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268 AZMON C. M.
(J=84) O Thou, Whose own vast tem-ple stands, Built O - ver earth and sea,
2 Lord, from Thine inmost glory send, Within these walls to abide,
Accept the walls that human hands Have raised to wor-ship Thee. A-men.
The peace that dwelleth without end
3 May erring minds, that worship here, Be taught the better way;
269 HOLY TRINITY C. M.
Arr. fr. CARL G. GLASER by LOWELL MASON
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
While, round these hallowed walls, the storm
(J=84) Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell ob scure,
And let love's treasures still be spent, Like His, up - on
In this wide world of ill,
2 Like Him through scenes of deep distress, 3 For Thou hast placed us side by side,
And, that Thy followers may be tried,
270 SCHUMANN S. M.
54 2 4
4 Mean are all offerings we can make,
They lose not their reward. Amen.
(J=88) We give Thee but Thine own, What-e'er the gift may
that we have is Thine alone,
2 May we Thy bounties thus
3 Oh, hearts are bruised and dead,
Arr. fr. ROBERT SCHUMANN
6 And we believe Thy word,
Though dim our faith may be;
WILLIAM W. How
2 Homage of each humble heart,
All that childlike love can render
purpose high, Clasp-ed hands, up lifted eye;
o- ra- tion, To the God of
ferings of praise and pray'r;
On His al-tar laid, we leave them: Christ, present them! God receive them! A-men.
- va- tion;
3 To the Father, and the Son,
On Thine altar laid, we leave them:
273 BOYLSTON S. M.
(J=104) Blest be the tie
that binds Our hearts in
The fel-low-ship of kin-dred minds Is like to that a
4 When we asunder part,
274 HANFORD 18.104.22.168
(May be sung to Dennis, No. 410)
2 Before our Father's throne
We pour our ardent prayers;
3 We share our mutual woes,
Our mutual burdens bear; And often for each other flows The sympathizing tear.
(J=92) Fa-ther of all, from land and sea
Count-less in num- ber, but in Thee, May
But we shall still be joined in heart,
5 This glorious hope revives
: -2: A-men.
6 From sorrow, toil, and pain,
ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN
The nations sing, "Thine, Lord, are we;