272 ALMSGIVING.

O 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; When dreams or mists beguile our sight, Turn Thou our darkness into light.

O Life, the well that ever flows

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,

O Jesu, born mankind to save,

Give Thou Thy peace in deadliest strife, Shed Thou Thy calm on stormiest wave; Be Thou our hope, our joy, our dread, Lorp of the living and the dead. Amen.

Almsgibing. “ Frecly ye have received, freely give.’

370 O LORD of heaven, and earth, and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be; How shall we show our love to Thee, Who givest all?

The golden suashine, vernal air,

Sweet flowers and fruit, Thy love declare;

When harvests ripen, Thou art there, Who givest Jl.

For peaceful homes, and healthful days,

For all the blessings earth displays,

We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, Who givest all.

For souls redeemed, for sins forgiven,

For means of grace and hopes of heaven,

What can to Thee, O Lorn, be given, Who givest all?