Thou, LORD, shalt save both man and beast."

LL Creation groans and travails;

A hear its groan;

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For of man and all Creation Thou alike art LORD alone. Pity then Thy guiltless creatures, Who, not less, man's sufferings share: For our sins it is they perish;

Let them profit by our prayer. Cast Thine of love and mercy eye On the misery of the land: Say to the destroying Angel,

"" Tis enough: stay now Thine hand." In our homesteads, in our valleys,

Through our pasture- lands give peace: Through the Goshen of Thine Israel Bid the grievous murrain cease. But with deeper, tenderer pity, Call to mind, O SON of GOD, Those in Thine own Image fashionea. Ransomed with Thy precious blood: Hear and grant the supplications, Like a cloud of incense, borne Up toward Thy Seat of Mercy,

From Thy people's hearts forlorn: For the widow, for the orphan,

For the helpless, hopeless poor: Helpless, hopeless, if Thou spare not Of their basket and their store. So- while these her earnest accents Day by day Thy Church repeats ,­That our sheep may bring forth thousands And ten thousands in our streets; That our oxen, strong to labour, May not know nor fear decay: That there be no more complaining, And the plague have passed away. And, at last, to all Thy servants,

When earth's troubles shall be o'er, Threefold Godhead, give a portion

With Thyself for everinore. Amen.