ORDINATION AND QUIET DAYS.
And wheresoe'er their footsteps move,
That hope makes sweet the air; And all the path is paved with love, And canopied with prayer.
Christ in the fondly- loved" behind," Christ in the bright" before"
Oh, blest are they who go with Him 597 COME ye yourselves apart and
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Christ is their fair unfading Light, Christ is their shield and sword, Christ is their Keeper, day and night, And Christ their rich reward.
Weary, I know it, of the press and Wipe from your brow the sweat and dust of toil, ( strong. And in My quiet strength again be
Amen.
Come ye aside from all the world holds dear, [ never known, For converse which the world has Alone with Me and with My Father here, [ alone.
Ordination and Quict Days. 595 COME, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire,
And lighten with celestial fire. Thou the anointing Spirit art, Who dost Thy sevenfold gifts impart. Thy blessèd unction from above Is comfort, life, and fire of love. Enable with perpetual light The dulness of our blinded sight. Anoint and cheer our soilèd 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. Amen.
Then, when our work is finish'd here,
In humble hope our charge resign! When the Chief Shepherd shall appear,
O God, may they and we be Thine. Amen.
Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand, The angels of the churches be. Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above,
To bear Thy people on our heart, And love the souls whom Thou dost love
To watch and pray, and never faint, By day and night strict guard to keep;
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 143
With Me and with My Father not
Come, tell Me all that ye have said and done, [ and fears. Your victories and failures, hopes know how hardly souls are wooed and won: [ with tears.
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My choicest wreaths are always wet
Come ye and rest: the journey is too great, ( sink:
And ye will faint beside the way and The bread of lite is here for you to eat, And here for you the wine of love to drink.
596 POUR out Thy Spirit from on 598 WITH weary feet and sadden'd
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high, Lord, Thine assembled servants Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with right
eousness.
Within Thy temple when we stand To teach the truth, as taught by Thee,
Then, fresh from converse with your Lord, return [ even:
And work till daylight softens into The brief hours are not lost in which ye learn
More of your Master and His rest in heaven. Amen.
heart, And come, O dearest Lord, apart From toil and care we flee,
To rest awhile with Thee.
The courts of heaven were lost to view,
But here the veil is rent in two; The world had come between; We see the things unseen.
Our sins, in Thy pure light descried, Stand out in dread array; But here in love's absolving tide Their guilt is wash'd away.
With strife of tongues distraught and
worn
Our troublous way we trod; But cast ourselves, this holy morn, Into the peace of God.
And oh! what depth of joy, as thus We bend the trembling knee, To know that Thou art one with us, And we are one with Thee. Amen.