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“There shall be no night there.”

98. O THou, Whose Throne is hid from men,
By more than earthly rays,
Before Whose Face e'en seraphs shrink
And tremble as they gaze;

Here we Thy people sit forlorn
In darkness doomed to dwell,

But soon Thy bright eternal Day
That darkness shall dispel.

This Day Thou hast in store for us
This Day so fair and bright;

How faint the mid-day sun, compared
With its celestial light.

But ah! too long thou lingerest,
The long-expected Day,

For why this body's toilsome load
Must first be cast away.

But when my soul hath ta'en her flight
From earthly bonds set free,

To see Thee, love Thee, praise Thy Name,
Her endless task shall be.

O may we so, blest Three in One,
Thy present light improve,

That we hereafter may enjoy
Thy glorious beams above.

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“He spreadeth out the heavens like a curtain, and layeth the beams of His chambers in the waters, and maketh the clouds His chariot.”

99. CoME, let us praise the Name of GoD,
Who spread the lofty skies,
And to the firmament above
Uplift our wondering eyes.

Slow floating in the blue expanse
The watery clouds we view;

Whence fruitful showers, at GoD's command,
The thirsty soil bedev.

How fair a type of GoD's free grace
Which to our souls is given;

It drops into the inner man,
Like gentle dews from Heaven.

And as the faithful heart receives
The sanctifying shower,

In rapture sweet 'tis raised aloft
By GoD's Almighty power.

O happy saints, on whom are poured
Such blessings from above:

O may they show a thankful heart
And render love for love!

To GoD the FATHER, GoD the SoN,
And GoD the Holy GHosT,

All glory be from saints on earth,
And from the Angel-host.

“The day is Thine, and the night is Thine. Thou hast prepared the light and the sun.” IOO. O THou, the FATHER's Image blest Who callest forth the morning ray, O Thou eternal Light of light! And inexhaustive Fount of day !

True Sun —upon our souls arise,
Shining in beauty evermore ;

And through each sense the quickening beam
Of the eternal SPIRIT pour.

Thee too, O FATHER, we entreat,
FATHER of might and grace divine !
FATHER of glorious majesty!
Thy pitying eye on us incline.
Confirm us in each good resolve,
The Tempter's envious rage subdue ;

Turn each misfortune to our good,
Direct us right in all we do.

Rule Thou our inmost thoughts; let no
Impurity our hearts defile;

Grant us a true and fervent faith,
Grant us a spirit free from guile.

May CHRIST Himself be our true Focu,
And Faith our daily cup supply;

While, from the SPIRIT's tranquil depth,
We drink unfailing draughts of joy.

Still ever, with the peep of morn,
May saintly modesty attend;

Faith sanctify the midday hours
Upon the soul no night descend.

To GoD the FATHER glory be,
And to His sole-begotten SoN;

The same, O Holy Ghost to Thee
While everlasting ages run.

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1Ol. OUR praise Thou need'st not, but Thy love,

Our FATHER and our Friend,
Would have our prayers thus soar above,
In blessings to descend.

Thy secret judgments' depths profound
§: sings the silent night;
The day, upon his golden round
Thy pity infinite.
The soul, lost in astonishment,
Would speechless wonder fill;
But, in the ravished bosom pent,
Love cannot all be still.

Feeble and faint she fain would tell,
Of our great FATHER's love,

Tempering the ills that with us dwell,
And pledging good above.

Thither would our best thoughts aspire,
But chains on us abide:

O quicken Thou our faint desire,
And to Thy Presence guide.

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“And God made the firmament, and divided the waters which were above the firmament from the waters that were under the firmament.” “And the evening and the morning were the second day.” 1O2. LORD of immensity sublime! Who lest the waters should confound Thy world, didst them in earliest time Divide, and make the skies their bound;

Framing for some on earth below,
For others in the heavens a place:
That so the sun's attempered glow
Might not Thy beauteous works efface.

Upon our fainting souls distil
The grace of Thy celestial dew ;
Let no fresh snare to sin beguile,
No former sin revive anew.

Grant us the grace, for love of Thee,
To scorn all vanities below;
Faith to detect each falsity,
And knowledge, Thee alone to know.

FATHER of mercies' hear our cry,
Hear us, O soul-begotten SoN 1
Who, with the Holy GHosT most high
Reignest while endless ages run.

“The sufferings of this present time are not worthy to be compared with the glory which shall be revealed in us.” IO3. WHEN storms and tempests o'er us roll Our hope is in the skies; To Thee, O GoD, our anxious soul And earnest prayers arise.

Thou, FATHER, dost Thine aid afford,
Before the prayer is made,

In all our weakness, gracious LORD,
Thy strength is full displayed.

The sufferings that our souls oppress,
Thy mightier Hand shall cure;

And Thine avenging arm redress
The wrongs we now endure.

O, then, what full success shall shine
On all our labours past!

Who would not gladly weep awhile
To reap such joys at last?

To FATHER, SoN, and Holy GHoST,
One mighty God of Heaven,

All glory by the Angel host,
And saints on earth, be given.

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“The sea is His, and He made it, and His Hands prepared the dry land.”

1O4. HE speaks the word; the floods obey,
And sink into their bed;
Emerging from her liquid veil
Earth shows her new-born head.

This to His children, for their home,
The FATHER hath assigned;
One common earth contains them all,
One common love should bind.
We've no abiding city here,
But there's a Home above,
For those who live as sons of GOD,
In peace and holy love.

But they whose dark deceitful arts
Their fellow-men molest,

They shall not of my love partake,
Nor come unto Thy rest.

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