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Enough, that blessings undeserved
Have marked my erring track;
That, wheresoe'er my feet have swerved,
Thy chastening turned me back;
That more and more a providence
Of love is understood,

Making the springs of time and sense
Sweet with eternal good;

That death seems but a covered way

Which opens into light,

Wherein no blinded child can stray

Beyond the Father's sight.

No longer forward or behind

I look, in hope or fear,
But grateful take the good I find,
God's blessing, now and here.

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CONISTON. C.M.

Sir JOSEPH Barnby.

Ob 2 2564

A ·

MEN.

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O THOU, in all thy might so far,

In all thy love so near,

Beyond the range of sun and star,
And yet beside me here:

What heart can comprehend thy name,
Or, searching, find thee out,
Who art within, a quickening Flame,

A Presence round about?

Yet though I know thee but in part,
I ask not, Lord, for more:
Enough for me to know thou art,

To love thee and adore!

Oh, sweeter than all else besides,

The tender mystery
That like a veil of shadow hides
The Light I may not see!

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THERE is a book, who runs may read,

Which heavenly truth imparts, And all the lore its scholars need,

Pure eyes and Christian hearts. The works of God, above, below, Within us and around, Are pages in that book, to show How God himself is found. The glorious sky, embracing all, Is like the Maker's love, Wherewith encompassed, great and small

In peace and order move.

Two worlds are ours: 't is only sin
Forbids us to descry

The mystic heaven and earth within,
Plain as the sea and sky.

Thou who hast given us eyes to see

And love this sight so fair, Give us a heart to find out thee,

And read thee everywhere. AMEN.

john Keble

SURSUM CORDA. C.M.

HÄNDEL.

64 564

A - MEN.

136.

"O Lord, how manifold are thy works; in wisdom hast thou made them all."

I SING the almighty power of God,

That made the mountains rise;
That spread the flowing seas abroad,
And built the lofty skies.

I sing the wisdom that ordained
The sun to rule the day;

The moon shines full at his command,
And all the stars obey.

I sing the goodness of the Lord,

That filled the earth with food;
He formed the creatures with his word,
And then pronounced them good.

Lord, how thy wonders are displayed,
Where'er I turn my eye, -
If I survey the ground I tread,

Or gaze upon the sky.

There's not a plant or flower below

But makes thy glories known; And clouds arise and tempests blow

By order from thy throne.

His hand is my perpetual guard,
He keeps me with his eye:
How should I then forget the Lord,
Who is for ever nigh?

Isaac Watts.

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COME, Holy Spirit, come,
And deign to dwell with me;
Come, make my heart thy home,
And bid all darkness flee.

Come, sacred Guest, oh, quickly come,
And make my heart thy lasting home.

Exert thy mighty power,
And banish all my sin;
In this auspicious hour,
Bring all thy graces in.

Come, strong Deliverer, quickly come,
And make my heart thy lasting home.

Rule thou in every thought

And passion of my soul,

Till all my powers are brought
Beneath thy full control.

Come, peaceful Conqueror, quickly come,
And make my heart thy lasting home.

Then shall my days be thine,

And all my heart be love;

And joy and peace be mine,

Such as are known above;

Come, Holy Spirit, quickly come,

And make my heart thy lasting home. AMEN.

Andrew Reed. 1842.

Whitsunday.

COME deck our feast to-day,

With flowers and wreaths of May:
The Spirit of all grace

Makes earth his dwelling-place.

Come with white souls your Lord to meet, And bring an offering pure and sweet.

And oh, thou trackless wind,
Breathe quickening o'er our mind;
O sunshine of pure Love,

Thy glow within us move;

Thy life our waiting souls inspire:
Touch heart and tongue with living fire!

O Spirit, stir our will
Its high aims to fulfil:
Deep in our spirits dwell,
And in their inmost cell

Make thou thy temple and thy home!

Be with us when we go or come! AMEN.

B. Schmolke.

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