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SUNDAYS AFTER

Angels to beckon me

Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

Then, all my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of the stony rock Bethel I'll raíse; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee.

TRINITY: HOLINESS.

More meet for Thy kingdom, O Lord, would I be,

More fruitful, more holy; more, Saviour, like Thee. Amen.

Till in my Father's houss Perfectly bles

After my journeyings Safe and at rest, All my delight shall be Ever, my God, with Thee, Ever with Thee. Amen.

835 THOU hidden love of God, whose height,

Whose depth unfathom'd no man knows:

I see from far Thy beauteous light, Inly I sigh for Thy repose: My heart is pain'd, nor can it be Af rest till it find rest in Thee.

3370 LIGHT, whose beams illu

mine all

From twilight dawn to perfect day, Shine Thou before the shadows fall

That lead our wandering feet astray: At morn and eve Thy radiance pour, That youth may love, and age adore. 0 Way, through whom our souls draw near

To yon eternal home of peace, Where perfect love shall cast out fear, And earth's vain toil and wandering cease;

In strength or weakness may we see Our heavenward path, 0 Lord, through Thee.

0 Truth, before whose shrine we bow, Thou priceless pearl for all who seek, To Thee our earliest strength we vow, Thy love will bless the pure and meek; [ sight,

Is there a thing beneath the sun

When dreams or mists beguile our

That strives with Thee my heart to Turn Thou our darkness into light. share?

Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone, Life, the well that ever flows

The Lord of every motion there. Then shall my heart from earth be

To slake the thirst of those that faint, Thy, power to bless what seraph

knows?

Thy joy supreme what words can paint?

In earth's last hour of fleeting breath Be Thou our Conqueror over death. O Light, O Way, O Truth, O Life, 0 Jesus, born mankind to save, Give Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife, [ wave;

free,

When it hath found repose in Thee. Oh hide this self from me, that I

No more, but Christ in me, may live; My vile affections crucify,

Nor let one darling lust survive; In all things nothing may I see, @ Nothing desire, or seek, but Thee. Each moment draw from earth away My heart, that lowly waits Thy call; Speak to my inmost soul, and say,

I am thy love, thy God, thy all: To feel Thy power, to hear Thy voice, To taste Thy love, be all my choice. Amen. 336 MORE holiness give me, more strivings within;

More patience in suff ring, more sorrow for sin;[ of His care: More faith in my Saviour, more sense More joy in His service, more purpose

in prayer.

More gratitude give me, more trust in the Lord; [ His word; More zeal for His glory, more hope in More tears for His sorrows, more pain at His grief; [ for relief. More meekness in trial, more praise More purity give me, more strength

to o'ercome;

More freedom from earth- stains, more longings for home; 81

Shed Thou Thy calm on stormiest Be Thou our Hope, our Joy, our Dread,

Lord of the living and the dead.

Amen.

338 THE dove let loose in eastern

skies,

Returning fondly home,[ flies Ne'er stoops to earth her wing, nor Where idler warblers roam:

But high she shoots through air and Where nothing earthly bounds her Above each low delay,

( light

flight,

Nor shadow dims her way.

So grant me, God, from earthly care, From pride and passion free, Aloft through faith and love's pure To hold my course to Thee.[ air No lure to tempt, no art to stay My soul as home she springs; Thy sunshine on her joyful way, Thy freedom on her wings. Amen