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3 O God, made manifest in flesh,
We render thanks to Thee;

O great Physician, Thou hast cleansed
A world from leprosy.

4 The Gentile Captain comes in faith;
Thou blessest his appeal;

Far off as Man, but near as God,
Thou dost his servant heal.

5 Fever and plague serve in Thy camp,
They are Thy soldiers, Lord,

And when to Health Thou sayest, "Come,"
It cometh at Thy word.

6 Stretch forth Thy hand, and heal us, Lord,
In body and in soul;

From sickness and from taint of sin

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Cleanse us, and make us whole.

C. Wordsworth.

"If Thou wilt, Thou canst make me clean.”

IOS.

LORD of health and life, what tongue can tell
How at Thy word were loosed the bands of hell;
How Thy pure touch removed the leprous stain,
And the polluted flesh grew clean again?

2 O! wash our hearts, restore the contrite soul,
Stretch forth Thy healing hand, and make us whole;
O! bend our stubborn knees to kneel to Thee ;
Speak but the word, and we once more are free.
3 Yea, Lord, we claim the promise of Thy love,
Thy love, which can all guilt, all pain remove;
Nigh to our souls Thy great salvation bring,
Then sickness hath no pang, and death no sting.
4 We hard this pledge in all Thy deeds of grace;
As once disease and sorrow fled Thy face,
So, when that face again unveiled we see,
Sickness and tears and death no more shall be.

5 Then grant us strength to pray "Thy kingdom come," When we shall know Thee in Thy Father's home,

And at Thy great Epiphany adore

The co-eternal Godhead evermore.

Greville Phillimore.

"He that believeth in Me, though he were dead, yet shall he live."

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C. M.

FOR a thousand tongues to sing
My great Redeemer's praise !
The glories of my God and King,
The triumphs of His grace!

2 My gracious Master, and my God,
Assist me to proclaim,

To spread through all the earth abroad
The honors of Thy Name.

3 Jesus! the Name that charms our fears,
That bids our sorrows cease;

'Tis music in the sinner's ears,
'Tis life, and health, and peace.

4 He breaks the power of cancelled sin,
He sets the prisoner free;

His blood can make the foulest clean,
His blood availed for me.

5 He speaks, and listening to His voice,
New life the dead receive;
The mournful, broken hearts rejoice;
The humble poor believe.

6 Look unto Him, ye nations; own

Your God, ye fallen race:

Look, and be saved through faith alone,

Be justified by grace.

Charles Wesley.

"The Lord is my rock, and my fortress, and my deliverer."

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L. M. 6 lines.

HOU hidden Source of calm repose!

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Thou all-sufficient Love divine!

My help and refuge from my foes,

Secure I am, for Thou art mine.

Thou art my fortress, strength, and tower,
My trust and portion evermore.

2 Jesus, my All in all Thou art,

My rest in toil, my ease in pain;
The medicine of my broken heart ;
In storms my peace; in loss, my gain;
My strength beneath the tyrant's frown;
In shame my glory and my crown.

3 In want, my plentiful supply;
In weakness, my almighty power;
In bonds, my perfect liberty;

My refuge in temptation's hour;
My comfort 'midst all grief and thrall;
My life in death, my All in all.

Charles Wesley.

"Look mercifully upon our weakness, and stretch forth the right hand of Thy majesty for our protection and help."

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L. M. 6 lines.

ORTH from the dark and stormy sky,
Lord! to Thy altar's shade we fly;
Forth from the world, its hope and fear,
Saviour! we seek Thy shelter here:
Weary and weak, Thy grace we pray;
Turn not, O Lord! Thy guests away.

2 Long have we roamed in want and pain;
Long have we sought Thy rest in vain ;
Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost,
Long have our souls been tempest-tost:
Low at Thy feet our sins we lay,
Turn not, O Lord! Thy guests away.

Reginald Heber.

"I will also give Thee for a light to the Gentiles, that Thou my salvation unto the end of the earth."

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FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER THE EPIPHANY.

"Then he arose and rebuked the wind and the sea: and there was a great calm."

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S. M.

IERCE raged the storm of wind,
The surging waves ran high,

Failed Thy disciples' hearts with fear,
Though Thou, their Lord, wast nigh.

2 But at the stern rebuke

Of Thy Almighty word,

The wind was hushed, the billows ceased,
And owned Thee God and Lord.

3 So, now, when depths of sin
Our souls with terror fill,
Arise, and be our helper, Lord,
And speak Thy "Peace, be still."
4 When death's dark sea we cross,
Be with us in Thy power,
Nor let the water-floods prevail
In that dread trial hour.

5 And, when amid the signs,

Which speak Thine Advent near,
The roaring of the sea and waves
Fills faithless hearts with fear;

6 May we all undismayed

Thy raging tempest see,

Lift up our heads and hail with joy
Thy great Epiphany.

7 All praise to Thee, of old

By sign and wonder known;

All praise to Thee, to be revealed
Upon the judgment throne.

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"Lord, save us: we perish."

8s, 85, 85, 35.

Hyde W. Beadon.

IERCE raged the tempest o'er the deep,
Watch did Thine anxious servants keep,

But Thou wast wrapt in guileless sleep,

Calm and still.

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2 "Save, Lord, we perish,"-was their cry,
"O save us in our agony !

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Thy word above the storm rose high,
"Peace, be still."

3 The wild winds hushed; the angry deep
Sank, like a little child, to sleep;
The sullen billows cease to leap
At Thy will.

4 So, when our life is clouded o'er,
And storm-winds drift us from the shore,
Say (lest we sink to rise no more)

"Peace, be still."

Godfrey Thring.

"Why are ye fearful, O ye of little faith?"

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12S & IIS.

HILE Thou, O my God, art my Help and Defender,
No cares can o'erwhelm me, no terrors appall;
The wiles and the snares of this world will but render
More lively my hope in my God and my All.

2 Yes; Thou art my Refuge in sorrow and danger;
My Strength, when I suffer; my hope when I fall;
My comfort and joy in this land of the stranger;
My Treasure, my Glory, my God and my All.

3 To Thee, dearest Lord, will I turn without ceasing;
Though grief may oppress me, or sorrow befall;
And love Thee, till death, my blest spirit releasing,
Secures to me Jesus, my God and my All.

4 And when Thou demandest the life Thou hast given,
With joy will I answer Thy merciful call;
And quit Thee on earth, but to find Thee in heaven,
My portion forever, my God and my All.

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W. Young.

"The powers that be are ordained of God."

SH

C. M.

HINE on our land, Jehovah, shine,
With beams of heavenly grace!

Reveal Thy power through all our coasts,
And show Thy smiling face.

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