164.

AI LL hail the power of Jesu's Name !

Ye Angels, prostrate fall : Bring forth the royal diadem,

And crown Him Lord of all.

Crown Him, ye Martyrs of our God,

Who from His altar call: Of Jesse's stem extol the rod,

And crown Him Lord of all.

Ye chosen seed of Israel's race,

A remnant weak and small,
Hail Him who saves you by His grace,
And crown Him Lord of all.

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165.

sure,

TELP us, O Lord, Thy yoke to wear,

Delighting in Thy perfect will ;
Each other's burdens learn to bear,

And thus Thy law of love fulfil.
He that hath pity on the poor

Lendeth his substance to the Lord;
And lo! his
recompense

is
For more than this shall be restored.
Teach us, with glad, ungrudging heart,

As Thou hast bless'd our various store,
From our abundance to impart

A liberal portion to the poor.
To Thee our all devoted be,

In whom we breathe, and move, and live ;
Freely we have received of Thee,

Freely may we rejoice to give.

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166. FOUNTAIN of good! to own Thy love

;
What can we render, Lord, to Thee,

When all the worlds are Thine ?
But Thou hast needy brethren here,

Partakers of Thy grace;
Whose humble name Thou wilt confess

Before Thy Father's face.
In them Thou may'st be clothed and fed,

And visited and cheer'd ;
And in their accents of distress

Thy pleading voice is heard.
Thy face, with reverence and with love,

We in Thy poor would see;
For while we minister to them,

We do it, Lord, to Thee.