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RUSSIAN HYMN. 11, 10, 9.

Alexis Theodore Lwoft. (1799-) 1830.

1. GOD, the All-Ter-ri-ble, Thou who ordainest Thunder Thy clarion, and lightning Thy sword;

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Show forth Thy pity on high where Thou reignest; Give to us peace in our time, O Lord.

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1. FROM foes that would the land de- vour; From guilty pride, and lust

of power;

From wild se di- tion's law less hour; From yoke of

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Prayer for Protection.

z From blinded zeal, by faction led; From giddy change, by fancy bred; From poisoned error's serpent head, Good Lord, preserve us free.

3 Defend, O God, with guardian hand, The laws and rulers of our land,

And grant Thy churches grace to stand
In faith and unity.

4 Thy Spirit's help of Thee we crave,
That Thy Messiah, sent to save,
Returning to the world, might have
A people serving Thee.

Bp. Reginald Heber. (1783-1826.) 1827. alt.

AMERICA. 6, 4.

John Bull? (1563-1628.) 1605. Henry Carey. (1693-1743.)

1. My country 't is of thee, Sweet land of li ber-ty, Of thee I sing; Land where my

fathers died, Land of the pilgrim's pride, From every mountain side Let

freedom ring.

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2 My native country, thee,
Land of the noble, free,
Thy name I love;

I love thy rocks and rills,
Thy woods and templed hills;
My heart with rapture thrills
Like that above.

3 Let music swell the breeze,
And ring from all the trees
Sweet freedom's song:
Let mortal tongues awake,
Let all that breathe partake,
Let rocks their silence break,
The sound prolong.

4 Our fathers' God, to Thee,
Author of liberty,

To Thee we sing:
Long may our land be bright
With freedom's holy light;
Protect us by Thy might,
Great God, our King.

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2 For her our prayer shall rise
To God, above the skies;
On Him we wait;
Thou who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,

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God save the State.

Rev. John Sullivan Dwight. (1812-) 1844

Thanksgiving for Harvest.

I THE God of harvest praise,
In loud thanksgivings, raise
Hand, heart, and voice;
The valleys laugh and sing,
Forests and mountains ring,
The plains their tribute bring,
The streams rejoice.

2 Yea, bless His holy name,
And joyous thanks proclaim
Through all the earth;
To glory in your lot
Is comely; but be not
God's benefits forgot

Amidst your mirth.

The God of harvest praise;
Hands, hearts, and voices raise

With one accord;

From field to garner throng,
Bearing your sheaves along,
And in your harvest song

Bless ye the Lord.

James Montgomery. (1771-1854.) 1822. ab. and alt,

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2 And happy was the bride,

And glad the bridegroom's heart, For He who tarried at their side Bade grief and ill depart.

3 His gracious power divine

The water vessels knew;

And plenteous was the mystic wine
The wondering servants drew.

4 O Lord of life and love,

Come Thou again to-day;
And bring a blessing from above
That ne'er shall pass away.

5 O bless, as erst of old,

The bridegroom and the bride;

Bless with the holier stream that flowed

Forth from Thy piercéd side.

6 Before Thine altar-throne

This mercy we implore;

As Thou dost knit them, Lord, in one, So bless them evermore.

Rev. Sir Henry Williams Baker. (1821-) 1861.

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13 Thus when on Aaron's head

They poured the rich perfume,

The oil through all his raiment spread,

And pleasure filled the room.

4 Thus on the heavenly hills

The saints are blest above;

Where joy, like morning dew, distils, And all the air is love.

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Rev. Isaac Watts. (1674-1748.) 1719

The Lord's Prayer.

1 OUR heavenly Father, hear
The prayer we offer now:

Thy name be hallowed far and near;
To Thee all nations bow.

2 Thy kingdom come; Thy will
On earth be done in love,
As saints and seraphim fulfil
Thy perfect law above.

3 Our daily bread supply,
While by Thy word we live;
The guilt of our iniquity
Forgive, as we forgive.

4 From dark temptation's power,
From Satan's wiles defend;
Deliver in the evil hour,
And guide us to the end.

5 Thine then forever be

Glory and power divine;

The sceptre, throne, and majesty
Of heaven and earth are Thine.

James Montgomery. (1771-1854.) 1825. ab

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2 Here let Thy peace, O Saviour, rest;
Here let Thy love abide;

Make us a blessing, make us blest,
In all that may betide.

3 Keep storm, and fire, and sickness hence,

And danger and alarm;

Nor let the son of violence

Approach to do us harm.

4 Let our petitions when we meet,
And every secret prayer,
Come up before Thy mercy-seat,
And find acceptance there.

5 Teach us, in life, with faith and love
To do our Lord's commands;
And give us, in Thy time, above,
A house not made with hands.
Rev. John Mason Neale. (1818-1866.) 1844. ab.

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14 O spread Thy covering wings around, Till all our wanderings cease,

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Rev. Philip Doddridge. (1702-1751.) 1737. Michael Bruce. (1746-1767.) 1781 alt.

Christ's Presence in the House.

I DEAR Friend, whose presence in the house,
Whose gracious word benign,

Could once at Cana's wedding feast
Turn water into wine:

2 Come visit us, and when dull work
Grows weary, line on line,
Revive our souls, and make us see
Life's water glow as wine.

3 Gay mirth shall deepen into joy,
Earth's hopes shall grow divine,
When Jesus visits us, to turn
Life's water into wine.

4 The social talk, the evening fire,
The homely household shrine,
Shall glow with angels' visits when
The Lord pours out the wine.

5 For when self-seeking turns to love,
Which knows not mine and thine,
The miracle again is wrought,
And water changed to wine.

Rev. James Freeman Clarke. (1810-) 1856.

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I SHEPHERD of Israel, from above

Thy feeble flock behold;

And never let us lose Thy love,

Nor wander from Thy fold.

2 Thou wilt not cast Thy lambs away;
Thy hand is ever near,
To guide them lest they go astray,
And keep them safe from fear.

3 Thy tender care supports the weak,
And will not let them fall;
Then teach us, Lord, Thy praise to speak,"
And on Thy name to call.

4 We want Thy help, for we are frail;
Thy light, for we are blind;
Let grace o'er all our doubts prevail,
To prove that Thou art kind.

15 Guide us through life; and when at last We enter into rest,

Thy tender arms around us cast,

And fold us to Thy breast.

Rev. William Hiley Bathurst. (1796-) 1831. ab.

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Christ a Pattern for Children.
Luke ii. 40.

1 BY cool Siloam's shady rill
How sweet the lily grows!

How sweet the breath beneath the hill
Of Sharon's dewy rose!

2 Lo, such the child whose early feet
The paths of peace have trod;
Whose secret heart, with influence sweet,
Is upward drawn to God.

3 By cool Siloam's shady rill
The lily must decay;

The rose that blooms beneath the hill
Must shortly fade away.

4 And soon, too soon, the wintry hour
Of man's maturer age

Will shake the soul with sorrow's power,
And stormy passion's rage.

5 O Thou, whose infant feet were found
Within Thy Father's shrine,
Whose years, with changeless virtue crowned,
Were all alike divine;

6 Dependent on Thy bounteous breath,
We seek Thy grace alone,

In childhood, manhood, age, and death,
To keep us still Thine own.

Bp. Reginald Heber. (1783-1826.) 1812.

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