hallelujah ! 
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 64. L.M. 
 
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 Christ, vrho hast prepar'd a place 
 For us around Thy throne of grace, 
 We pray Thee, lift our hearts above, 
 And draw them with the cords of love. 
 
 Source of all good, Thou, gracious Lord, 
 Art our exceeding great reward ; 
 How transient is our present pain! 
 How boundless our eternal gain ! 
 
 With open face and joyful heart, 
 We then shall see Thee as Thou art ; 
 Our love shall never cease to glow, 
 Our praise shall never cease to flow. 
 
 Thy never-failing grace to prove, 
 A surety of Thine endless love, 
 Send down Thy Holy Ghost, to be 
 y The raiser of our souls to Thee. 
 
 ; 65. 
 
 Jesus, rising from the dead, 
 Now hath bruis'd the serpent's head ; 
 Lo I the vanquished powers of hell 
 Swift from heaven like lightning fell. 
 
 Love's redeeming work is done ; 
 Fought the fight, the battle won : 
 Vain the stone, the watch, the seal, 
 Christ hath burst the gates of hell I 
 
 Lives again our mighty King t 
 Where, O death, is now thy sting? 
 Lo ! He claims his native sky ; 
 Grave I where is thy victory ? 
 
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 ASCENSION TO WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 Holy Father, blessed Son, 
 Gracious Spirit, Three in One ; 
 Glory, as of old, to Thee, 
 Now and evermore shall bo. 
 
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 66. L.M. 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead ; |p 
 Our Saviour is gone up on high ; 
 
 The pow'rs of hell are captive led, 
 Dragg'd to the portals of the sky. 
 
 There his triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 
 "Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, 
 Ye everlasting doors give way." 
 
 Loose all your bars of massy light, 
 And wide unfold the radiant scene ; 
 
 lie claims these mansions as his right: 
 Receive the King of Glory in. 
 
 Who is the King of Glory? who? 
 
 The Lord, who all his foes o'ercame ; 
 The world, sin, death, and hell overthrew.; 
 
 And Jesus is the conq^ror's name. 
 
 Lo I His triumphal chariot waits, 
 And angels chant the solemn lay ; 
 
 " Lift up your heads, ye heav'nly gates, 
 Ye everlasting doors give way." 
 
 Who is the King of Glory ? who ? 
 
 The Lord of boundless pow'r possest ; 
 The King of saints, and angels, too, 
 
 God over all, for ever blest I 
 
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 50 
 
 ASCENSION TO WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 67. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Though nature's strength decay, 
 And earth and hell withstand, 
 To Canaan's bounds I urge my way 
 
 At God's command ; 
 The wat'ry deep I pass, 
 
 With Jesus in my view. 
 And through the howling wilderness 
 My way pursue. 
 
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 The goodly land I see 
 
 With peace and plenty blest ; 
 The lana of sacred liberty, 
 
 And endless rest. 
 There dwells the Lord our King, 
 The Lord our Righteousness ; 
 Triumphant o'er the world and sin. 
 The Prince of Peace. 
 
 His whole triumphant host 
 
 Give thanks to God on high ; 
 Hail, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 They ever cry I 
 Hail, Abra'm's God and mine I 
 
 I join the heav'nly lays ; 
 All might and majesty are Thine, 
 And endless praise. 
 
 68. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 With angels round the throne ; 
 
 Ten thousand thousand are their tongues, 
 But all their joys are one. 
 
WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 " Worthy tho Lnmb that died 1" they cry, 
 
 " To bo exalted thus :" 
 " Worthy tho Lamb 1" our lips reply ; 
 
 " For lie was slain for us." 
 
 Jesus is worthy to receive 
 
 Honor and pow'r divine ; 
 And blessings, more than we can give, 
 
 Be, Lord, for ever Thine. 
 
 The whole creation join in one. 
 
 To bless the sacred name 
 Of Him that sits upon the throne, 
 
 And to adore the Lamb. 
 
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 WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 69. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heavenly Dove, 
 With light and comfort from above ; 
 Be Thou our guardian, Thou our guide. 
 O'er every thought and step preside. 
 
 The light of truth to us display. 
 And make us know and love thy way ; 
 Plant holy fear in ev'ry heart. 
 That we from God may ne'er depart. 
 
 Lead us to holiness — the road, 
 The narrow road which leads to God ; 
 Bring us to Christ, the living Way, 
 Nor let us from Him ever stray. 
 
 Lead us to God, our only rest. 
 To be with Him for ever blest ; 
 Lead us to heav'n, its bliss to share, 
 Fulness of joy for ever there. 
 
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 WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 70. C. M. 
 
 The Lord descended from above, 
 And bow'd the heav'ns most high ; 
 
 And underneath His feet lie cast 
 The darkness of the sky. 
 
 On cherubim and seraphim 
 
 Full royally He rode ; 
 And on the wings of mighty winds 
 
 Game flying all abroad. 
 
 Blest be the Lord, th' Almighty God, 
 
 Most worthy of all praise ; 
 He is my rock, my saving health ; 
 
 To Him my songs I'll raise. 
 
 God, my strength and fortitude, 
 
 My heart shall rest on Thee I 
 Thou art my fortress and my hope. 
 
 Through all eternity. 
 
 71. L.M. 
 
 Come, Hol^ Ghost ; Creator, come. 
 And visit all the souls of Thine : 
 
 Thou hast inspir'd our hearts with life -, 
 Inspire them now with life divine. 
 
 Thou art the Comforter, the Gift 
 Of God most high, the Fire of love. 
 
 The everlasting Spring of joy, 
 And tloly Unction from above. 
 
 Thy gifts are manifold ; Thou writ'st 
 God's laws in ov'ry faithful heart ; 
 
 The Promise of the Father, Thou 
 Dost heav'nly eloquence impart. 
 
 Enlighten our dark souls till they 
 Thy love. Thy heav'nly love, embrace; 
 
 And, since we are by nature frail, 
 Assist us with Thy saving grace. 
 
WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
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 72. L.M. 
 
 Spirit of mercy, truth, and love, 
 shed Thine influence from above, 
 And still from age to age convey 
 The V70uders of this sacred day. 
 
 In ev'ry clime, hj ev'ry tongue, 
 Be God's surpassing glory sung : 
 Let all the listening earth be taught 
 The acts our great Eedeemer wrought. 
 
 Dniaiiing Comfort I heavenly Guide ! 
 Still o'er Thy holy Church preside ; 
 Still, let mankind Thy blessings prove ; 
 Spirit of mercy, truth, and love. 
 
 73. CM. 
 
 Spirit of Truth ! on this thy day 
 
 To Thee for help we cry. 
 To guide us through the dreary way 
 
 Of dark mortality. 
 
 We ask not, Lord, the cloven flame. 
 
 Or tongues of various tone ; 
 But long Thy praises to proclaim 
 
 With fervor, in our own. 
 
 No new prophetic voice we hear, 
 
 No mystic dreams we share ; 
 Yet hope to feel Thy comfort near, 
 
 And bless Thee in our prayer. 
 
 When tongues shall cease, and pow'r decay. 
 
 And knowledge empty prove, 
 Do Thou Thy trembling servants stay 
 
 With faith, with hope, and love. 
 
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 WHITSUNTIDE. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Creator Spirit I by whose aid 
 The world's foundations first were laid, 
 Come, visit ev'ry humble mind, 
 And pour thy joy on all mankind : 
 From sin and sorrow set us free, 
 And make us temples meet for Thee. 
 
 Thrice holy Fount I thrice holy Fire ! 
 Our hearts with heav'nly love inspire : 
 Our frailty help, our vice control. 
 And calm the passions of the soul : 
 Come, and Thy sacred unction bring. 
 To sanctify us while we sing. 
 
 Immortal honor, endless fame 
 
 Attend th' Almighty Father's name ; 
 
 Let God the Son, be glorified. 
 
 Who for the world's redemption died; 
 
 And equal adoration be, 
 
 blessed Comforter, to Thee. 
 
 75. 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Love divine ! 
 Let thy light around us shine ; 
 All opr guilty fears remove. 
 Fill us with Thy peace and love. 
 
 Pardon to the contrite give ; 
 Bid the wounded sinner live ; 
 Lead us to the Lamb of God ; 
 Wash us in his precious blood. 
 
 Fiarnest Thou of heav'nly rest, 
 Comfort ev'ry troubled breast ; 
 Life and joy and peace impart, 
 Sanctifying ev'ry heart. 
 
 Guardian Spirit, lest we stray, 
 Keep us in the heav'nly way ; 
 Bring us to Thy courts above, 
 Kealms of light and endless love. 
 
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WHITSUNTIDE — TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 76. * S.M. 
 
 Come, Holy Spirit I come, 
 
 Let thy bright beams arise ; 
 Dispel the sorrow from our minds, 
 
 The darkness from our eyes. 
 Revive our drooping faith, 
 
 Our doubts and fears remove ; 
 And kindle in our hearts the flame 
 
 Of everlasting love. 
 
 'Tis Thine to cleanse the heart. 
 
 To sanctify the soul, 
 To pour fresh life in every part, 
 
 And new create the whole. 
 Dwell Thou within our breast, 
 
 Our minds from bondage free ; 
 So shall we know, and praise, and love. 
 
 The Father, Son, and Thee. 
 
 TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 77. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Hallelujah ! blest and sweetest 
 
 Of the hymns of praise above: 
 Hallelujah! thou repeatest. 
 
 Angel-host, these notes of love : 
 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen. 
 
 Hallelujah! Church victorious. 
 
 Join the concert of the sky: 
 Hallelujah! bright and glorious, 
 
 Lift, ye Saints, this strain on high : 
 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen. 
 
 Hear, Lord, our supplication, 
 
 Hear and answer from on high : 
 May the joy of Thy salvation 
 
 Visit us continually. 
 Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Hallelujah! Amen. 
 
 Hallelujah! to the Father, 
 
 Hallelujah! to the Son. 
 Hallelujah ! to the Spirit, 
 
 One in Throe and Three in One : 
 Hallelujah ! Hallelujah ! while the endless ages run. 
 
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 78. P.M. 
 
 Lead us ! Heav'nly Father, lead us 
 O'er the world's tempestuous sea ; 
 
 Guile us, guard us, keep us, feed us, 
 For we have no help but Thee ; 
 
 Yet possessing every blessing. 
 If our God our Father be. 
 
 Saviour, breathe forgiveness o'er us, 
 All our weakness Thou dost know ; 
 
 Thou didst tread the earth before us, 
 Thou didst feel its keenest woe : 
 
 Lone and dreary, faint and weary, 
 Through the desert Thou didst go. 
 
 Spirit of our God, descending, 
 Fill our hearts with heav'nly joy ; 
 
 Love with ev'ry feeling blending. 
 Pleasures that can never cloy. 
 
 Thus provided, pardoned, guided. 
 Nothing can our peace destroy. 
 
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 79. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Father of heav'n, whose love profound 
 A ransom for our souls hath found, 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 To us Thy pard'ning love extend.; 
 
 Almighty Son, Incarnate Word, 
 Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord, 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 To us Thy saving grace extend. 
 
 Eternal Spirit, by whose breath 
 The soul is rais'd from sin and death. 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 To us Thy quick'ning pow'r extend. 
 
 Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son, 
 Mysterious Godhead I Three in One I 
 Before Thy throne we sinners bend ; 
 Grace, pardon, life to us extend. 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 AFTER TRI]fJITY SUNDAY. 
 
 80. C. M. 
 Jesus ! exalted far on high ! 
 
 To whom a name is giv'n, 
 A name surpassing ev'ry name 
 That's nara'd in earth or heav'n ; 
 
 Before whose throne shall ev'ry knee 
 
 Bow down with one accord ; 
 Before whose throne shall ev'ry tongue 
 
 Confess that Thou art Lord ; 
 
 Jesus I who in the form of God 
 
 Didst equal honor claim ; 
 Yet, to redeem our guilty souls, 
 
 Didst stoop to death and shame ; — 
 
 Oh ! may that mind be form'd in us 
 Which shone so bright in Thee ; 
 
 May we be humble, lowly, meek, 
 From pride and envy free : # 
 
 May we to others stoop, and learn 
 To emulate Thy love ; j^ 
 
 So shall we bear Thine image nwe. 
 And share Thy throne above. 
 
 81. CM. 
 
 Thou art the "Way — to Thee alone 
 
 From sin and death we flee ; 
 And he who would the Father seek, 
 
 Must seek Him, Lord, by Thee. 
 
 Thou art the Truth — Thy word alone 
 
 True wisdom can impart ; 
 Thou only canst inform the mind, 
 
 And purify the heart. 
 
 Thou art the Life — the op'ning tomb 
 Proclaims Thy conq'ring arm ; 
 
 And those who put their trust in Thee 
 Nor death nor hell shall harm. 
 
 Thou art the "Way, the Truth, the Life; 
 
 Grant uh that way to know. 
 That truth to keep, that life to win 
 
 Whose joys eternal flow. 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 82. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 Put thou thy trust in God, 
 
 In duty's path go on ; 
 Walk in his strength with faith and hope, 
 
 So shall thy work be done. 
 
 Commit thy ways to Him, 
 
 Thy works into his hands. 
 And rest on his unchanging word. 
 
 Who heav'n and earth commands. 
 
 Though years on years roll on 
 
 His covenant shall endure ; 
 Though clouds and darkness hide his path 
 
 The promised grace is sure. 
 
 Through wayes, and clouds, and storms 
 His power will clear thy way : 
 
 Wait thou His time — the darkest night 
 Shall end in brightest day. 
 
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 83. 
 
 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart. 
 Make me teachable and mild; 
 Upright, simple, free from art, . 
 Make me as a weaned child : 
 From distrust and envy free, 
 Pleas'd with all that pleases Thee. 
 
 What Thou shalt to-day provide 
 
 Let me as a child receive ; - 
 
 What to-morrow may betide. 
 Calmly to Thy wisdom leave : 
 'Tis enough that Thou wilt care. 
 Why should I the burden bear ? ', 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 / s a little child relies 
 
 On a care beyond its own ; 
 Knows he's neither strong nor wise, 
 Fears to stir a step alone : 
 Let me thus with Thee abide, 
 As my Father, guard, and guide. 
 
 Thus preserv'd from Satan's wiles, 
 
 Safe from dangers, free from fears, 
 May I live upon Thy smiles 
 Till the promised hour appears : 
 When the sons of God shall prove 
 All their Father's boundless love. 
 
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 84. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 What shall we render unto Thee, 
 
 Thou glorious Lord of life and pow'r? 
 Teach us to bow the humble knee. 
 Teach us with thankfulness t' adore. 
 To praise Thee as Thy saints above. 
 To praise Thee for Thy wondrous love. 
 
 While life endures may we rejoice. 
 
 Him for our Lord and God to own ; 
 To take Him as o^.i- only choice, 
 And cleave to Him in love alone : 
 Be growing up to holiness. 
 Then meet Him in the realms of peace. 
 
 Then shall our grateful songs abound. 
 And ev'ry tear be wip'd away ; 
 
 No sin, no sorrow, shall be found. 
 No night o'ercloud the endless day : 
 
 ! praise Him, all beneath, above I 
 
 1 praise Him ; praise the God of love I 
 
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 85. 7s. 
 
 Son of God ! Thy blessing grant, 
 Still supply my ev'ry want; 
 Treeol'Life! Thine influence shed, 
 With Thy fruit my spirit feed. 
 
 Tend'rest branch, alas I ami, 
 Wither, without Thee, and die ; 
 Weak as helpless infancy, 
 1 confirm my soul in Thee. 
 
 UnsustainM by Thee, I fall. 
 Send the strength for which I call 1 
 Weaker than a bruised reed, 
 Help I every moment need. 
 
 All my hopes on Thee depend, 
 Love me I save me to the end ! 
 Give me persevering grace. 
 Take the everlasting praise. 
 
 86. CM. 
 
 When all Thy mercies, my God, 
 
 My rising soul surveys. 
 Transported with the view, I'm lost 
 
 In wonder, love, and praise. 
 
 A thousand thousand precious gifts, 
 
 Thy gracious hand bestow'd ; 
 Before my infant heart conceiv'd, 
 
 From whom those comforts flow'd. 
 
 When in the slipp'ry paths of youth, 
 
 With heedless steps I ran ; 
 Thine arm, unseen, convey'd me safe, 
 
 And led me up to man. 
 
 Through ev'ry period of my life. 
 
 Thy goodness I'll pursue ; 
 And after death, in distant worlds. 
 
 The glorious theme renew. 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 87. • P.M. 
 
 Lord, supreme in glory dwelling, 
 
 Of Thy wondrous pow'r and might 
 Earth and heav'n rejoice in telling. 
 
 Day to day, and night to night. ' 
 Through each clime, to ev'ry nation, 
 
 Trumpet-tongued, by sea, by land, 
 Nature speaks her adoration 
 
 Of the great creative hand. 
 
 See, the sun in bridal splendor 
 
 Tells from whence his glories rise ; 
 See the moon her homage render 
 
 As she climbs the spangl'd skies. 
 Glorious thus Thy Word : it beameth 
 
 O'er the soul supremely bright. 
 Speaking Him whose love redeemeth — 
 
 Joy of nations — Light of Light. 
 
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 88. s.M. 
 
 To God, the only wise. 
 
 Our Saviour, and our King, 
 Let all the saints below the skies, 
 
 Their humble praises bring. 
 
 'Tis His Almighty love, 
 
 His counsel and His care 
 Preserves us safe from sin and death, 
 
 And ev'ry hurtful snare. 
 
 He will present our souls, 
 
 UnblemishM and complete, 
 Before the glory of His face, 
 
 With joys divinely great. 
 
 Then, all the chosen seed 
 
 Shall meet around the throne, 
 Shall bless the conduct of His grace, 
 
 And make his wonders known. 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 89. 
 
 CM. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 
 Where saints immortal reign ; 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 There everlasting spring abides, 
 
 And never-witn'ring flow'rs ; 
 Death, like a narrow stream, divides 
 
 This heavenly land from ours. 
 
 But timorous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross the narrow sea ; 
 And linger, shiv'ring on the brink, 
 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 1 could we make our doubts remove, 
 Those gloomy doubts that rise, 
 
 And see the Canaan that we love. 
 With unbeclouded eyes. 
 
 Gould we but climb where Moses stood. 
 
 And view the landscape o'er, 
 Not Jordan's stream nor death's cold flood, 
 
 Shpuld fright us frOm the shore. 
 
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 90. 
 
 L.M. 
 
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 Almighty Father I rob'd with light, 
 Seated upon thy heav'nly throne, 
 
 teach our hearts to feel aright ; 
 And tongues to say, " Thy will be done I" 
 
 In all thy just and righteous ways 
 Thygrace and goodness may we own; 
 
 For ev'ry mercy yield our praise, 
 And say, Lord, " Thy will be done." 
 
 
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 And when oppress'd with grief wo lie, 
 When brighter scenes are fled and gone, 
 
 Still may our souls submissive cry, 
 " Father in heav'n I Thy will bo done I" 
 
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 91. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 0, Lord of earth, of air, and sea ! 
 The hungry ravens cry to Thee ; 
 On Thee thy various creatures call. 
 The common Father, kind to all ; 
 Then grant thy servants. Lord, we pray, 
 Our daily bread from day to day. 
 
 The lions may with hunger pine ; 
 But, Lord, Thou carest still for thine ; 
 Thy bounteous hand with food can bless 
 The lone and barren wilderness : 
 And Thou hast taught our hearts to pray 
 For daily bread from day to day. 
 
 And while we travel, faint and slow, 
 Thy pilgrims, through a vale of woo, 
 Do thou thy gracious comfort give, 
 By which alone the soul can live ; 
 And grant thy servants. Lord, we pray, 
 The bread of life from day to day. 
 
64 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY, 
 
 92. 
 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare, 
 And feed rae with a shepherd's care; 
 His presence shall my wants supply, 
 And guard me with a watchful eye ; 
 My noonday walks lie sliall attend, 
 And all my midnight hours defend. 
 
 P.M. 
 
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 When in the sultry glebe I faint, 
 Or on the thirsty mountain pant. 
 To fertile vales and dewy meads 
 My weary, wand'ring steps He leads ; 
 Where peaceful rivers, soft and slow, 
 Amid the verdant landscapes flow. 
 
 Though in a bare and rugged way 
 Through devious, lonely wilds I stray, 
 Thy bounty shall my pains beguile, 
 The barren wilderness shall smile, 
 With sudden greens and herbage crown'd, 
 And streams shall murmur all around. 
 
 Though in the paths of death I tread, 
 With gloomy horrors overspread. 
 My steadfast heart shall fear no ill, 
 For Thou, Lord, art with me still 1 
 Thy friendly crook shall give me aid. 
 And guide me through the dreadful shade. 
 
 93. 
 
 L. M. 
 
 Since ev'ry trial marks the road 
 Which leads to happiness and God ; 
 Shall I then.murmur or complain 
 Of sorrow's load, of grief, or pain ? 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 No, lot mo riithor humbly bow 
 To llim from whom my Horrows flow; 
 Yielding myHolf to Ilia command, 
 And mockly kiss Ilia smiting hand. 
 
 Chastise my soul, but not dostroj, 
 And bo my sorrows mix'd with joy ; 
 Joy, such as earth can ne'er bestow ; 
 Joy, which thy children only Know. 
 
 65 
 
 Make Thou my longing soul thine ovrn^ 
 Thine would 1 be, and thine alone • 
 Pour thine own Spirit on my breast, 
 And soothe each anxious thou(>;!it t(> mal. 
 
 94. 
 
 Far from the world, Lord, I flee, 
 From strife and tumult far ; 
 From scenes where Satan wages still, 
 His too successful war. 
 
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 CM. 
 
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 The colm retreat, the silent sl-ucia; 
 With pray'r and praise agree ; 
 And seem, by Thy sweet bounty, made 
 For those who follow Thef . 
 
 Author and guarJian of my life, , 
 Sweet source of light divine. 
 And all harmonious names in one, 
 My Saviour, Thou art mine. 
 
 What thanks I owe Thee, and what love- 
 A boundless, endless store — 
 Shall echo through the realms above, 
 When time shall be no more ! 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY SUNPAY, 
 
 95. P.M. 
 
 Lord, if Thou thy grace impart, 
 Poor in spirit, meek in heart, 
 Like the Saviour we shall be, 
 Cloth'd with His humility. 
 
 Simple, teachable, and mild ; 
 Humble as a little child ; 
 Pleas'd with what the Lord provides ; 
 WeanM from all the world besides. 
 
 Father, fix our souls on Theo ; 
 Ev'ry evil let us flee; -r 
 
 Always happy in thy love ; ' 
 
 Looking for our rest above. 
 
 All that seek will surely find 
 Ev'ry good in Christ combin'd ; 
 Him let Israel still adore, 
 Trust and praise Him evermore. 
 
 96. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Try us, O God, and search the ground 
 
 Of ev'ry sinful heart ; 
 Whate'er of guilt in us is found, 
 
 1 bid it all depart. -r 
 
 When to the right or left we stray, 
 Send down thy heav'nly grace. 
 
 To guide our feet into the way 
 Of everlasting peace. 
 
 Help us to help each other. Lord, 
 
 Each other's cross to bear ; 
 Let each his friendly aid afford, 
 
 And feel another's care. 
 
 Then, when the mighty work is wrought, 
 
 Receive thy ready bride ; 
 Give us in heav'n a happy lot. 
 
 With all tho sanctifi'd. 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 97. CM. 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 
 Thy sov'reign will denies, 
 Accepted at thy throne of grace, 
 
 Let this petition rise : 
 
 Give me a calm and thankful heart, 
 
 From ev'ry murmur free ; 
 The blessings of thy grace impart ; 
 
 And make me live to Thee. 
 
 Let the blest hope that Thou art mine 
 
 My life and death attend ; 
 Thy presence through my journey shine. 
 
 And crown my journey's end. 
 
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 P.M. 
 
 98. 
 
 Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah ! 
 
 Pilgrims through this barren land ; 
 We are weak, but Thou art mighty ; 
 
 Hold us with thy pow'rful hand: 
 Bread of heaven, 
 
 Feed us till we want no more. 
 
 Open Thou the living Fountain, 
 Whence the healing waters flow : 
 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 Lead us all our journey through: 
 
 Strong Deliv'rer, 
 Be Thou still our strength and shield. 
 
 When we tread the verge of Jordan, 
 Bid our anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Bear ua through th' o'erwhelming torrent. 
 Land us safe on Canaan's side : 
 
 Songs of praises 
 We will ever give to Thee. , 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 99. 
 
 CM. 
 
 THAT the Lord would guide my ways 
 
 To keep His statutes still I 
 that my God would grant me grace 
 
 To know and do His will I 
 
 send thy Spirit down to write 
 Thy law upon my heart I 
 
 Nor let my tongue indulge deceit, 
 Nor act the liar's part. 
 
 From vanity turn off my eyes ; 
 
 Let no corrupt design, 
 No covetous desires arise. 
 
 Within this soul of mine. 
 
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 Order my footsteps by thy word, 
 And make my heart sincere ; 
 
 Let sin have no dominion, Lord, 
 But keep my conscience clear. 
 
 
 100. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 ESET with snares on ev'ry hand. 
 In life's uncertain path I stand ; 
 Saviour Divine ! diffuse thy light, 
 To guide my doubtful footsteps right. 
 
 Engage this roving, treach'rous heart. 
 Great God! to choose the better part; 
 To scorn the trifles of a day 
 For joys that none can take away. 
 
 If Thou, my Saviour, still art nigh. 
 Cheerful I live, and peaceful die ; 
 Secure, when earthly comforts flee, 
 To find eternal joys in Thee. 
 
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AFTER TRfNITY SUNDAY. 
 
 69 
 
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 101. CM. 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair, 
 
 We wretched sinners lay, 
 Without one cheerful beam of hope, 
 
 Or spark of glimm'ring day. 
 With pitying eyes, the Prince of grace 
 
 Beheld our helpless grief; 
 He saw, and (oh ! amazing love !) 
 
 He came to our relief. 
 
 Oh ! for this love let rocks and hills 
 
 Their lasting silence break ; 
 And all harmonious human tongues 
 
 The Saviour's praises speak. 
 Angels, assist our mighty joys ; 
 
 Strike all your harps of gold ; 
 But, when you raise your highest notes, 
 
 His love can ne'er be told. 
 
 102. P.M. 
 
 Ye servants of God, 
 
 Your Master proclaim. 
 And publish abroad 
 
 His w^onderful name ; 
 The name all-victorious 
 
 Of Jesus extol ; 
 His kingdom is glorious, 
 "t- And rules over all. 
 
 God ruleth on high, 
 
 Almighty to save ; 
 And still He is nigh, ^ 
 
 His presence we have ; . 
 The great congregation 
 
 His triumph shall sing, 
 Ascribing salvation 
 
 To Jesus our King. 
 
 Then let us adore 
 
 And give Him his right ; 
 All glory and power, 
 
 All wisdom and might, 
 All honor and blessing, 
 
 With angels above ; 
 And thanks never ceasing, 
 
 And infinite love. 
 
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 Hf AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 103. P.M. 
 
 My soul repeat his praise, 
 
 Whose mercies are so great ; * 
 
 Whose anger is so slow to rise, 
 
 So ready to abate. 
 
 High as the heav'ns are rais'd 
 Above the ground we tread. 
 
 So far the riches of His grace 
 Our highest thoughts exceed. 
 
 Our days are as the grass, 
 
 Or like the morning flow'r; 
 If one sharp blast sweep o'er the field, 
 
 It withers in an hour. 
 
 But thy compassions, Lord, 
 
 To endless years endure ; 
 And children's children ever find 
 
 Thy word of promise sure. 
 
 104. L.M. 
 
 As through this wilderness I stray, 
 Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Way ; 
 No foes, no evil, need I fear. 
 If Thou, my Lord, my God, art near. 
 
 When rising floods my soul o'erflow. 
 When sinks my strength in waves of woe, 
 Saviour, thy timely aid impart. 
 And raise my head, and cheer my heart. 
 
 Teach mo, where'er thy steps I see. 
 Dauntless, untir'd, to follow Thee ; 
 O let thy hand support me still. 
 And lead me to thy holy hill. 
 
 If rough and thorny be the way. 
 My strength proportion to my day ; 
 Till toil and grief and pain shall cease. 
 Where all is calm and joy and peace. 
 
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AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 MT. 
 
 105. 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Zion, city of our God ; 
 lie, whose word cannot be broken, 
 
 Form'd thee for His own abode : 
 On the Rock of Ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose? 
 With salvation's walls surrounded. 
 
 Thou may'st smile at all thy foes. 
 
 Round each habitation hov'ring 
 
 See the cloud of fire appear, 
 For a glory and a cov'ring. 
 
 Showing that the Lord is near. 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasure. 
 
 All his boasted pomp and show ; 
 Solid joys and lasting treasure 
 
 None but Zion's children know. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 * V 
 
 M. 
 
 106. 
 
 Brethren, let us join to bless 
 Christ, the Lord our righteousness ; 
 Let our praise to him be given. 
 High at God's right hand in heaven. 
 
 Son of God, to Thee we bow ; 
 Thou art Lord, and only Thou ; 
 Thou, the blessed virgin's seed. 
 Glory of thy church and head. 
 
 Thee, the angels ceaseless sing ; 
 Thee we praise, our Priest and King ; 
 Worthy is Thy name of praise. 
 Full of glory, full of grace. 
 
 May we follow and adore 
 Thee, our Saviour, more and more ; 
 Guide and bless us with Thy love, ^ 
 Till we join Thy saints above. 
 
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 72 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 107. CM. 
 
 For mercies, countless as the sands, 
 
 Which daily I receive 
 From Jesus, my Redeemer's hands, 
 
 My soul, what canst thou give ? 
 
 Alas ! from such a heart as mine. 
 What can I bring Ilim forth ? 
 
 My best is stain'd and dy'd with sin, 
 My all is nothing worth. 
 
 Yet this acknowledgment I'll make 
 
 For all He has bestow'd, 
 Salvation's sacred cup I'll take. 
 
 And call upon my God. 
 
 The best return for one like me, 
 
 So wretched and so poor, 
 Is from His gifts to draw a plea. 
 
 And ask Ilim still for more. 
 
 108. s.M. 
 
 Oh ! where shall rest oe found. 
 
 Rest for the weary soul ? 
 'Twere vain the ocean's depths to sound, 
 
 Or pierce to either pole. 
 
 The world can never give 
 
 The bliss for which we sigh ; 
 'Tis not the whole of life to live, 
 
 Nor all of death to die. 
 
 Beyond this vale of tears 
 
 There is a life above, 
 Unmeasur'd by the flight of years, 
 
 And all that life is love. 
 
 There is a death, whose pang 
 
 Outlasts the fleeting breath ; 
 what eternal horrors hang 
 
 Around the " second death !" 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 73 
 
 M. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 nd, 
 
 Lord God of truth and grace, 
 
 Teach us that death to shun, 
 Lest we be driven from thy face, 
 
 For evermore undone. 
 
 109. P.M. 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee 1 •' 
 
 E'en though it be a cross 
 
 That raiseth me, 
 Still all my song shall be — 
 ** Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 
 Nearer to Thee." 
 
 Though like a wanderer 
 
 The sun goes down. 
 Darkness comes over me — ' 
 
 My rest a stone ; 
 Yet in my dreams I'll be 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, ,' 
 
 Nearer to Thee. 
 
 Then let the way appear 
 
 Steps unto heaven. 
 All that Thou sendest me 
 
 In mercy giv'n. 
 Angels to beckon me 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, ; y 
 
 Nearer to Thee. 
 
 Then with my waking thoughts 
 
 Bright with thy jjraise, 
 Out of my stony griefs . .' i. 
 
 Bethels ni raise ; 
 So by my woes to be 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee, • , 
 
 Nearer to Thee. ^ 
 
 Or if on joyful wing 
 Cleaving the sky, ' • -'^ 
 
 Sun, moon, and stars forgot, 
 Upwards I fly. 
 
 Still all my song shall be — . 
 
 " Nearer, my God, to Thee, 
 Nearer to Thee." 
 
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 AFTER TBINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 110. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Far from these narrow scenes of night 
 
 Unbounded glories rise ; 
 And realms of infinite delight, 
 
 Unknown to mortal eyes. 
 
 Fair distant land I could mortal eyes 
 But half its charms explore, 
 
 How would our spirits long to rise, 
 And dwell on earth no more ! 
 
 No cloud those blissful regions know, 
 
 For ever bright and fair ; 
 For sin, the SQuroe of mortal woe, 
 
 Can never enter there. 
 
 Prepare us, Lord, by grace divine. 
 For thy bright courts on high : 
 
 Then bid our spirits rise and join 
 The chorus of the sky. 
 
 111. 
 
 D. C. M. 
 
 Thou plenteous Source of light and love, from whom all 
 
 grace proceeds, 
 Chase from our souls the gloom of night, and make us 
 
 hate its deeds ; 
 In armor clad of heav'nly proof, we will not fear nor 
 
 But bravely, through opposing hosts, press onwards to 
 
 the sky. , _^ 
 
 If long and doubtful seem the strife, our pains and trials 
 sore. 
 
 Such are the ills of mortal life, and such our Saviour 
 bore; 
 
 Once, humbled from his lofty throne, He dwelt in weak- 
 ness here, 
 'And his has been the struggling sigh, and his the fall- 
 ing tear. 
 
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AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
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 When time has run its destined course, and all our 
 
 years are fled, 
 He comes, with monarch's pomp and pow'r, to wake 
 
 and judge the dead ; 
 Then help us. Lord, while sinners' hearts shall sicken 
 
 with dismay, 
 To lift our heads, and joyful hail, Bedemption's perfect 
 
 day. 
 
 112. CM. 
 
 There is a Book, who runs may read. 
 Which heav'nly truth imparts ; 
 
 And all the lore its scholars need 
 Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 
 
 The works of God above, below, 
 
 Within us and around, 
 Are pages in that book to show 
 
 How God himself is found. 
 
 The glorious sky, embracing all, 
 
 Is Tike the Maker's love. 
 Wherewith encompass'd, great and small 
 
 In peace and order move. 
 
 The dew of heav'n is like thy grace. 
 
 It steals in silence down. 
 But where it lights the favor'd place 
 
 By richest fruits is known. 
 
 The raging fire, the roaring wind. 
 
 Thy boundless pow'r display ; 
 But in the gentle breeze we find 
 
 Thy spirit's viewless way. 
 
 Thou who hast giv'n me eyes to see 
 
 And love, this sight so fair, 
 Give me a heart to find out Thee, 
 
 And read Thee ev'rywhere. 
 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 113. CM. 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way, 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants his footsteps in the sea. 
 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill, 
 He treasures up his vast designs, 
 
 And works his sov'reign will. 
 
 Ye fearful saints, fresh courage take ; 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercy, and shall break 
 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense, 
 But trust him for his grace ; 
 
 Behind a frowning providence. 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 114. . S.M. 
 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest. 
 
 That saw the Lord arise ; 
 Welcome to this reviving breast, 
 
 And these rejoicing eyes. 
 
 The King himself comes near, ,. 
 
 And feasts his saints to-day ; ' 
 And we by faith may see him here. 
 
 And love, and praise, and pray. 
 
 One day within the place 
 Where Thou, my God, art seen. 
 
 Is better than ten thousand days 
 Spent in the joys of sin. 
 
 Mv willing soul would stay 
 
 In such a frame as this ; 
 And wait to hail the brighter day 
 
 Of everlasting bliss. 
 
AFTER TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 n 
 
 115. 
 
 Children of the heav'nly King, 
 As ye journey, sweetly sing : 
 Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, 
 Glorious in his works and ways. 
 
 We are trav'lling home to God, 
 In the way the fathers trod ; 
 They are happy now, and we 
 Soon their happiness shall see. 
 
 Foes are round us, but we stand 
 On the borders of our land ; 
 Jesus, God's exalted Son, 
 Bids us, undismay'd go on. 
 
 Let us sing ; for, safe and bless'd, 
 We with Jesus soon shall rest ; 
 There our home is now prepar'd ; 
 There our kingdom and reward. 
 
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 116. L.M. 
 
 God of my life, through all my days, 
 My grateful pow'rs shall sound thy praise ; 
 My song shall wake with op'nin^ lignt, 
 And cheer the dark and silent night. 
 
 When anxious cares would break my rest, 
 And griefs would tear my throbbing breast, 
 Thy tuneful praises, rais'd on high, 
 Shall check tne murmur and the sigh. 
 
 When death o'er nature shall prevail, 
 And all the pow'rs of language fail, 
 Joy through my swimming eyes shall break, 
 And mean the thanks I cannot speak. 
 
 But 0, when that last conflict's o'er, 
 And I am chain'd to earth no more, 
 With what glad accents shall I rise 
 To join the music of the skies ! 
 
 The cheerful tribute will I give, 
 Long as a deathless soul shall live : 
 A work so sweet, a theme so high, 
 Demands and crowns eternity. 
 
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 AFTER TRINITY BUNDAY. 
 
 117. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 As when tho woary trav'Iler gains 
 The height of some o'oriooking hill, 
 
 Ilin heart revives, if 'cross the plains, 
 He views bis home, though distant still ; 
 
 So when the Christian pilgrim views. 
 By faith, his mansion in the skies, 
 
 The sight his fainting strength renews, 
 And wings his speed to reach tho prize. 
 
 The thought of home his spirit cheers ; 
 
 No more he grieves for trouble past ; 
 Nor any future trial fears, 
 
 So he may safe arrive at last. 
 
 Jesus, on Thee our hope depends, ' 
 
 To lead us on to thine abode ; 
 Assur'd our home will make amends 
 
 For all wo suffer on the road. 
 
 118. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Awake our souls, away our fears. 
 Let ev'ry trembling thought be gone ; 
 
 Awake, and run the heav'nly race, 
 And put a cheerful courage on. 
 
 True ! 'tis a strait and thorny road. 
 And mortal spirits tire and faint ; 
 
 But they forget the mighty God 
 That feeds the strength of every saint. 
 
 From thee, the overflowing spring. 
 Our souls shall drink a fresh supply ; 
 
 While such as trust their native strength 
 Shall melt away, and droop, and die. 
 
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HOLY DAYS. 
 
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 Swift as an eagle cnt8 the air, 
 We'll mount aloft to thine aboiln, 
 
 On wingg of love our souls shall fly, 
 Nor linger on the hoav'nly road. 
 
 HOLY DAYS. 
 
 119. CM. 
 
 Give me the "wings of faith to rise 
 
 Within the veil, and see 
 The saints above, how great their joys, 
 
 How bright their glories be. 
 
 Once they were mourning here below, 
 And wet their couch with tears ; 
 
 They wrestled hard, as wo do now, 
 With sins, and doubts, and fears. 
 
 I ask them whence their vic'try came ? 
 
 They, with united breath. 
 Ascribe their conquest to the Lamb, 
 
 Their triumph to his death. 
 
 They mark'd the footsteps that he trod ; 
 
 His zeal inspir'd their breast, 
 And, following their incarnate God, 
 
 Possess'd the promis'd rest. ' 
 
 Our glorious Leader claims our praise 
 
 For his own pattern giv'n ; 
 While the long'cloud of witnesses 
 
 Shows the same path to heaven. 
 
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 80 
 
 HOLY DAYS. 
 
 120. P.M. 
 
 Jesus calls us ; o'er the tumult 
 
 Of our life's wild restless sea, 
 Day b^ day his sweet voice soundeth, 
 
 Saying, " Christian, follow me." 
 
 As, of old, St. Andrew heard it 
 
 By the Galilean lake. 
 Turned from home, and toil, and kindred, 
 
 Leaving all for his dear sake. 
 
 Jesus calls us — from the worship 
 Of the vain world's golden store. 
 
 From each :'.dol that would keep us — 
 Saying, * Christian, love Me more." 
 
 In our jovs and in our sorrows. 
 Days of toil, and hours of ease. 
 
 Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, 
 " Christian, love Me more than these." 
 
 Jesus calls us.:— By thy mercies. 
 
 Saviour, may we hear thy call. 
 Give our hearts to thy obedience. 
 
 Serve and love Thee, best of all. 
 
 ; 121. 
 
 Thou, who didst with love untold 
 Thy doubting servant cheer, 
 
 And bade the eye of sense behold 
 What faith should nave made clear ; 
 
 Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe, 
 To own Thee God and Lord, 
 
 And from his hour of darkness draw 
 A fuller faith's reward I 
 
 CM. 
 
M. 
 
 HOLY DAYS. 
 
 And while that wondrous record now 
 
 Of unbelief we hear, 
 Oh I let us only lowlier bow 
 
 In self-distrusting fear ; 
 
 And pray that we may never daro 
 
 Thy Spirit so to grieve ; 
 But, at the last, their blessing share 
 
 Who see not, yet believe. 
 
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 M. 
 
 122. 7s. 
 
 Jesu, Lord, thy praise we sing, 
 Thou the martyr's Crown and King, 
 Who dcst raise above the skies 
 All who earth and sin despise I 
 Hear us now, and as we tell 
 How thy martyr Stephen fell, 
 Grant the prayer thy servants pray, 
 Wash our stain of guilt away. 
 
 'Twf.3 thy Spirit from above 
 FilVd his heart vith strength and love ; 
 Fii'st to own his Lord in death. 
 First to gain the crown of faith, 
 Gazing upward to the skies, 
 With bis parting breath he cries, 
 " Jesu, Lord, my soul receive, 
 Jesu, Lord, my foes forgive." 
 
 Lord, for him thy name we bless ; 
 Grant to us like holiness : 
 May we ever live to Thee, 
 And in death have victory. . 
 Then through ages all along. 
 This shall be our endless song, ' 
 Praise the Father, and the Son, 
 And the Spirit, Three in One. 
 
HOLY DAYS. 
 
 123. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 Glory to Thee, Lord I 
 Who, from this world of sin, 
 
 By the fierce monarch's ruthless sword 
 Those little ones didst win I 
 
 Glory to Thee, Lord I 
 
 For now, all grief unknown. 
 
 They wait in patience their reward, 
 The martyr's heav'nly crown ! 
 
 Baptized in their own blood — 
 
 Earth's untried perils o'er, 
 They pass'd unconsciously the flood, 
 
 And safely gain'd the shore. 
 
 Lord 1 help us ev'ry hour 
 
 Thy cleansing grace to claim ; 
 
 In life to glorify thy pow'r. 
 In death to praise thy name ! 
 
 124. 
 
 D.O.M. 
 
 
 Thoit, to whose all-seeing eye 
 
 Earth's mysteries are clear — 
 Who bright as noonday canac descry 
 
 What we deem darkest here — 
 Make us in lowly faith rejoice, 
 
 With her, who on this day 
 First heard the Angel's wondrous voice, 
 
 And heard, but to obey 1 
 
 For though on Duty's narrow path 
 Dark clouds awhile may rest, 
 
 One light the weary spirit hath, 
 To know thy way is best I 
 
HOLY DAYS. 
 
 83 
 
 .M. 
 
 And say, "Whate'er betide, yet still 
 Behold thy servant, Lord I 
 
 Be it to me, through good and ill, 
 According to thy word l" 
 
 .M. 
 
 125. 
 
 Lo, from the desert homes, 
 
 Where he hath hid so long. 
 The new Elias comes. 
 
 In sternest wisdom strong. 
 The voice that cries 
 Of Christ on high. 
 And judgment nigh 
 From op'ning skies. 
 
 Let thy dread voice around, 
 Thou harbinger of light. 
 On our dull ears still sound. 
 Lest here we sleep in night 
 Till judgment come. 
 And on our path 
 Shall burst the wrath 
 And deathless doom. 
 
 Glory to God on high, 
 
 Salvation to the Lamb ; 
 Let earth, and sea, and sky. 
 His wondrous love proclaim. 
 Thrice-blessed Three, 
 Heav'n's endless s 
 Shall sing thy praise 
 Eternally. 
 
 P.M. 
 
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 HOLY DAYS. 
 
 126, 
 
 CM. 
 
 How bless'd are they whose hearts are pure, 
 
 Froin guile their spirits free ; 
 To them shall God reveal himself, 
 
 They shall his glory see. 
 
 Their simple souls upon his word. 
 
 In fullest light of love, 
 Place all their trust, and ask no more 
 
 Than guidance from above. 
 
 They who in faith unmix'd with doubt 
 
 Th' engrafted word receive. 
 Whom the first sign of heav'nly pow'r 
 
 Persuades, and they believe ; 
 
 For them far greater things than these 
 
 Doth Christ the Lord prepare ; 
 Whose bliss no heart of man can r \ 
 
 No human voice declare. 
 
 
 127. s.M. 
 
 The Lord, the Sov'reign Kicg. 
 
 Hath fis'd his throne on high ; 
 O'er all the heav'nly world He rules, 
 
 And all beneath the sky. 
 
 Ye angeb, great in might. 
 
 And swift to do his will, 
 Bless ye the Lord, whose voice ye hear, 
 
 Whose pleasure ye fulfil. 
 
 Let the bright hosts that wait 
 
 The orders of their King, 
 And guard his people when they pray, 
 
 Join in the praiise we sing. 
 
CM. 
 
 )ure, 
 
 HOLY DAYS. 
 
 While all his wondrous works 
 Through his vast kingdom show 
 
 Their Maker's glory, thou, my soul, 
 Shalt sing his praises too. 
 
 85 
 
 i, 
 
 S.M. 
 
 ear. 
 
 128. P.M. 
 
 Christ, in highest Heaven enthroned, 
 In thy Father's Love and Might, 
 
 By pure Spirits ever owned, 
 
 God of God and Light of Light , 
 
 Thee 'mid Angel hosts we sing, 
 
 Thee, their Maker and their King I 
 
 All who circling round adore Thee, 
 All who bow before thy throne, 
 
 Burn v/ith constant zeal before Thee, 
 Thy commands to carry down ; 
 
 To and fro from heav'n above 
 
 Spfled with messages of love. 
 
 Thsy to aid the sick and dying 
 Sent from heav'n do swiftly fly, 
 
 Grace divine and strength applying 
 In their mortal agony ; 
 
 Souls releas'd from bondage here, 
 
 They to Paradise do bear. 
 
 Glorious God, let all adore Thee, 
 All on earth and all in heav'n, 
 
 Ev'i'y creature, bow before Thee, 
 "Who hath all their being giv'n, 
 
 Who by grace doth tid restore: 
 
 Praise to Thee for evermore I 
 
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 HOLY DAYS — EMBER DAYS. 
 
 129. 
 
 L.M. 
 
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 Lo t round the throne at God's right hand. 
 The saints in countless myriads stand, 
 Of ev'ry tongue rcdeem'd to God, 
 Arraj'd in garments wash'd in blood. 
 
 Through tribulation great they came, 
 And bore the cross, and scorn'd the shame ; 
 From all their labors now they rest, 
 In God's eternal glory bless'd. 
 
 Hunger and thirst they feel no more, 
 Nor sin, nor pain, nor death deplore, 
 The tear is wip'd from ev'ry eye. 
 And sorrow yields to endless joy. 
 
 They see their Saviour face to face. 
 And sing the triumphs of his grace ; 
 Him day and night they ceaseless praise, 
 And thus the loud hosannah raise. 
 
 " "Worthy the Lamb for sinners slain. 
 Through endless years to live and reign ; 
 Thou hast redeem'd us by thy blood, 
 And made us kings and priests to God." 
 
 THE EMBER DAYS. 
 
 130. L.M. 
 
 - Veni, Creator Spiritus. ■ 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire, 
 And lighten with celestial fire. 
 Thou the anointing Spirit art, 
 Who dost thy sevenfold gifts impart. 
 
 Thy blessed unction from above, 
 Is comfort, life, and fire of love. 
 Enable with perpetual light 
 The dulness of our blinded sight. 
 
EMBER DAYS. 
 
 Anoint and cheer our soiled face 
 With the abundance of thy grace. 
 Keep far our foes, give peace at home ; 
 Where Thou art guide, no ill can come. 
 
 Teach us to know the Father, Son, 
 And Thee, of both, to be but One. 
 That, through the ages all along, 
 This may be our endless song : 
 
 Praise to thy eternal merit, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. 
 
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 131. L.M. 
 
 King of Salem, Prince of Peace, 
 Bid strife among thy subjects cease ; 
 One is our Father, one our Lord, 
 One Body, Spirit, hope, reward ; 
 
 One God and Father of us all. 
 
 On whom thy Church and people call ; 
 
 0, may we one communion be. 
 
 One with each other, one with Thee. 
 
 Bless those whose voice salvation brings. 
 Who minister in holy things : 
 Thy Bishops, Priests, and Deacons bless, 
 Clothe them with zeal and righteousness. 
 
 Let many in the judgment day, 
 Tnrn'd from the error of their way, ' 
 Their hope, their joy, their crown appear: 
 Save those who preach, and those who hear. 
 
 So may we join the song of love, 
 Which saints and angels sing above; 
 All honor, glory, praise to Thee, 
 Great Trinity in Unity. 
 
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 ORDINATION. 
 132. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord, 
 
 Each in his office wait, 
 Observant of his heav'nly word, 
 
 And watchful at his gate. 
 
 Let all your lamps be bright, 
 And trim the golden flame. 
 
 Gird up your loins, as in his sight. 
 For awful is his name. 
 
 happy servant he 
 In such attention found : 
 
 He shall his Lord with pleasure see, 
 And be with honor crown'd. 
 
 Watch — His your Lord's command; 
 
 And while we sing He 's near. 
 Mark the first signal of his hand, 
 
 And watch with love and fear. 
 
 HOLY BAPTISM. 
 
 133. 
 
 Lamb of God I for sinners slain. 
 Fount of grace to guilty men, 
 For thy guidance still we pray, 
 Lest from grace we fall away. 
 
 By the mystic, cleansing flood, 
 By the water and the blood, 
 Wash'd and sanctified to Thee, 
 Pure and holy let us be. 
 
 Aid us with thy daily grace, 
 Steadfastly to run our race ; 
 Grant us vict'ry in th^ =itrife. 
 And the prize of endioss life. 
 
 Glory, praise from all on earth, 
 To the God of our new birth ; 
 Praise him, all ye heavenly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
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HOLY BAPTISM. 
 
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 134. CM. 
 
 In token that thou shalt not fear 
 
 Christ crucified to own, 
 Wo print the cross upon thy brow, , 
 
 And mark thee his alone. 
 
 In token that thou shalt not fear 
 
 Christ's conflict to maintain, 
 But 'neath his banner manfully - 
 
 Firm at thy post remain ; 
 
 In token thct thou too shalt tread 
 
 The path He travell'd by ; 
 Endure the cross, despise the shame, 
 
 And sit with him on high ; 
 
 Thus outwardly and visibly 
 
 We seal thee for his own ; 
 And may the brow that wears his cross 
 
 Hereafter share his crown. 
 
 135. P.M. 
 
 Saviour, who thy flock art feeding 
 With the Shepherd's kindest care, 
 
 All the feeble gently leading. 
 While the lambs thy bosom share ; 
 
 Now, these little ones receiving. 
 Fold them in thy gracious arm : 
 
 There, we know, thy word believing, 
 Only there, secure from harm. 
 
 Never, from thy pasture roving. 
 
 Let them be the lion's prey; 
 Let thy tenderness so loving 
 
 Keep them all life's dang'rous way: 
 
 Then, within thy fold eternal, 
 
 Let them find a resting-place ; 
 Feed in pastures ever vernal. 
 
 Drink the rivers of thy grace. 
 
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 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 
 
 
 THE HOLY COMMUNION. 
 
 136. L.M. 
 
 Mr God, and is thy table spread, 
 And doth thy cup with love o'erflow? 
 
 Thither be all thy children led, 
 And let them all thy sweetness know. 
 
 Ilail, sacred feast, which Jesus malces, 
 Kich banquet of his flesh and blood I 
 
 Thrice happy he who here partakes 
 That sacred stream, that heav'nly food. 
 
 Oh 1 let thy table honor'd be, 
 
 And furnish'd well with joyful guests I 
 And may each soul salvation see, 
 
 That here its sacred pledges tastes. 
 
 Revive thy dying churches, Lord, 
 Bid all our drooping graces live; 
 
 And more, that energy afford, 
 A Saviour's blood alone can give. 
 
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 137. P.M. 
 
 Lord, when before thy throne we meet, 
 
 Thy goodness to adore, 
 From heav'n, th' eternal mercy seat. 
 
 On us thy blessing pour ; 
 And make our inmost souls to bo 
 An habitation meet for Thee. 
 
 The body for our ransom giv'n, 
 
 The blood iu mercy shed I 
 With this immortal food from heaven, 
 
 Lord, let our souls be fed ; 
 And as we round thy table kneel, 
 Help us thy quick'ning grace to feel. 
 
 Be Thou, Holy Spirit, nigh ! 
 
 Accept the humble prayer. 
 The contrite soul's repentant sigh, 
 
 The sinner's heartfelt tear ; 
 And let our adoration rise 
 As fragrant incense to the skies. 
 
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 138. 
 
 Bread of hoav'n, on thee we feed, 
 For thy flesh is meat indeed; 
 Ever let our souls be fed 
 With this true and living bread. 
 
 Wine of heav'n, thy blood supplies 
 This blest cup of sacrifice ; 
 Lord, thy wounds our healing give ; 
 To thy cross we look and live. 
 
 Day by day with strength supplied. 
 Through the life of him who died ; 
 Lord of life, let us be 
 Rooted, grafted, built on Thee. 
 
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 139. 
 
 God, unseen, yet ever near. 
 Thy presence may we feel ; 
 
 And thus inspir'd with holy fear 
 Before thine altar kneel! 
 
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 Here may thy faithful people know 
 
 The blessings of thy love ; 
 The streams that through the desert flow. 
 
 The manna from above I 
 
 We come, obedient to thy word, 
 To feast on heav'nly food ; 
 
 Our meat, the body of the Lord, 
 Our drink, his precious blood. 
 
 Thus may we all thy words obey, 
 For we, God, are thine ; 
 
 And go rejoicing on our way, 
 Renew'd with strength divine. 
 

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 140. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 The rock is cleft ! -with faith draw near ; 
 The rock is cleft ! ye sinners hear ; 
 A fountain issues from the wound, 
 And mercy's streams are gushing round. 
 
 Draw near with faith, why linger thus ? 
 The table's spread, and spread for us ; 
 For sinners spread, with guilt oppress'd ; 
 For sinners spread, who seek for rest. 
 
 For pilgrims in a thirsty land, 
 The waters flow at Christ's command ; 
 Who hungers for the bread from heav'n ? 
 To you the sacred banquet 's given. 
 
 Are any poor? the price is paid ; 
 Are any weak? oh I why afraid? 
 Unworthy any ? e'en for you 
 There 's hope, and love, and pardon too. 
 
 All things are ready ; Lord, we come. 
 And round thy table seek our homo : 
 Thy word our hope, th^ grace our food, 
 Our life and seal, thy living blood. 
 
 CONFIRMATION. 
 
 141. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 Soldiers of Christ ! arise. 
 
 And put your armor on. 
 Strong in the strength which God supplies, 
 
 Through his eternal Son. 
 
 Strong in the Lord of Hosts, 
 
 And in his mighty pow'r. 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
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 OONEIRMATION. 
 
 Stand, then, in his great might, 
 With all hi8 strength endur'd ; 
 
 But take, to arm you for the fight, 
 The panoply of God : 
 
 That having all things done, 
 
 And all your conflicts past, 
 Ye may overcome, through Christ alone, 
 
 And stand complete at last. ^ 
 
 93 
 
 M. 
 
 142. CM. 
 
 "Witness, ye men and angels, now 
 
 Before the Lord we speak ; 
 To him we make a solemn vow — 
 
 A vow we dare not break — 
 
 That, long as life itself shall last, 
 
 Ourselves to Christ we yield; 
 Nor from his cause will we depart, 
 
 Nor ever quit the field. 
 
 We trust not in our native strength, 
 
 But on his grace rely, 
 That, with returning wants, the Lord 
 
 Will all our need supply. 
 
 Lord, guide our doubtful feet aright. 
 
 And keep us in thy ways ; 
 And, while we turn our vows to prayers, 
 
 Turn Thou our prayers to praise. 
 
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 BURIAL OF THE DEAD. 
 
 BURIAL OP THE DEAD. 
 
 143. 
 
 CM. 
 
 The righteous souls that take their flight, 
 
 Far from this world of pain, 
 In God's paternal bosom blest, 
 
 For ever shall remain. 
 
 To minds unwise they seem to die, 
 
 All joyful hope to cease, 
 While they, secured by faith, repose 
 
 In everlasting peace. ^ 
 
 For at the great, the awful day. 
 When Christ descends from high ; 
 
 With myriads of Angelic saints. 
 They 'W meet him m the sky. 
 
 Their God, their Jud^o, their mighty Lord, 
 
 Shall pour redeeming grace. 
 And call them ever to behold 
 
 The brightness of his face. 
 
 144. CM. 
 
 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head, 
 
 Is equal warning giv'n ; 
 Beneath us lie the countless dead. 
 
 Above us is the heav'n. ^ 
 
 Death rides on ev'ry passing breeze, 
 
 He lurks in ev'ry flow'r ; 
 Each season has its own disease. 
 
 Its peril ev'ry hour. 
 
 Our eyes have seen the rosy light 
 
 Of youth's soft cheek decay, 
 And death descend in sudden night, 
 
 On manhood's middle day. 
 
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 BURIAL OP THE DEAD. 
 
 95 
 
 Our eyes have seen the steps of age 
 Halt feebly towards the tomb ; 
 
 let not earth our hearts engage, 
 And dreams of days to come. 
 
 Turn, Christian, turn I thy soulapply 
 
 To truths divinely giv'n I 
 The bones that underneath thee lio 
 
 Shall live for hell or heav'n. 
 
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 145. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Saviour of the faithful dead ! 
 
 With whom thy servants dwell, 
 Though cold and green the turf is spread 
 
 Above their narrow cell — 
 
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 No more we cling to mortal clay, 
 We doubt and fear no more ; 
 
 Nor shrink to tread the dreary way 
 Which Thou hast trod before. 
 
 When, soon or late, this feeble breath 
 No more to Thee shall pray. 
 
 Support me through the vale of death, 
 And in the darksome way I 
 
 When, quicken'd by thy pow'r again, 
 
 I wait thy dread decree, 
 Judge of the world I remember then, 
 
 That Thou hast died for me I 
 
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 BURIAL OF THE DEAD. 
 
 146. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not deplore 
 thee, 
 Though sorrows and darkness encompass the tomb ; 
 The Saviour bath passed through its portals before 
 thee, 
 And the lamp of his love was 'thy guide through the 
 gloom. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave ; we no longer behold thee, 
 Nor tread the rough path of the world by thy side; 
 
 But the wide arms of mercy are spread to enfold thpc, 
 And sinners may hope, since the Saviour hath died. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave ; and, its mansion forsaking. 
 
 Perhaps thy tried spirit in doubt lingered long; 
 But the sunshine of heaven beamed bright on thy 
 waking. 
 And the sound which thou heard'st was the sera- 
 phim's song. 
 
 Thou art gone to the grave ; but 'twere wrong to de- 
 plore thee. 
 
 Since God was thy ransom, thy guardian, thy guide ; 
 He gave thee. He took thee, He soon will restore thee. 
 
 Where death has no sting since the Saviour has died. 
 
 FUNERAL OF A PASTOR. 
 
 147. L.M. 
 
 The pastor's voice we lovM to hear, 
 
 But often heard, alas, in vain, 
 In hallow'd words of praise and pray'r, 
 
 Will never bless our ear again I 
 
BURIAL OF THE DEAD — MORNING. 
 
 Oh, let us dwell with solemn thought 
 On all the words of truth he gave ; 
 
 The lesson to the heart is brought, 
 When sorrow muses o'er the grave. 
 
 Oh 1 Saviour, from thy holy hill 
 Eegard our wants, and hear our cry ; 
 
 Thou art our Guide and Shepherd still, 
 Though earthly pastors fall and die. 
 
 When Thou didst bid thy flock farewell. 
 Thy love could make their sorrows cease ; 
 
 The Spirit came, with them to dwell ; 
 Thy messenger of truth and peace. 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
 148. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 
 Awake my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run ; 
 Shake off dull sloth, and early rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 Bedeem thy misspent moments past, 
 And live this day as if the last ; 
 Thy talents to improve take care ; 
 For the great day thyself prepare. 
 
 Let all thy converse be sincere, 
 
 Thy conscience as the noonday clear; 
 
 For God's all-seeing eye surveys 
 
 Thy secret thoughts, thy works and ways. 
 
 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart. 
 And with the angels bear thy pare ; 
 Who all night long unwearied sing 
 High glory to th' eternal King I 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
 149. L.M. 
 
 We wake, we wake, ye heav'nly choir ; 
 May your devotion us inspire. 
 That we, like you, our age may spend ; 
 Like you, may on our God attend. 
 
 Lord 1 we our vows to Thee renew ; 
 Scatter our sins as morning dew ; 
 Guard our first springs of thought and will, 
 And with Thyself our spirits fill. 
 
 Direct, controli suggest, this day, 
 All we design, or do, or say ; 
 That all our powers, with all their might, 
 In thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 150. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Through all the dangers of the night, 
 PreservM, Lord, by Thee, 
 
 Again we hail the cheerful light, 
 Again we bow the knee. 
 
 Preserve us. Lord, throughout the day. 
 And guide us by thine arm ; 
 
 For they are safe, and only they, 
 Whom Thou preserv'st from harm. 
 
 Lei all our words and all our ways 
 
 Declare that we are thine, 
 That so the light of truth and grace 
 
 Before the world may shine. 
 
 Let us ne'er turn away from Thee ; 
 
 Saviour, hold us mst. 
 Till with unclouded eyes we see 
 
 Thy glorious face at last. 
 
 151. 
 
 To Thee, Lord, with dawning light 
 My thankful voice I'll raise, 
 
 Thv mighty power to celebrate. 
 Thy holy name to praise. 
 
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 MORNING. 99 
 
 For Thou, in helpless hour of night, 
 
 Hast compassed my bed, 
 And now, refresh'd with peaceful sleep. 
 
 Thou liftest up my head. 
 
 Grant me, God, thy quickening grace, 
 
 Through this and ev'ry day ; 
 That, guided and upheld by Thee, . 
 
 My feet may never stray. 
 
 Increase my faith, increase my hope, 
 
 Increase my zeal and love ; 
 And fix my heart's affections all 
 
 On Christ and things above. 
 
 And when, life's labor o'er, I sink 
 
 To slumber in the grave, 
 In death's dark vale be Thou my trusty 
 
 To succor and to save : 
 
 That so, through him, who bled and died, 
 And rose again for me, 
 The grave and gate of death" may prove 
 A passage home to Thee. 
 
 152. L.M. 
 
 Mr God, how endless is thy love. 
 Thy gifts are ev'ry evening new, 
 
 And morning mercies from above 
 Gently distil like early dew. 
 
 Thou spread'st the curtains of the night, 
 Great Guardian of our sleeping hours ; 
 
 Thy sov'reign Word restores the light, 
 And quickens all our drowsy pow'rs. 
 
 We yield our pow'rs to thy command, 
 To Thee we consecrate our days ; 
 
 Perpetual blessings from thine hand 
 Demand perpetual songs of praise. 
 
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 MORNING. 
 
 153. L.M. 
 
 Oh I timely happy, timely wise, 
 Hearts that "with rising morn arise, 
 Eves that the beam celestial view. 
 Which evermore makes all things new. 
 
 New ev'ry morning is the love, 
 Our wak'ning and uprising prove : 
 Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 
 Restor'd to life, and pow'r and thought. 
 
 New mercies each returning day, 
 Hover around us while we pray ; 
 New perils past, new sins forgiv'n, 
 New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 
 
 Old friends, old scenes will lovelier be. 
 As more of heaven in each we see ; 
 Some soft'ning gleam of love and prayer 
 Shall dawn on ev'ry cross and core. 
 
 154. L.M. 
 
 Now that the daylight fills the sky, 
 We lift our hearts to God on high. 
 That He, in all we do or say, 
 Would keep us free from harm to-day. 
 
 Would guard our hearts and tongues from strife, 
 From anger's din would hide our life : 
 From all ill sights would turn our eyes : v 
 
 Would close our ears from vanities : 
 
 Would keep our inmost conscience pure : 
 Our souls from folly would secure : 
 Would bid us check the pride of sense 
 With due and holy abstinence. 
 
 So we, when this new day is gone. 
 And night in turn is drawing on. 
 With conscience by the world unstain'd. 
 Shall praise his name for vict'ry gain'd. 
 
EVENING. 
 
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 EVENING. 
 155. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Olort to Thee, my God, this night, 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
 Beneath thine own Almighty wings 1 
 
 Forgive me. Lord, for thy dear Son, 
 The ill that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 Teach me to die, that so I may 
 Bise glorious at the awful day. 
 
 let my soul on Thee repose I 
 And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close I 
 Sleep, that shall me more vigorous make 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 156. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Through the day thy love has spared us ; 
 
 Wearied, we lie down to rest: 
 Through the silent watches guard us ; 
 Let no foe our peace molest: 
 Jesus, Thou our Guardian be ; 
 Sweet it is to trust in Thee. 
 
 Pilgrims here on earth, and strangers, 
 
 Dwelling in the midst of foes, 
 Us and ours preserve from dangers. 
 In thy love may we repose ; 
 And, when life's sad day is past, 
 Best with Thee in heav'n at last. 
 
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 EVENINQ. 
 
 157. 
 
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 P.M. 
 
 Tii ROUGH the chanp;o8 of the day, 
 
 Kept by thy sustaining pow'r, 
 Oflferings of thanks we pay, 
 
 Father I in this ev'ning hour; 
 Praises to thv Name belong, 
 
 Source ana Giver of our good ! 
 And, though feeble is our song. 
 
 It shall speak our gratitude. 
 
 From the dangers which have frownM, 
 
 From the snares in secret set. 
 We have, through thy mercy, found 
 
 Safety and deliv'rance yet I 
 And thy loving-kindness hath 
 
 All the day to us been shown, 
 While profusely on thy path 
 
 Kichest blessings have been strown. 
 
 Spirit I who hast been our Light, 
 
 And the Guardian of our way, 
 Let thy mercy and thy might 
 
 Keep us for another day I 
 O'er our sleep, with sleepless eye. 
 
 Watch, and sweet shall be our rest ; 
 And when morning gilds the sky, 
 
 Our awaking shall be blest I 
 
 158. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 
 Blessed be thy Name for ever. 
 Thou of life the Guard and Giver 1 
 Thou canst guard thy creatures sleeping. 
 Heal the heart long broke with weeping. 
 God of stillness and of motion, 
 Of the desert and the ocean. 
 Of the mountain, rock, and river, 
 Bessed be thy Name for ever I 
 
EVENING. 
 
 Thou, who slumhorost not, nor sloopcst, 
 BleHt are tliey Thou kindly koopest I 
 God of evening's parting ray, 
 Of midnight gloom, and dawning day, 
 That riseth from the azure sea, 
 Like breathings of eternity 1 
 Ood of life the Guard and Giver, 
 Blessed 1)6 thy Name for ever I 
 
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 159. L.M. 
 
 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 
 It is not night if Thou be near ; 
 Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise 
 To hide Thee from thy servant's eyes I 
 
 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
 For without Thee I cannot live ; 
 Abide with me when night is nigh. 
 For without Thee I dare not die. 
 
 Come near and bless us when wo wake. 
 Ere through the world our way we take ; 
 Till in the ocean of thy love 
 Wo lose ourselves in heav'n above. 
 
 160. CM. 
 
 Now that the daylight dies away, 
 
 Ere we lie down and sleep. 
 Thee, Maker of the world, we pray 
 
 To own us and to keep. 
 
 Let dreams depart, and visions fly. 
 
 The offspring of the night ; 
 Keep us like shrines beneath thine eye, 
 
 Pure in our foes' despite. 
 
 This grace on thy redeem'd confer. 
 
 Father, co-equal Son, 
 And Holy Ghost the Comforter, 
 
 Eternal Three in One. 
 
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 161. P.M. 
 
 God, that madest earth and heaven, 
 
 Darkness and light I 
 Who the day for toil hast given, 
 
 For rest the night ! 
 May thine angel-guards defend us. 
 Slumber sweet thy mercy send us, 
 Holy dreams and hopes attend us, 
 
 This livelong night I 
 
 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping ; 
 
 And when we die, 
 May we, in thy mighty keeping. 
 
 All peaceful lie 1 
 When the last dread call shall wake us, 
 Do not Thou, our God, forsake us. 
 But to reign in glory take us. 
 
 With Thee on high I 
 
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 162. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Lord of our life, whose tender care 
 
 Hath led us on till now. 
 Here lowly at the hour of prayer 
 
 Before thy throne we bow : 
 We bless thy gracious hand, and pray 
 Forgiveness for another day. 
 
 Oh I may we daily, hourly strive 
 
 In heav'nly grace to grow 1 
 To Thee and to thy glory live, 
 
 Dead else to all below : 
 Tread in the path our Saviour trod 
 Though thorny, yet the path to God. 
 
 With prayer our humble praise we bring 
 
 For mercies day by day: 
 Lord, teach our heart thy love to sing — 
 
 Lord, teach us how to pray : 
 All that we have, and are, to Thee 
 We oflfer, through eternity. 
 
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 HbLiEST, breathe an evening blessing, 
 
 Ere repose our spirits seal ; 
 Sin and want we come confessing ; 
 
 Thou canst save, and thou canst heal. 
 Though destruction walk around us, 
 
 Though the arrow past us fly, 
 Angel guards from thee surround us; 
 
 We are safe, if thou art nigh. 
 
 Though the night be dark and dreary, 
 
 Darkness cannot hide from thee ; 
 Thou art He who, never weary, 
 
 Watchest where thy people be. 
 Should swift death this night overtake us. 
 
 And our couch become our tomb. 
 May the morn in heav'n awake us. 
 
 Glad in light and deathless bloom. 
 
 PUBLIC WORSHIP. 
 
 164. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Mat the grace of Christ our Saviour, 
 And the Father's boundless love, 
 
 With the Holy Spirit's favor, 
 Rest upon us from above ! 
 
 Thus may we abide in union 
 With each other and the Lord, 
 
 And possess, in sweet communion, 
 Joys which earth cannot afford. 
 
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 165. P.M. 
 
 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing,- 
 Fill our hearts with joy and peace ; 
 
 Let us each, thy love possessing, 
 Triumph in redeeming grace. 
 refresh us, 
 
 Travelling through this wilderness. 
 
 Thanks we give and adoration 
 For the GospePs joyful sound ; 
 
 May the fruits of thy salvation 
 In our hearts and lives abound : 
 May thy presence , 
 
 With us evermore bo found ! 
 
 THE lord's day. 
 
 
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 166. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Welcome, sacred day of rest ; 
 
 Sweet repose from worldly care ; 
 Day above all days the best, 
 
 When our souls for heav'n prepare ; 
 Day when our Redeemer rose, 
 
 Victor o'er the hosts of hell : 
 Thus He vanquish'd all our foes; ^ 
 
 Let our lips his glory tell. 
 
 Gracious Lord, we love this day. 
 
 When we hear thy holy word ; 
 When we sing thy praise, and pray : 
 
 Earth can no such joys afford. 
 But a better rest remains, 
 
 Heav'nly Sabbaths, happier days ; 
 Best from sin, and rest from pains ; 
 
 Endless joys and endless praise. 
 
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 167. CM. 
 
 This is the day the Lord hath made, 
 
 He calls the hours his own ; 
 Let heav'n rejoice, let earth be glad, 
 
 And praise surround the throne. 
 
 To-day He rose and left the dead, 
 
 And Satan's empire fell ; 
 To-day the saints his triumphs spread, 
 
 And all his wonders tell. 
 
 Hosannah to th' anointed King, 
 
 To David's holy Son I 
 Help us, Lord ! descend and bring 
 
 Salvation from thy throne. 
 
 Blest be the Lord, who comes to men 
 
 With messages of grace ; 
 Who comes, in God his Father^s Name, 
 
 To save our sinful race. 
 
 Hosannah in the highest strains l|^ 
 
 The Church on earth can raise ; 
 
 The highest heav'ns in which He reigns 
 Shall give him nobler praise. 
 
 168. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Jesus, where'er thy people meet, 
 There they behold thy mercy-seat ; 
 Where'er they seek Thee, Thou art found. 
 And every place is hallow'd ground. 
 
 For Thou, within no walls confined, 
 Inhabitest the humble mind : 
 Such ever bring Thee where they come ; 
 And going, take Thee to their home. 
 
 Here may we prove the pow'r of prayer. 
 To strengthen faith, and sweeten care ; 
 To teach our faint desires to rise. 
 And bring all heav'n before our eyes. 
 
 Lord, we are few, but Thou art near ; 
 Nor short thine arm, nor deaf thine ear ; 
 O rend the heav'ns, come quickly down. 
 And make a thousand hearts thine own ! 
 
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 169. D.C,M. 
 
 Great King of nations, hear our prayer, while at thy 
 
 feet we fall, 
 And humbly, with united cry, to Thee for mercy call ; 
 The guilt is ours, but grace is thine, O turn us not 
 
 away, 
 But hear us from thy lofty throne, and help us when 
 
 we pray. 
 
 Our fathers' sins were manifold, and ours no less we 
 
 own. 
 Yet wondrously, from age to age, thy goodness hath 
 
 been shown ; 
 When dangers, like a stormy sea, beset our country 
 
 round. 
 To Thee we look'd, to Thee we cried, and help in Thee 
 
 was found. 
 
 With one consent we meekly bow beneath thy chasten- 
 ing hand, 
 
 And, pouring forth confession meet, mourn with our 
 mourning land ; 
 
 With pitying eye behold our need, as thus we lift our 
 prayer, 
 
 " Correct us with thy judgments. Lord, then let thy 
 
 mercy spare. 
 
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 170. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 Great God, to Thee our song we raise, 
 To Thee devote our grateful praise ; 
 never may our footsteps rove 
 From Thee, the source of truth and love : 
 But may we still thy praise proclaim, 
 And joy in our Redeemer's name. ; 
 
 What though the fig-tree shall decay, 
 Fruitless the vine shall waste away ; 
 Although the olive shall not bear, 
 Nor corn produce the ripen'd ear ; 
 Yet still may we thy praise proclaim, 
 And joy in our llcdecmer's name. 
 
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 Though in our folds no flocks abound, 
 And in our stalls no herd be found, 
 Though all the hopes of plenty fail. 
 Though blighting pestilence prevail ; 
 Yet may we still thy praise proclaim, 
 And joy in our Bedeemer's name. 
 
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 171. P.M. 
 
 Dread Jehovah, God of nations, 
 
 From thy temple in the skies 
 Hear thy people's supplications. 
 
 Now for their deliverance rise. 
 
 Lo I with deep contrition turning. 
 
 Humbly at thy feet we bend ; 
 Hear us, fasting, praying, mourning, 
 
 Hear us, spare us, and defend. 
 
 Though our sins, our hearts confounding. 
 Long and loud for vengeance call. 
 
 Thou hast mercy more abounding, 
 Jesus' blood can cleanse fcom all. 
 
 Let that love veil our. transgression, 
 
 Let that blood our guilt efface ; 
 Save thy people from oppression, ^ 
 
 Save from spoil thy holy place. 
 
 172. L.M. 
 
 God of our life I to Thee we call j 
 Afflicted at thy feet we fall ; 
 When the great water floods prevail. 
 Leave not our trembling hearts to fail. 
 
 Friend of the friendless and the faint. 
 Where shall we lodge our deep complaint? 
 Where, but with Thee, whose open door 
 Invites the helpless and the poor? 
 
 Then hear, Lord I our humble cry. 
 And bend on us thy pitying eye. 
 To Thee their prayer thy people make ; 
 Hear us, for our Redeemer's sake I 
 
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 173. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 
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 The billows swell, the winds are high, 
 Clouds overcast the threat'ning sky ; 
 Out of the depths to Thee we call ; 
 Our fears are great, our strength is small. 
 
 Lord, the pilot's part perform, 
 And guide and guard us through the storm ; 
 Defend us from each pressing ill, 
 Control the waves, say, Peace, be still I 
 
 Amid the raging of the sea ' 
 
 Our souls still hang their hope on Thee ; 
 Thy constant love and faithful care 
 Support and save us from despair. 
 
 
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 ' 174. ' P.M. 
 
 Praise to God, immortal praise 
 For the love that crowns our days ; 
 Bounteous source of every joy, 
 Let thy praise our tongues employ: 
 All to Thee, our God, we owe, 
 Source whence all our blessings flow. 
 
 All the blessings of the fields. 
 All the stores the garden yields. 
 Flocks that whiten all the plain. 
 Yellow sheaves of ripen'd grain : 
 Lord, for these our souls shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
 
 Clouds that drop their fattening dews. 
 Suns that genial warmth diffuse. 
 All the plenty summer pours, 
 Autumn's rich o'erflowing stores : 
 Lord, for these our souls shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
 
THANKSai VINO-DAY — HARVEST. 
 
 Peace, prosperity, and health, 
 Private bliss and public wealth. 
 Knowledge, with its glad^ning streams, 
 Pure religion's holier beams : 
 Lord, for these our souls shall raise 
 Grateful vows and solemn praise. 
 
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 175. CM. 
 
 Lord, of thy mercy hoar our cry 
 
 For this long-favor'd land ; 
 That now, as in the days gone by, 
 
 Her strength may be thy hand I ^ 
 
 May she her holy lot fulfil, 
 
 £arth's sanctuary be ; 
 And stand amid the nations still, 
 
 A witness true to Thee ! 
 
 And when the last dread trumpet's sound 
 
 Upon her ear shall ring. 
 Grant that her children ma^ be found 
 
 Prepared to meet their King I 
 
 HARVEST. 
 176. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Fountain of mercy, God of love, 
 How rich thy bounties are ; '» 
 
 The rolling seasons, as they move, 
 Proclaim thy constant care. 
 
 When in the bosom of the earth 
 
 The sower hid the grain. 
 Thy goodness mark'd its secret birth. 
 
 And sent the early rain. 
 
 The spring's sweet influence. Lord, was thine. 
 
 The plants in beauty grew ; 
 Thou gav'st the summer's suns to shine. 
 
 The mild refreshing dew. 
 
 We own and bless thy gracious sway ; 
 
 Thy hand all nature hails : 
 Seed-time nor harvest, night nor day. 
 
 Summer nor winter fails. 
 
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 177. L.M. 
 
 Lord of tho harvest, once again 
 We thank Thee for the ripen'd grain ; 
 For crops saf6 carried, sent to cheer 
 Thy servants through another year ; 
 For all sweet holy thoughts supplied 
 By seed-time, and by harvest-tide. 
 
 The bare, dead grain, in autumn sown, 
 Its robe of vernal green puts on : 
 Glad from its wintry grave it springs, 
 I Fresh garnished by the King of kings : 
 So, Lord, to those who sleep in Thee 
 Shall new and glorious bodies be. 
 
 Nor vainly of thy word we ask 
 A lesson from the reaper's task : 
 So shall thine angels issue forth ; 
 The tares be burnt ; the just of earth, 
 The sport of sun and storm no more, 
 Be gathered to their Father's store. 
 
 Daily, Lord, our prayers be said. 
 As Thou hast taught, for daily bread; 
 But not alone our bodies feed — 
 Supply our fainting spirits' need: 
 O, Bread of Life, from day to day. 
 Be Thou their comfort, food, and stay. 
 
 178. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 O Gracious Hand, that freely gives 
 The fruits of earth, our toil to bless ! 
 
 Love, by which the sinner lives I 
 Let all our tongues that Love confess I 
 
 Our God for all our need provides ; 
 
 His sun o'er all alike doth shine ; 
 From none his glorious beams he hides : 
 
 So wills the Father's Love Divine. 
 
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 Ap;ain his love our garner fills, 
 
 This love again let all adore : 
 The cry of want his bounty stills, 
 
 Who biddeth all his Name implore. 
 
 Oh, may our lires through grace abound 
 
 In fruits of holiness and love ; 
 Let all his courts with praise resound, 
 
 To echo angels' praise above ! 
 
 FOUNDATION OF A CHUKCH. 
 
 179. L.M. 
 
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 This stone to Thee in faith we lay. 
 We build the temple, Lord, to Thee : 
 
 Thine eye be open night and day 
 To guard this house and sanctuary. 
 
 Here, when thy people seek thy face, 
 
 And dying sinners pray to live. 
 Hear, Thou, in heav'n, thy dwelling-place, 
 
 And when Thou hearest, forgive 1 
 
 Here, when thy messengers proclaim 
 
 The blessed Gospel of thy Son, 
 Still, by the pow'r of his great name, 
 
 Be mighty signs and wonders done. 
 
 That glory never hence depart I 
 Yet choose not, Lord, this house alone ; 
 
 Thy kingdom come to ev'ry heart, 
 In ev'ry bosom fix thy throne. 
 
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 CONSECRATION OF A CHURCH. 
 
 180. 8.7s. 
 
 Christ is made the sure foundation, 
 
 And the precious corner-stone, 
 "Who, the twofold walls surmounting, 
 
 Binds them closely into one : 
 Holy Sion's help for ever, 
 
 And her oonndence alone. 
 
 To this Temple, where we call Thee, 
 Come, Lord, of Hosts to-day ; 
 
 With thy wonted loving kindness • 
 Hear thy people as they pray : 
 
 And thy fullest benediction 
 Shod within its walls for aye. 
 
 Here vouchsafe to all thy servants 
 
 That they supplicate to gain : 
 Here to have and hold for ever 
 
 Those good things their prayers obtain : 
 And, hereafter, in thy glory, 
 
 With thy blessed ones to reign. ; • 
 
 Laud and honor to the Father, 
 
 Laud and honor to the Son ; 
 Laud and honor to the Spirit,. 
 
 Ever Three, and ever One ; 
 Consubstantial, co-eternal. 
 
 While unending ages run. 
 
 181. P.M. 
 
 Lord of hosts to Thee we raise 
 Here a house of pray'r and praise ; 
 Thou thy people's hearts prepare. 
 Here to meet for praise and prayV. 
 
 Let the living here be fed 
 With thy Word, the heav'nly Bread ; 
 Here, in hope of glory blest, 
 May the dead be laid to rest. 
 
OONSEORATION OP A CHURCH. 
 
 Hallelujah 1 — earth and sky 
 To the joyful sound reply : 
 Hallelujah I — hence ascend 
 Pray'r and praise till time shall end. 
 
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 182. P.M. 
 
 Lord of the worlds above, 
 
 How pleasant and how fair 
 The dwellings of thy love, 
 Thy earthly temples, are I 
 To thine abode 
 Our hearts aspire. 
 With warm desire, 
 To meet our God. 
 
 Oh I happy souls that pray 
 
 Where God appoints to hear I 
 Oh 1 happy men that pay 
 Their constant service there ! 
 They praise Thee still ; 
 Thrice happy they, 
 Who love the way 
 To Zion's hill. 
 
 They go from strength to strength. 
 Through this dark vale of tears, 
 Till each o'ercomes at length. 
 Till each in heav'n appears : 
 Oh I glorious seat 
 Of God our King, 
 . Lord, thither bring 
 Our willing feet. 
 
 God is our Sun and Shield, 
 
 Our Light and our Defence ; 
 With gifts his hands are fiU'd 
 We draw our blessings thence. 
 He shall bestow 
 Upon our race 
 His saving grace^ 
 And glory too. 
 
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 183. L.M. 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throno 
 Ye nations bow with sacred joy ; 
 
 Know that the Lord is Qod alone ;, 
 lie can create and He destroy. 
 
 Ilis sov'reign pow'r, without our aid, 
 Made us of clay and forin'd us men ; 
 
 And when, like wand'ring sheep we stray'd, 
 He brought us to his fold again. 
 
 We'll crowd thy gates with thankful songs, 
 High as the heav'ns our voices raise ; 
 
 And earth, with her ten thousand tongues 
 Shall fill thy courts with sounding praise. 
 
 Wide as the world is thy command. 
 
 Vast as eternity thy love ; 
 Firm as a rock thy truth must stand, 
 
 When rolling years shall cease to move. 
 
 MISSIONS. 
 
 184. 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Roll down their golden sand ; 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain I 
 
 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Java's isle, 
 Though ev'ry prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strewn ; 
 The heathen, in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone I 
 
 P.M. 
 
MISSIONS. 
 
 Can we, whose souls arc liphtod 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Can we to men benizhted 
 
 Tho lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! oh ! salvation I 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till each remotest nation 
 
 lias learn'd Messiah's Name ! 
 
 Waft, waft, ye winds, hia story, 
 
 And you, ye waters roll. 
 Till like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to polo ; 
 Till o'er our ransom'd nature 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 In bliss returns to reign 1 
 
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 185. L.M. 
 
 Spirit of the living God, 
 In all the fulness of thy grace. 
 
 Where'er the foot of man hath trod, 
 Descend on our apostate race. 
 
 Give tongues of fire, and hearts of love, 
 To preach the reconciling Word ; 
 
 Give pow'r and unction from above. 
 Whene'er the joyful sound is heard. 
 
 Be darkness, at thy coming, light ; 
 
 Confusion, order in thy path ; ^ 
 Souls without strength inspire with might; 
 
 Bid mercy triumph over wrath. 
 
 Baptize the nations far and nigh, 
 The triumphs of the cross record ; 
 
 The name of Jesus glorify. 
 Till ev'ry kindred call him Lord. 
 
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 / 186. P.M. 
 
 Lord, a Saviour's love displaying;, 
 Show the heathen lands thy way ; 
 
 Millions still like sheep are straying 
 In the dark and cloudy day. 
 
 Shades of death are gath'ring o'er them, 
 Lord, they perish from thy sight I 
 
 Let thine angel go before them ; 
 Bring the Gentiles to thy light. 
 
 Fetch them home from ev'ry nation, 
 
 From the islands of the sea ; 
 By the Word of thy salvation 
 
 Call the wand'rers back to Thee. 
 
 Thou their pasture hast provided, « 
 Grant the blessing long foretold ; 
 
 Let thy sheep, divinely guided, 
 Find at last the common fold. 
 
 - 187. P.M. 
 
 O'er the realms of pagan darkness 
 
 Let the eye of pity gaze ; 
 See the kindreds of the people 
 
 Lost in sin's bewild'ring maze : 
 Darkness brooding 
 
 On the face of all the earth. 
 
 Light of them that sit in darkness ! 
 
 Rise and shine, thy blessings bring ; 
 Light to lighten all the Gentiles I 
 
 Iliso with healing on thy wing : 
 To thy brightness 
 
 Let all kings and nations come. 
 
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MISSIONS. 
 
 May the heathen, now adoring 
 Idol-gods of wood and stone, 
 
 Come, and worshipDing before him, 
 Serve the living Ood alone : 
 
 Let thy glory 
 Fill the earth, as floods the sea. 
 
 Thou to whom all pow'r is giv'n, 
 
 Speak the word : — at thy command 
 Let the company of preachers 
 
 Spread ihy Name from land to land ; 
 
 Lord ! be with them 
 Alway, to the end of time. 
 
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 188. ^ s.M. 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 
 
 Who stand on Sion's hill ; 
 Who speak salvation to the world. 
 
 And words of peace reveal I 
 
 How happy are our ears, - 
 
 That hear the joyful sound, 
 Which kings and prophets waited for. 
 
 And sought, but never found! 
 
 How blessed are our eyes, 
 
 That see this heav'nly light ! 
 Prophets and kings desir'd it long, 
 
 But died without the sight. 
 
 Oh I Lord, make bare thine arm. 
 
 Send forth ihj truth abroad ; 
 And let the nations all behold 
 
 Their Saviour and their God. 
 
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 189. 
 
 Hark ! the song of jubilee, 
 Loud as mighty thunders^ roar, 
 
 Or the fulness of the sea. 
 When it breaks upon the shore : 
 Hallelujah 1" for the Lord 
 God omnipotent shall reign ; 
 Hallelujah 1" let the word 
 Echo round the earth and main. 
 
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 " Hallelujah !" Hark I. the sound 
 
 From the centre to the skies, 
 Wakes above, beneath, around, 
 
 All creation's harmonies: 
 See Jehovah's banners furl'd, 
 
 Sheath'd his sword : He speaks — 'tis done, 
 And the kingdoms of this world 
 
 Are the kingdoms of his Son. 
 
 ** He shall reign from pole to pole 
 
 With illimitable sway ; 
 He shall reign when, like a scroll. 
 
 Yonder heav'ns have pass'd away. 
 Then the end : — beneath his rod 
 
 Man's last enemy shall fall : 
 Hallelujah I Christ in God, 
 
 God in Christ is all in all." 
 
 190. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Doth his successive journeys run ; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 To him shall fervent pray'r bo made, 
 And princes throng to crown his head ; 
 His name like perfume shall arise 
 With cv'ry morning sacriticc. 
 
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MISSIONS — ALMSOTVINCl. 
 
 People and realms of ev'ry tongue 
 Shall hail his love with sweetest song ; 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings on his name. 
 
 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; 
 The pris'ner leaps to burst his chains, 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 Let ev'ry creature rise and bring 
 Its grateful honors to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth prolong the loud Amen. 
 
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 L.M. 
 
 ALMSGIVING. 
 191. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Father of mercies, send thy grace, 
 
 All pow'rful from above, 
 To form in our obedient souls 
 
 The image of thy love. 
 
 Oh I may our sympathizing breast, 
 That gen'rous pleasure know, 
 
 Freely to share in others' joy. 
 And weep for others' woe. 
 
 Whene'er the helpless sons of grief 
 
 In low distress are laid. 
 Soft be our hearts, their pains to feel. 
 
 And swiffc our hands to aid. 
 
 So Jesus look'd on dying men, 
 Enthron'd above the skies ; 
 
 And when he saw their lost estate, 
 Felt his compassion rise. 
 
 Since Christ, to save our guilty souls, 
 
 On wings of mercy flew. 
 We, whom the Saviour thus hath lov'd, 
 
 Should love each other too. 
 
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 192. L.M. 
 
 Help us, Lord, thy yoke to wear. 
 
 Delighting in thy perfect will ; 
 Each other's burdens learn to bear, 
 
 And thus thy law of love fulfil. 
 
 He that hath pity on the poor 
 
 Lendeth his substance to the Lord ; 
 
 And lo ! his recompense is sure, 
 For more than this shall be restored. 
 
 Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart. 
 As Thou hast blessed our various store, 
 
 From our abundance to impart 
 A liberal portion to the poor. 
 
 To Thee our all devoted be, 
 
 In whom we breathe, and move, and live; 
 Freely we have receivM of Thee — 
 
 Freely may we rejoice to give. 
 
 193. CM. 
 
 Fountain of good I to own thy love 
 
 Our thankful hearts incline ; 
 "What can we render, Lord, to Thee, 
 
 When all the worlds are thine ? 
 
 But Thou hast needy brethren here. 
 
 Partakers of thy grace ; 
 Whose humble names Thou wilt confess 
 
 Before thy Father's face. 
 
 In them Thou may'st be cloth'd and fed, 
 
 And visited tana choer'd ; 
 And in their accents of distress 
 
 Thy pleading voice is heard. 
 
 Thy face, with reverence and with love. 
 
 We in thy poor would see ; 
 For while we minister to them. 
 
 We do it, Lord, to Theo. 
 
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 SUNDAY SCHOOLS. 
 194. 
 
 CHILDREN. 
 
 Come, let our voices join 
 In one glad song of praise ; 
 
 To God, the God of Love, 
 Our thankful hearts ^e'U raise. 
 
 CONGREGATION. 
 
 To God alone all praise belongs — 
 Our earliest and our latest songs. 
 
 CHILDREN. 
 
 Now we are taught to read 
 The Book of Life divine ; 
 
 Where our Redeemer's love 
 And brightest glories shine. 
 
 CONGREGATION. 
 
 To God alone, all praise is due, 
 Who sends his Word to us and you. 
 
 CHILDREN. 
 
 Within these hallow'd walls 
 Our wand'ring feet are brought, 
 
 Where pray'r and praise ascend, 
 And heavenly truths are taught. 
 
 CONGREGATION. 
 
 To God alone, your off 'rings bring; 
 Let young and old his praises sing. 
 
 CHILDREN AND CONGREGATION, 
 
 Lord, let this work of love 
 Be crown'd with full success ; 
 
 Let thousands yet unborn. 
 Thy sacred Name here bless I 
 
 To Thee, Lord, all praise to Thee, 
 Shall rise throughout eternity. 
 
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 195. 
 
 CM. 
 
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 Happy the cliild whose tender years 
 
 Receive instruction well, 
 Who hates the sinner's path, and fears 
 
 The road that leads to hell. 
 
 When we devote our youth to God, 
 
 "lis pleasing in his eyes ; 
 A flow'r, though offered in the bud, 
 
 Is no mean sacrifice. 
 
 'Twill save us from a thousand snares, 
 
 To mind religion young ; 
 Grace will preserve our riper years, 
 
 And make our virtue strong. 
 
 To Thee, Almighty God, to Thee 
 
 Our childhood we resign ; 
 'Twill please us to look hack and see 
 
 That our whole lives were Thine. 
 
 Let the sweet work of pray'r and praise 
 Employ our youngest breath ; 
 
 Thus we're prepar'd for longer days, 
 Or fit for early death. 
 
 196. 
 
 CM. 
 
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 The Lord, who once our weakness knew. 
 
 Born in this vale of tears, 
 In wisdom as in stature ^irew, 
 
 In favor as in yearr . 
 
 And as He bare our humble lot. 
 
 Mankind from sin to free. 
 In mercy said, " Forbid them not, 
 
 Let children come to Me.'' 
 
SUJJDAY SCHOOLS. 
 
 May we, Lord, betimes obey 
 The call thy grace has giv'n, 
 
 And still pursue the narrow way 
 That leads our steps to heav'n. 
 
 Thouj^h angels round thy throne on high 
 Their hymns of triumph raise, 
 
 Thou hearest when to Thee we cry ; 
 Thott wilt not scorn our praise. 
 
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 197. 
 
 CM. 
 
 Thou, whose glory and whose grace 
 
 Celestial hosts proclaim, 
 Look down from heav'n, thy dwelling-place, 
 
 Teach us to fear thy Name. 
 
 Within the volume of thy word, v 
 
 We, from our early youth, 
 Learn of our Saviour and our Lord, 
 
 The Way, the Life, the Truth. 
 
 Thy word displays the concord sweet 
 
 Of fear ana holy love : 
 Mercy and truth together meet, 
 
 Descending from above. 
 
 Lord I thy glorjf and thy grace 
 
 Whilst now our lips proclaim. 
 Come to our hearts, thy dwelling-place, 
 
 And make us fear thy Name. 
 
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 END OF THE YEAR. 
 
 198. P.M. 
 
 Day of Judgment, day of wonders ! 
 
 Hark ! the trumpet^s awful sound, 
 Louder than ten thousand thunders, 
 
 Shakes the vast creation round I 
 How the summons 
 
 Will the sinner's heart confound I # 
 
 See the Judge our nature wearing, ' 
 
 Rob'd in majesty^ divine 1 
 Ye who long for his appearing 
 
 Then shall in his glory shine. 
 
 Gracious Saviour ! , _^ 
 
 Own me in that day for thine ! 
 
 Then to all who have confessed, 
 Lov'd, and served the Lord below, 
 
 He will say, " Come near, ye blessed, 
 Take the kingdom I bestow : 
 
 You for ever 
 Shall my love and glory know.'* 
 
 199. CM. 
 
 Thee we adore, eternal name I 
 
 And humbly own to Thee, 
 How feeble is our mortal frame, 
 
 What dying worms are we I 
 
 Our wasting lives grow shorter still, 
 As months and days increase ; 
 
 And ev'ry beating pulse we tell 
 Leaves but the number less. 
 
 The year rolls round, and steals away 
 
 The breath that first it gave ; 
 Whate'er we do, where'er we be, 
 
 We 're trav'Uing to the grave. 
 
END OP THB YEAR. 
 
 Infinite joy, or endless woe, 
 
 Attends on ev'ry breath ; 
 And yet, how unconcern'd we go 
 
 Upon the brink of death ! 
 
 Waken, Lord ! our drowsy sense 
 To walk this dangerous road, 
 
 And when our souls are hurried hence, 
 May they be found with God ! 
 
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 200. 
 
 While with ceaseless course the sun 
 
 Hasted through the former year, 
 Many souls their race have run. 
 
 Never more to meet us here ; 
 Fix'd in an eternal state, ' 
 
 They have done with all below; 
 We a little longer wait. 
 
 But how little — none can know. 
 
 As the winged arrow flies 
 
 Swift its destin'd mark to find ; 
 As the lightning, from the skies, 
 
 Darts and leaves no trace behind, 
 Swiftly thus our fleeting days 
 
 Bear us down life's rapid stream ; 
 Upwards, Lord I our spirits raise, 
 
 All on earth is but a dream. 
 
 Thanks for merc'es past receive ; 
 
 Pardon of our sins renew ; 
 Teach us henceforth how to live. 
 
 With eternity in view. 
 Bless thy word to young and old. 
 
 Fill us with a Saviour's love : 
 So, when life's short tale is told, 
 
 May we dwell with Thee above ! 
 
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 201. P.M. 
 
 BiSE, my floul, and stretch thy wings, 
 
 Thy better portion trace ; 
 Kise from transitory things, 
 
 Towards heav'n, thy native place ; 
 Sun, and moon, and stars decay. 
 
 Time shall soon this earth remove; 
 Bise, my soul, and haste away 
 
 To seats prepar'd above. 
 
 Bivers to the ocean run, 
 
 Nor stay in all their course ; 
 Fire ascending seeks the sun. 
 
 Both speed them tc their source : 
 So, a soul that's born of God, 
 
 Pants to view his glorious face, 
 Upwards tends to his abode, 
 
 To rest in his embrace. 
 
 Cease, ye pilgrims, cease to mourn, 
 
 Press on vird to the prize ; 
 Soon our Saviour will return 
 
 Triumphant in the skies. 
 Yet a season, and you know 
 
 Happy entrance will be giv'n, 
 All our sorrows left below. 
 
 And earth exchang'd for heav'n. 
 
 202. 
 
 God, our Help in ages past, 
 Our Hope for years to come, 
 
 Our Shelter from the stormy blast, 
 And our eternal Home ! 
 
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 Under the shadow of thy throne 
 Thy saints have dwelt secure: 
 
 Sufficient is thine arm alone. 
 And our defence is sure. 
 
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 END OP THE YEAR. 
 
 Before the hills in order stood, 
 Or earth rcceiv'd hor frame, 
 
 From everlasting Thou art God, 
 To endless years the same. 
 
 A thousand ages, in thy sight. 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night. 
 
 Before the rising sun. 
 
 OGod! our Help in ages past, 
 Our Hope for years to come ; 
 
 Be Thou our Guard while life shall last 
 And our eternal Home ! 
 
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 203. 
 
 , Time by moments steals away, 
 First the hour, and then the day ; 
 Small the daily loss appears. 
 Yet it soon amounts to years — 
 Thus another year is flown. 
 And is now no more our own 
 (Though it brought or promised good) 
 Thau the years before the flood. 
 
 But each year, let none forget. 
 Finds and leaves us deep in debt ; 
 Favors from the Lord received, 
 Sins that have the Spirit griev'd, 
 Mark'd by God's unerring hand, 
 In his book recorded stand ; 
 Who can tell the vast amount 
 Plao'd to each of our account ? 
 
 We have nothing. Lord, to pay ; 
 Take, oh ! take our guilt away ; { 
 Self-condemn'd on Thee we call, 
 Freely, Lord 1 forgive us all. 
 If we see another year, 
 May we spend it in thy fear I 
 All its days devote to Thee, 
 Living for eternity. 
 
 7s. 
 
180 
 
 END OF TUB YEAR. 
 
 I m 
 
 204, 7s. 
 
 For thy mercy and thy f?raoo, 
 Constant through another year, 
 
 Hear our Bong of thankfulness ; 
 Father and Redeemer, hoar. 
 
 In our weakness and distress, 
 Rook of Strength ! be Thou our stay : 
 
 In the pathless wilderness. 
 Be our true and living Way. 
 
 Which of us death's awful road 
 In the coming year shall tread ? 
 
 With thy rod and staff, God, 
 Comfort Thou his dying bed. 
 
 Make us faithful : make us pure : 
 
 Keep us evermore thine own : 
 Help thy servants to endure : 
 
 Fit us for the promis'd crown. 
 
 So, within thy palace gate 
 
 We shall praise, on golden strings, 
 Thee, the only Potentate, 
 
 Lord of lords, and King of kings. 
 
 f 
 
D0X0L00IS8. 
 
 181 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 1. r- CM. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 Tho God whom we adore, 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall bo evermore. 
 
 2. L.M. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom earth and hoav'n adore. 
 
 Be glory, as it was of old, 
 Is now, and shall be evermore. 
 
 8. 
 
 L.M. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow; 
 Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise Him above, ye heav'nly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 
 
 4. L.M. 
 
 From all that dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise : 
 Let the Redeemer s name be sung 
 Through ev'ry land, by ev'ry tongue. 
 
 Eternal are thy mercies, Lord ; 
 
 Eternal truth attends thy word : 
 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore'. 
 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 5. 
 
 S.M. 
 
 To God the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, glory be ; ^ 411 
 
 From saints on earth, and hosts in heav'n 
 
 To all eternity. 
 
1^, 
 
 132 
 
 m\ 
 
 
 :'}! 
 
 DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 6.* 7s. 
 
 Holt Father, blessed Son, 
 Gracious Spirit, Three in One ; 
 Glory, as of old, to Thee, 
 Now and evermore shall be. 
 
 7. P.M. 
 
 Br angels in heaven 
 Of e\'rj degree. 
 And saints upon earth. 
 All praise be addressed, 
 To God in Three Persons, 
 One God ever bless'd; 
 As it has been, now is, 
 And ever shall bo. 
 
 8. P.M. 
 
 Father, glory be to Thee, 
 
 Glory to the blessed Son, 
 Glory to the Spirit be. 
 
 Glory to the Three in One ; 
 As it was, is now, shall be, 
 Filling all eternity. 
 
 #t P.M. 
 
 Praise the Name of God most high, 
 Praise Him, all below the sky. 
 Praise Him, all ye heav'nly host, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; 
 As through countless ages past, 
 Evermore his praise shall last. 
 
 10. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 i;' 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom heaven's triumphant host 
 
 And saints on earth adore, 
 Be glory as in ages past, 
 As now it is, and so shall last 
 
 When time shall be no more. 
 
DOXOLOGIES. 
 
 133 
 
 M- 
 
 11. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 Be glory in the highest giv'n, 
 By all in earth, and all in heav'n ; 
 As was through ages heretofore, 
 Is now, and shall be evermore. 
 
 12. 
 
 To the Father, thron'd in heav'n. 
 To the Saviour, Christ, his Son, 
 To the Spirit, praise be giv'n. 
 Everlasting Three in One : 
 As of old, the Trinity 
 Still is worshipp'd, still shall be. 
 
 13. 
 
 To God the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit ever bless'd. 
 Eternal Three in One, 
 All worship be address'd ; 
 As heretofore 
 It was, is now, 
 And shall be so 
 For evermore. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 P.M. 
 
 
INDEX. 
 
 Almighty Father ! rob'd with light 
 Angels, from the realms of glory- 
 As through this wilderness I stray 
 As when the weary trav'ller gains 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Awake our souls, away our fears 
 
 Before Jehovah's awful throne . 
 
 Beneath our feet, and o'er our head 
 
 Beset with snares on ev'ry hand 
 
 Blessed be thy Name for ever . 
 
 Blow ye the trumpet, blow 
 
 Jread of heav'n, on thee we feed 
 
 Brethren, let us join to bless 
 
 Bright and joyful is the morn . 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 
 
 Bright was the guiding star that led 
 
 Children of the heav'nly King . 
 Christ, in highest Heav'n enthron'd 
 Christ is made the sure foundation 
 Come, gracious Spirit, heav'nly Dove 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Creator, come 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 
 Come, Holy Spirit, come . 
 Come, let our voices join . 
 Come, let us join our cheerful songs 
 Come, thou long-expected Jesus 
 Creator Spirit ! by whose aid . 
 
 Dark was the night, and cold the ground 
 Day of Judgment, day of wonders I . 
 Doxologies. (See end of Book, p. 131.) 
 Dread Jehovah, God of nations . 
 
 NO. 
 
 90 
 11 
 104 
 117 
 148 
 118 
 
 183 
 
 144 
 
 100 
 
 158 
 
 48 
 
 138 
 
 106 
 
 10 
 
 20 
 
 21 
 
 115 
 128 
 180 
 
 69 
 
 71 
 130 
 
 76 
 194 
 
 68 
 6 
 
 74 
 
 ., 37 
 „ 198 
 
 . 171 
 
136 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 Far from these narrow scenes of night 
 Far from the world, Lord ! I flee . 
 Father of heav'u, whose love profound 
 Father of mercies, send thy grace 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 For mercies, countless as the sands 
 For thy mercy and thy grace 
 Fountain of good ! to own thy love 
 Fountain of mercy, God of love . 
 From Greenland's icy mountains 
 
 Give me the wings of faith, to rise 
 Give thanks to God Most High . 
 Give to our God immortal praise 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken 
 Glory be to God on high . 
 Glory to Thee, my God, this night 
 Glory to Thee, Lord ! . 
 God moves in a mysterious way . 
 God of mercy, God of grace 
 God of my life, through all my days 
 God of our life ! to Thee we call 
 God that madest earth and heav'n 
 Gracious Spirit, love divine ! 
 Great God, to Thee our song we raise 
 Great King of nations, hear our pray'r 
 Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah ! 
 
 Hail ! the day that sees Him rise 
 
 Hail to the Lord's Anointed 
 
 Hallelujah ! blest and sweetest . 
 
 Happy the child whose tender years . 
 
 Hark ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing . 
 
 Hark! the song of jubilee . 
 
 Hark ! the voice of love and mercy . 
 
 He comes ! He comes ! the Judge severe 
 
 He dies ! the friend of sinners dies . 
 
 He is risen ! He is risen ! . 
 
 Help us, Lord, thy yoke to wear 
 
 Holiest, breathe an ev'ning blessing . 
 
 Holy Jesu ! Saviour blest . 
 
 Hosanna to the living Lord 
 
 How beauteous are their feet 
 
 How bless'd are they whose hearts are pure 
 
 How sweet the name of Jcsua sounds 
 
 NO. 
 
 110 
 
 94 
 
 79 
 
 191 
 
 97 
 
 107 
 
 204 
 
 193 
 
 176 
 
 184 
 
 119 
 
 68 
 
 25 
 
 105 
 
 23 
 
 155 
 
 123 
 
 113 
 
 67 
 
 116 
 
 172 
 
 161 
 
 75 
 
 170 
 
 109 
 
 98 
 
 63 
 
 19 
 
 77 
 
 195 
 
 1 
 
 8 
 
 189 
 
 39 
 
 7 
 
 61 
 
 47 
 
 192 
 
 163 
 
 28 
 
 3 
 
 188 
 
 126 
 
 55 
 
NO. 
 110 
 
 94 
 79 
 191 
 97 
 107 
 204 
 193 
 176 
 184 
 
 119 
 
 68 
 
 25 
 
 105 
 
 23 
 
 155 
 
 123 
 
 113 
 
 67 
 
 116 
 
 172 
 
 161 
 
 75 
 
 170 
 
 169 
 
 98 
 
 63 
 
 19 
 
 77 
 
 195 
 
 1 
 
 8 
 
 189 
 
 89 
 
 7 
 
 51 
 
 47 
 
 192 
 
 163 
 
 28 
 
 3 
 
 188 
 
 126 
 
 55 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 la token that thou shalt not fear 
 
 Jesu ! lover of my soul 
 Jesu ! the very thought is sweet 
 Jesu ! Lord, Thy praise we sing 
 Jesus calls us, o'er the tumult . 
 Jesus Christ is risen to-day 
 Jesus ! exalted far on high 
 Jesus ! rising from the dead 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Jesus, where'er thy people meet 
 
 Lamb of God ! for sinners slain 
 
 Lead us I Heavenly Father, lead us 
 
 Let us with a gladsome mind 
 
 Lo ! from the desert homes 
 
 Lo ! He comes ! in clouds descending 
 
 Lo ! round the throne, at God's right hand 
 
 Long have we heard the joyful sound 
 
 Lord, a Saviour's love displaying 
 
 Lord ! dismiss us with thy blessing 
 
 Lord, if Thou thy grace impart . 
 
 Lord of Hosts, to Thee we raise . 
 
 Lord of our life, whose tender care 
 
 Lord of the harvest, once again 
 
 Lord of the worlds above . 
 
 Lord, of thy mercy, hear our cry 
 
 Lord, supreme in glory dwelling 
 
 Lord, when before thy throne we meet 
 
 Lord, when we bend before thy throne 
 
 Love divine, all love excelling . 
 
 Maker of the starry sphere 
 May the grace of Christ our Saviour 
 Mine eyes and my desire . 
 My God, and is thy table spread 
 My God, how endless is thy love 
 My soul repeat his praise . 
 
 Nearer, my God, to Thee . 
 Not all the blood of beasts 
 Now let our mingling voices rise 
 Now that the daylight dies away 
 Now that the daylight fills the sky 
 10 
 
 13t 
 
 NO. 
 
 134 
 
 34 
 
 14 
 
 122 
 
 120 
 
 46 
 
 80 
 
 66 
 
 190 
 
 168 
 
 133 
 
 78 
 
 66 
 
 125 
 
 2 
 
 129 
 
 69 
 
 186 
 
 165 
 
 95 
 
 181 
 
 162 
 
 177 
 
 182 
 
 175 
 
 87 
 
 187 
 
 80 
 
 5 
 
 16 
 164 
 
 29 
 186 
 152 
 103 
 
 109 
 
 43 
 
 12 
 
 160 
 
 154 
 
138 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 O'er the realms of pagan darkness 
 
 O Christ, who hast prepar'd a place 
 
 come all ye faithful 
 
 day of days ! shall hearts set free 
 
 for a closer walk with God 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God 
 
 God, our Help in ages past . 
 
 God, unseen, yet ever near 
 
 Gracious Hand, that freely gives 
 
 O happy day, when first was pour'd 
 
 O King of Salem, Prince of Peace 
 
 O Lord of earth, of air and sea! 
 
 O Lord, Thou knowest all the snares 
 
 Lord ! turn not thy face away 
 
 O Saviour of the faithful dead ! . 
 
 O Saviour, whom this holy morn 
 
 Spirit of the living God . 
 
 O that the Lord would guide my ways 
 
 O Thou, from whom all goodness flows 
 
 O Thou, to whose all-seeing eye . 
 
 O Thou, who didst with love untold . 
 
 O Thou, whose glory and whose grace 
 
 O timely happy, timely wise 
 
 O where shall rest be found 
 
 worship the King all glorious above 
 
 Once more the solemn season calls 
 
 Our Lord is risen from the dead . 
 
 NO. 
 
 187 
 
 G4 
 
 17 
 
 50 
 
 81 
 
 85 
 
 202 
 
 139 
 
 178 
 
 18 
 
 131 
 
 91 
 
 33 
 
 27 
 
 145 
 
 15 
 
 185 
 
 99 
 
 32 
 
 124 
 
 121 
 
 197 
 
 153 
 
 108 
 
 53 
 
 26 
 
 66 
 
 ' 
 
 Plung'd in a gulf of dark despair 
 Praise, my soul, the King of heav'n . 
 Praise the Lord, whose mighty wonders 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heav'ns adore Uim 
 Praise to God, immortal praise . 
 Put thou thy trust in God . 
 
 Quiet, Lord, my froward heart . 
 
 Rejoice, the Lord is King . 
 
 Bise, my soul, and stretch thy wings . 
 
 Bock of ages, rent for me . 
 
 Saviour ! when in dust to thee . 
 Saviour, who thy flock art feeding 
 Since Christ, our passovcr, is slain . 
 Since ev'ry trial marks the road 
 
 101 
 22 
 54 
 24 
 
 174 
 82 
 
 83 
 
 60 
 
 201 
 
 41 
 
 40 
 
 135 
 
 45 
 
 93 
 
INDEX. 
 
 139 
 
 NO. 
 
 187 
 
 17 
 
 50 
 
 81 
 
 85 
 
 202 
 
 139 
 
 178 
 
 18 
 
 131 
 
 91 
 
 33 
 
 27 
 
 145 
 
 15 
 
 185 
 
 99 
 
 32 
 
 124 
 
 121 
 
 197 
 
 153 
 
 108 
 
 63 
 
 26 
 
 G6 
 
 101 
 22 
 54 
 24 
 
 174 
 82 
 
 83 
 
 60 
 
 201 
 
 41 
 
 40 
 
 135 
 
 45 
 
 93 
 
 Soldiers of Christ ! arise . 
 Son of God ! thy blessing grant . 
 Songs of praise the angels sang 
 Spirit of mercy, truths and love . 
 Spirit of Truth ! on this thy day 
 Sun of ray bouI, Thou, Saviour dear 
 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing 
 
 The billows swell, the winds are high 
 Th' eternal gates lift up their heads 
 The happy morn is come . 
 The Lord descended from above . 
 The Lord my pasture shall prepare 
 The Lord, the Sov'reign King . 
 The Lord, who once our weakness knew 
 The Lord will come : the earth shall quake 
 The pastor's voice we lov'd to hear . 
 The race that long in darkness walk'd 
 The righteous souls that take their flight 
 The rock is cleft ! with faith draw near 
 Thee we adore ! eternal name . 
 There is a Book, who runs may read . 
 There is a land of pure delight . 
 This is the day the Lord hath made . 
 This stone to Thee in faith we lay 
 Thou art gone to the grave ; but we will not 
 Thou art gone up on high . . 
 Thou art the Way, to Thee alone 
 Thou, plenteous source of light and love 
 Though nature's strength decay . 
 Through all the dangers of the night . 
 Through the changes of the day . 
 Through the day thy love has spar'd us 
 Time by moments steals away . 
 To God, the only wise 
 To Thee, Lord, with dawning light . 
 Try us, God, and search the ground 
 
 We wake, we wake, ye heav'nly choir 
 Welcome, sacred day of rest 
 Welcome, sweet day of rest 
 What shall we render unto Thee 
 When all thy mercies, my God 
 When gath'ring clouds around I view . 
 When I survey the wondrous cross . 
 
 NO. 
 
 141 
 
 85 
 62 
 72 
 73 
 169 
 38 
 
 173 
 
 62 
 
 49 
 
 70 
 
 92 
 
 127 
 
 196 
 
 4 
 
 147 
 
 13 
 
 143 
 
 140 
 
 199 
 
 112 
 
 89 
 
 107 
 
 179 
 
 deplore thee 146 
 
 61 
 
 81 
 
 111 
 
 67 
 
 150 
 
 167 
 
 15G 
 
 203 
 
 88 
 
 161 
 
 96 
 
 149 
 166 
 114 
 84 
 86 
 42 
 44 
 
wt 
 
 140 
 
 INDEX. 
 
 While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night 
 While with ceaseless course the sun . 
 With joy we meditate the grace . 
 Witness, ye men and angels, now 
 
 Ye servants of God . 
 Ye servants of the Lord 
 
 NO. 
 
 9 
 . 200 
 . 86 
 . 142 
 
 . 102 
 . 132 
 
NO. 
 
 9 
 
 200 
 
 86 
 
 142 
 
 102 
 132 
 
 A LIST OF PSALMS FOR THE SUNDAYS 
 THROUGHOUT THE YEAR. 
 
 1st Sunday in Advent. 
 
 Psalms 98 : v. 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 148 : v. 1, 2, 3, 14. Ps. 57: 
 V. 6, 8, 9, 10. 
 
 2d Sunday in Advent. 
 
 Ps. 67: 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 93. Ps. 33: 1, 2, 4, 6. 
 
 3d Sunday in Advent. 
 Ps. 24 : 7, 8, 9, 10. Ps. 106 : 1, 2, 4, 6. Ps. 47 : 1, 5, 7. 
 
 4th Sunday in Advent. 
 P8.1: 1,2, 3,6. Ps. 96 : 1, 10, 12. Ps. 97: 1,2,10, 11. 
 
 Christmas Day. 
 Ps. 149 : 1, 2, and Doxology. 
 
 1st Sunday after Christmas. 
 
 Ps. 84: 1, 2, 4, 10. Ps. 105: I, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 150: 1, 2, 
 6, and Gloria. 
 
 IsT Sunday after Epiphany. 
 Ps. 8: 1, 2, 9. Ps. 5: 1, 2, 8, 12. Ps. 100. 
 
 2d Sunday after Epiphany. 
 
 Ps. 89: 1, 2, 5. Ps. 9: 1, 2, 11, and Gloria. Ps. 145: 
 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 3d Sunday after Epiphany. 
 
 Ps. 18: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 34: 1, 2, 8, 9. Ps. 16: 8, 9, 10, 11. 
 
 4th Sunday after Epiphany. 
 
 Ps. 92: 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 136 : 1, 2, 23, 25. Ps. 57: 5, 8, 
 9, 10. 
 
 5th Sunday after Epiphany. 
 
 Ps. 133. Ps. 139 : 1, 2, 3, 23. Ps. 105 : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
142 
 
 LIST OP PSALMS FOR SUNDAYS. 
 
 ^. 
 
 
 Ctii Sunday after Epiphany. 
 
 Ps. 67: 1, 2, 8, 4. Ps. 149 : 1, 2, and Doxology. Ps. 1 : 
 1, 2, 3, 6. 
 
 Septuaoesima. 
 Ps. 38 : 1, 2, 4, 6. Ps. 103: 1, 2, 8, 9. Ps. 146 : 1, 6, 
 10. 
 
 Sexagesima. 
 
 Ps. 19: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 90: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 143: 1, 2, 6,8. 
 
 QUINQUAOBSIMA. 
 
 Ps. 133. Ps. 41 : 1, 2, 3, 13. Ps. 117, and Gloria. 
 
 1st Sunday in Lent. 
 Ps. 61 : 1, 2, 3. Ps. 143 : 1, 2, 6. Ps, 32 : 1, 2, 5, 10. 
 
 2d Sunday in Lent. 
 Ps. 130: 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 119 : 6, 6, 7, 8. Ps. 80: 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 3d Sunday in Lent. 
 
 Ps. 25: 1, 2, 3, 4. Pg. 77: 7, 8, 9, 10. Ps. 119: 169, 
 170, 171, 172. 
 
 4Tn Sunday in Lent. 
 
 Ps. 31 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 65: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 63 : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 5th Sunday in Lent. 
 
 Ps. 94 : 12, 18, 14, 15. Ps. 26: 11, 12, 13, 14. P8.139: 
 1, 2, 3, 23. 
 
 Sunday before Easter. 
 
 Ps. 40: 5, 6, 7. Ps. 61 : 14, 15, 10, 17. Ps. 116: 1, 2, 
 8,9. 
 
 Easter Day. 
 
 Ps. 67: 7,8, 9, 10. Ps. 122: 1,2, 3, 6. Ps. 98 : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 1st Sunday after Easter. 
 
 Ps. 121 : 1, 2, 3, 9. Ps. 23 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 149: 1, 2, 
 and Doxology. 
 
 2d Sunday after Easter. 
 
 Ps. Ill : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 113: 1, 2, and Doxology. Ps. 89: 
 1,2,6,15. 
 
 3d Sunday after Easter. 
 
 Ps. 106 : 1, 2, 4, 5. Ps. 185 : 1, 2, 3. Ps. 102 : 25, 26, 
 27, 28. 
 
 4th Sunday after Easter. 
 Ps. 23: 1, 3, 4, 6. Ps. 42: 1, 2, 11. Ps. 18: 1,2, 3. 
 
LIST OF PSALMB FOR SUNDAYS. 
 
 143 
 
 5th Sunday after Easteb. 
 rs. 110: 5, G, 7, 8. Ps. GG: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 30: 0, 7, 8, 9. 
 
 Si'NDAY AFTER Ascension. 
 Ps. 24: 7, 8, 9, 10. Ps. 47 : 1, 5, and Gloria. Ps. 08: 
 18, 19, 20. 
 
 Whitsunday. 
 Ps. 133. Ps. 43: 3, 4, and Gloria. Ps. 122: 1, 2, 8, 6. 
 
 Trinity Sunday. 
 
 Ps. 145 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 150 : 1, 2, 0, and Doxology. Ps. 
 95: 1,2,4,6. 
 
 IsT Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 4: 6, 7, 8. Ps. 89: 4, 5, 6, 7. Ps. 71 : 12, 13, 14. 
 
 2d Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 135: 1, 2, 3. Ps. 148: 1, 2, 3, 14. Ps. 43: 3, 4, 
 and Gloria. 
 
 8d Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 19 : 7, 12, 13, 14. Ps. 1:1,2, 3, 0. Ps. 18 : 40, 49, 50. 
 
 4th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 108 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 33 : 1, 2, 3. Ps. Ill : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 5Tn Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 119: 9, 10,11, 12. Ps. 106: 1,2,4,5. Ps. 92: 1,2,3,4. 
 
 6tii Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 51: 11,12,14,15. Ps. 139: 1,2,3,23. Ps. 00: 10, 
 17, 19, 20. 
 
 7tii Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 9: 1,2, 10, 11. Ps. 105: 1,2, 3,4. Ps.l9: 1,2,3. 
 
 8th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 100. Ps. 23 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 149 : 1, 2, and Doxology. 
 
 9th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 119 : 33, 34, 35. Ps. 150 : 1, 2, 0. Ps. 145 : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 10th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 119 : 57, 58, 59. Ps. 103 : 19, 21, 22. Ps. 95 : 1, 2, 3, 4. 
 
 11th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 18: I, 2, 3. Ps. 147: 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 8: 1, 2, 3, 9. 
 
144 
 
 LIST OF PSALMS FOR SUNDAYS. 
 
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 12tii Sunday aftkr Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 97: 1, 2, 10, 11. Ps. 119: 169, 170, 171. Ph. 27: 
 7, 8, 9. 
 
 18th Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 183. Pa. 180: 1, 2, 8. Ps. 57 : 7, 8, 9, 10. 
 
 14th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 84: 1, 2, 8, 9. Ps. 65 : 1, 11, 12. Ps. 108 ; 1, 2, 8, 9. 
 
 15th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps.68: 1,2,8,4. Ps.98: 1,2,8,4. Ps.lll: 1,2,8,5. 
 
 16th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 106 : 1, 2, 4, 5. Ps. 19 : 1, 2, 8. Ps. 71 : 1, 2, 4, 9. 
 
 17th Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 118 : 20, 22, 24. Ps. 88 : 18, 19, 20. Ps. 119 : 9, 10, 
 11,12. 
 
 18th Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 113 : 1, 2, and Gloria. Ps. 62 : 7, 8, 11. Ps. 25 : 1, 2, 
 3,4. 
 
 19th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 16: 8, 9,10, 11. Ps. 41: 1,2,18. Ps. 89: 1, 2,5,15. 
 
 20th Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 145 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 186: 1,2,23, 26. Ps. 121: 1,2, 
 3,9. 
 
 21 ST Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 116 : 5, 6, 7, 8. Ps. 25 : 11, 12, 13, 14. Ps. 57 : 7, 8, 
 9,10. 
 
 22d Sunday AFTER Trinity. 
 Ps. 119 : 4, 6, 6, 7. Ps. 67 : 1, 2, 3, 4. Ps. 80 : 14, 15, 19. 
 
 23d Sunday after Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 139 : 1, 2, 3, 23. Ps. 42 : 1, 2, 11, and Gloria. Ps. 10 : 
 8, 9, 10, 11. 
 
 24th Sunday after Trinity. 
 Ps. 89: 1, 2, 5. Ps. 148 : 1, 2, 13, 14. Ps. 4 : 6, 7, 8. 
 
 25th Sunday ajter Trinity. 
 
 Ps. 106: 1, 2, 4, 5. Ps. 125 : 1, 2, 5. Ps. 150: 1, 2, 6, 
 and Doxology.