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JOSEPH BARNBY

1. Lord, dis- miss us with thy bless - ing, Fill our hearts with joy and peace;

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each, thy love pos sess - ing, Triumph in re-deem-ing grace;

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1. May the grace of Christ our Sav - iour, And the Father's boundless love,

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With the Holy Spirit's fa - vor, Rest up-on us from a bove. A - MEN.

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2 New mercies, each returning day, Hover around us while we pray; New perils past, new sins forgiven,

4 The trivial round, the common task, Will furnish all we ought to ask,Room to deny ourselves, a road

New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. To bring us daily nearer God.

3 If on our daily course our mind

Be set to hallow all we find,

New treasures still of countless price

God will provide for sacrifice.

5 Only, O Lord, in thy dear love
Fit us for perfect rest above;
And help us this and every day
To live more nearly as we pray.

JOHN KEBLE

43 CONSOLATION

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Arr. from FELIX MENDELSSOHN-BARTHOLDY

1. Still, still with Thee, when purple morn - ing break - eth, When the bird wak - eth,

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3 As in the dawning o'er the waveless ocean,
The image of the morning-star doth rest,
So in this stillness, thou beholdest only
Thine image in the waters of my breast.

4 Still, still with thee! As to each newborn morning
A fresh and solemn splendor still is given,
So does this blessèd consciousness, awaking,
Breathe each day nearness unto thee and heaven.

5 When sinks the soul, subdued by toil, to slumber,
Its closing eyes look up to thee in prayer;
Sweet the repose beneath thy wings o'ershading,
But sweeter still, to wake and find thee there.

6 So shall it be at last, in that bright morning,
When the soul waketh, and life's shadows flee;
O in that hour, fairer than daylight dawning,
Shall rise the glorious thought - I am with thee.

HARRIET B. STOWE

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