13.

CHRIST, whose glory fills the skies,
Christ, the true, the only Light,
Sun of righteousness, arise,

Triumph o'er the shades of night;
Dayspring from on high, be near,
Daystar, in my heart appear.

Dark and cheerless is the morn

Unaccompanied by Thee;

Joyless is the day's return,

Till Thy mercy's beams I see, Till they inward light impart,

Glad my eyes, and warm my heart.

Visit then this soul of mine;

Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; Fill me, Radiancy divine;

Scatter all my unbelief;

More and more Thyself display,
Shining to the perfect day.

CHARLES WESLEY, 1740.

14.

LORD, Thy children guide and keep,
As with feeble steps they press
On the pathway rough and steep
Through this weary wilderness.
Holy Jesu, day by day

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are stony paths to tread;
Give the strength we sorely lack:
There are tangled paths to thread;
Light us, lest we miss the track.
Holy Jesu, day by day

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are sandy wastes that lie

Cold and sunless, vast and drear, Where the feeble faint and die; Grant us grace to persevere. Holy Jesu, day by day

Lead us in the narrow way.

There are soft and flowery glades,
Decked with golden-fruited trees;
Sunny slopes, and scented shades;
Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease.
Holy Jesu, day by day

Lead us in the narrow way.

Upward still to purer heights,
Onward yet to scenes more blest,
Calmer regions, clearer lights,
Till we reach the promised rest.
Holy Jesu, day by day

Lead us in the narrow way.

BISHOP WALSHAM HOW, 1854.

15.

NOW the morn new light is pouring:
Lord, may we our spirits raise,
Through Thy grace our souls restoring;
So, on Thy great day of days,
We with joy its dawn may meet
Fearless at Thy judgment-seat.

Jesu, Thou our steps be guiding
By Thy word's celestial light,
Now and evermore abiding

Our defence, our rock of might.
Nowhere, save alone in Thee,
Can we rest from danger free.

Lo! we yield to Thy direction

Soul and body, heart and mind; Keep Thou all by Thy protection,

To Thy mighty hand resigned.
Thee our glorious God we own;
Let us, Lord, be Thine alone.

H. J. BUCKOLL, 1842, from the German of
H. ALBERTI, 1643.