THE THIRD HOUR. 19 “7 have set GOD always before me; for He ts on my right hand, therefore I shall not fall.” 6 ORTH in Thy Name, O Lorp, I go,

My daily labour to pursue;

Thee, only Thee, resolved to know

In all I think, or speak, or do.

The task Thy wisdom hath assigned,

O let me cheerfully fulfil;

In all my works Thy Presence find,

And prove Thy good and perfect will.

Thee may I set at my right hand,

Whose eyes my inmost substance see;

And labour on at Thy command,

And offer all my works to Thee.

Give me to bear Thy easy yoke,

And every moment watch and pray;

And still to things eternal look,

And hasten to Thy glorious day.

Fain would I still for Thee employ

Whate’er Thy bounteous grace hath given,

And run my course with even joy,

And closely walk with Thee to heaven.

To FaTuER, Son, and Hoty Guost,

The Gop Whom heaven and earth adore,

From men and from the angel-host

Be praise and glory evermore. Amen.

The Thirs Hour. “ It ts but the third hour of thé day." q OME, Hory Guost, Who ever One Art with the FATHER and the Son; Come, Hoty Guost, our souls possess With Thy full flood of holiness. In word and deed, by heart and tongue, With all our powers, Thy praise be sung; May love enwtap our mortal frame, And others catch the living flame.

Almighty FATHER, hear our cry Through Jesus Curist our LorD most High, Who with the Hoty Guosr and Thee Doth live and reign eternally. Amen, Gz;