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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.

O to dark Gethsemane,

G 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

2 See Him at the judgment-hall,

pray.

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.

P. M.

3 Calvary's mournful mountain view;
There the Lord of glory see,
Made a sacrifice for you,

Dying on the accursed tree:
"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.

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HALL

AIL that Head, with sorrows bowing,
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.

HE happy morn is come;
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.

P.M.

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Ascension.

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P. M

HE 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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Whit-Sunday.

1 LORD God, the Holy Ghost,

In this accepted hour;

As on the day of Pentecost,
Descend in all Thy power.

S. M.

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,
Το 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.

Trinity Sunday.

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P. M.

JOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! 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!