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Almighty God, to Thee

Be endless honour done,
The sacred Persons Three,

The power and Godhead one:
Where reason fails with all her powers,

There faith prevails, and love adores.
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1 To God be glory, peace on earth,

I Good-will to mortals shewn !
We praise, we bless, we glorify,

We worship Thee alone.
2 We thank Thee for Thy glorious grace,

That fills our souls with light;
Lord God! the King of heaven, the God

And Father of all might !
3 And Thou, beloved Son of God,

That tak'st our sins away,
Have mercy, Saviour of mankind,

And hear us when we pray !
4 Thou, with the Holy Ghost, () Christ,

Whom heaven and earth adore,
High in the Father's glory art

Exalted evermore.

C. M.

SAINTS' DAYS.
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1 THE Son of God goes forth to war,

1 A kingly crown to gain ;
His blood-red banner streams afar!

Who follows in His train ?

2 Who best can drink His cup of woe,

Triumphant over pain,
Who patient bears His cross below,

He follows in His train !
3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye

Could pierce beyond the grave;
Who saw his Master in the sky,

And called on Him to save.
4 A glorious band, the chosen few

On whom the Spirit came ;
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,

And mocked the cross and flame. 5 A noble army—men and boys,

The matron and the maid,
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice,

In robes of light arrayed.
6 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven,

Through peril, toil, and pain :
O God! to us may grace be given
To follow in their train !

c. M. 1 LOW bright these glorious spirits shine !

II Whence all their white array ?
How came they to the blissful seats

Of everlasting day ?
2 Lo! these are they, from sufferings great,

Who came to realms of light,
And in the blood of Christ have washed

Those robes which shine so bright.

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3 Now with triumphal palms they stand

Before the throne on high,
And serve the God they love, amid

The glories of the sky.
4 The Lamb that dwells amidst the throne,

Shall o'er them still preside,
Feed them with nourishment divine,

And all their footsteps guide.
5 Mid pastures green He'll lead His flock,

Where living streams appear;
And God the Lord from every eye

Shall wipe off every tear.

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1 TOR all Thy saints, O Lord,

I Who strove in Thee to live,
Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored,

Our grateful hymn receive.
2 For all Thy saints, O Lord,

Accept our thankful cry,
Who counted Thee their great reward,

And strove in Thee to die.
3 They all, in life and death,

With Thee their Lord in view,
Learned from Thy Holy Spirit's breath

To suffer and to do.
4 For this Thy Name we bless,

And humbly beg that we
May follow them in holiness,

And live and die in Thee.

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EMBER WEEK.

L. M. 1 DOUR out Thy Spirit from on high,

I Lord, Thine appointed servants bless :
Graces and gifts to each supply,

And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart,

Firmness with meekness from above,
To bear Thy people on their heart,

And love the souls whom Thou dost love: 3 To watch, and pray, and never faint,

By day and night strict guard to keep,
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,

Protect Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 4 Then, when their work is finished here,

Let them in hope their charge resign ; • When the Chief Shepherd shall appear,

O God, may they and we be Thine !

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1 TN token that thou shalt not fear

1 Christ crucified to own,
We print the Cross upon thee here,

And stamp thee His alone.
2 In token that thou shalt not blush

To glory in His Name,
We blazon here upon thy front

His glory and His shame.

3 In token that thou shalt not flinch

Christ's conflict to maintain,
But ’neath His banner manfully

Firm at thy post remain :
4 In token that thou too shalt tread

The path He travelled by,
Endure the cross, despise the shame,

And sit with Him on high :
5 Thus outwardly and visibly,

We seal thee for His own;
And may the brow that wears His cross

Hereafter share His crown!

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HOLY COMMUNION.

L. M 1 MY God, and is Thy table spread,

M And doth Thy cup with love o'erflow?
Thither be all Thy children led,

And let them all Thy sweetness know.
2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,

Communion of His flesh and blood !
Thrice-happy he, who here partakes

That sacred stream, that heavenly food.
3 O let Thy table honoured be,

And furnished well with joyful guests!
May every soul salvation see,

Who here its sacred pledges tastes !

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