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Its home, when time shall be no more,
O Father, bless, for they are Thine,
Like seed, into the ground;
And plenteous fruits abound.
Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove,
To bring forth fruits of love.
Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy,
The fruits of peace and joy.
Where'er the precious seed is sown
Thy quickening grace bestow, That all whose souls the Truth receive
Its saving power may know.
To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,
And by the heavenly host. Amen.
C. M. THERE is a book who runs may read,
Which heavenly truth imparts; And all the lore its scholars need,
Pure eyes and Christian hearts.
The works of God above, below,
Within us and around,
How God himself is found.
The glorious sky, embracing all,
Is like the Maker's love Wherewith encompassed, great and small
In peace and order move.
The moon above, the church below,
A wondrous race they run;
Each borrows of its sun.
That crowns His holy hill ;
Perform their courses still.
Thou who hast given me eyes to see
And love this sight so fair,
And read Thee everywhere. Amen.
L. M. JESU, Creator of the world!
Of all mankind Redeemer blest! True God of God, in whom we see
The Father's image clear express'd!.
Thee, Saviour, love alone constrained
To make our mortal flesh Thine own; Thou as a second Adam cam’st,
For the first Adam to atone.
That self-same love, which made the sky,
Which made the sea, and stars and earth, Took pity on our misery,
And broke the bondage of our birth.
O Jesu, in Thy breast divine
That self-same love doth ever glow; For ever mercy to mankind
Shall from that ceaseless fountain flow.
For this Thy pierced and wounded heart
Poured forth the water and the blood, To cleanse us from the stains of guilt
And reconcile the world to God.
To God the Father and the Son
All praise and power and glory be, With Thee, O Holy Comforter, Through time and through eternity.
8, 8, 6. GREAT mover of all hearts, Whose hand Doth all the secret springs command
Of human thought and will, Thou, since the world was made, dost bless Thy saints with fruits of holiness,
Their order to fulfil.
Faith, hope, and love here weave one chain,
When this short day is gone;
With all our labours done ?
We sow 'mid perils here and tears;
Which here in grief hath sown:
With heavenly glory crown. Amen.
And our confessions pour,
And hate what we deplore.
True penitence impart;
Beam hope upon the heart.
May we our wills resign,
Which is not wholly Thine.
And waft it to the skies, And teach our hearts 'tis goodness still
That grants it or denies.
All glory to the Son,
6-7, 6-7, 4-7. JESU LORD, we kneel before Thee,
Bend from heaven Thy gracious ear;