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3 Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour,

Kneeling lowly at Thy door,

Ere it close for evermore. 4 By Thy night of agony,

By Thy supplicating cry,

By Thy willingness to die ; 5 By Thy tears of bitter woe

For Jerusalem below,

Let us not Thy love forego.
6 Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place,

Lest we lose the day of grace,
Lest we never see Thy face.


Passion Week.

P. M. i no to dark Gethsemane,

U Ye that feel the tempter's power ;
Your Redeemer's conflict see,

Watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away,

Learn from Him to watch and pray,
2 See Him at the judgment-hall,

Beaten, bound, reviled, arraigned ;
Mark Him meekly bearing all !

Mark the pangs His soul sustained !
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ;
Learn of Christ to bear the Cross.

3 Calvary's mournful mountain view ;

There the Lord of glory see,
Made a sacrifice for you,

Dying on the accursed tree :
6. It is finished !” hear Him cry;

Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
4 Early to the tomb repair,

Where they laid His breathless clay;
Angels keep their vigils there ;

Who hath taken Him away?
Christ is risen ! He seeks the skies :
Saviour, teach us so to rise.

Good Friday.

P. M. 1 UAIL that Head, with sorrows bowing,

Il Crowned with thorns, with anguish flowing ; And that body, pierced and shaken, Mocked of man, of God forsaken,

Marred beyond the sons of men ; 2 By Thy death, of life the Giver,

When we suffer, O deliver !
In our sorrow and our weakness,
Thou, who didst prevail by meekness,

Think upon Thy woes again ! 3 When the hour of death is near us,

Be Thou present, Lord, to cheer us :
In that time of fear and sadness,
Tarry not, our help and gladness,

Saviour of the sons of men !

4 When our latest breath is failing,

Be Thy Spirit all-prevailing ;
When the tempter's wiles shall prove us,
Show Thy sacred sign above us,

Hold us, save us, free us then!

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Easter. 171

1 THE happy morn is come ;

I Triumphant o'er the grave,
The Saviour leaves the tomb,

Omnipotent to save :
Captivity is captive led,

For Jesus liveth, who was dead.
2 Who now accuses them

For whom their Surety died ?
Who now shall those condemn

Whom God hath justified ?
Captivity is captive led,

For Jesus liveth, who was dead.
3 Christ hath the ransom paid;

The glorious work is done :
On Him our help is laid,

By Him our victory won !
Captivity is captive led,
For Jesus liveth, who was dead.

Ascension. 172

P. M.
1 THE Lord ascendeth up on high,
| The Lord hath triumphed gloriously,

In power and might excelling !
Hell and the grave are captive led ;
Lo! He returns, our glorious Head,

To His eternal dwelling!
2 The heavens with joy receive their Lord;
By saints, by angel hosts adored ;

O day of exultation !
O earth, adore Thy glorious King !
His Rising, His Ascension sing,

With grateful adoration !
3 Our great High Priest hath gone before,
Now on His Church His grace to pour,

And still His love He giveth :
O may our hearts to Him ascend ;
May all within us upward tend

To Him who ever liveth !

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1 T ORD God, the Holy Ghost,

IJ In this accepted hour;
As on the day of Pentecost,

Descend in all Thy power.

2 We meet with one accord

In this Thy holy place,
And wait the promise of our Lord,

The Spirit of all grace.
3 Like mighty rushing wind

Upon the waves beneath,
Move with one impulse every mind;

One soul, one feeling breathe.
4 The young, the old inspire

With wisdom from above,
And give us hearts and tongues of fire,

To pray, and praise, and love.
5 Spirit of light, explore

And chase our gloom away,
With lustre shining more and more

Unto the perfect day.

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Trinity Sunday. 174 1 HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty!

II Early in the morning our song shall rise to Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty! [Thee ;

God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity 2 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the

glassy sea; Cherubim and seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be!

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