We know no dawn but thine,
Send forth thy beams divine,
On our dark souls to shine,
And make us blest!

4 Come, all the faithful bless;
Let all who Christ confess
His praise employ:

Give virtue's rich reward;
Victorious death accord,

And, with our glorious Lord,
Eternal joy!

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Robert II., King of France. Tr. by R. Palmer.

For the Spirit's energy.

COME

1OME, Holy Spirit, come,
With energy divine,

S. M.

And on this poor benighted soul
With beams of mercy shine.

2 From the celestial hills
Light, life, and joy dispense;
And may I daily, hourly, feel
Thy quickening influence.
3 O melt this frozen heart,
This stubborn will subdue;
Each evil passion overcome,
And form me all anew.

4 The profit will be mine,

But thine shall be the praise; Cheerful to thee will I devote The remnant of my days.

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LOR

ORD God, the Holy Ghost!
In this accepted hour,

As on the day of Pentecost,
Descend in all thy power.

2 We meet with one accord
In our appointed place,
And wait the promise of our Lord,-
The Spirit of all grace.

3 Like mighty rushing wind
Upon the waves beneath,

Move with one impulse every mind;
One soul, one feeling breathe.

4 The young, the old, inspire
With wisdom from above;

And give us hearts and tongues of fire, To pray, and praise, and love.

5 Spirit of light! explore,
And chase our gloom away,

With luster shining more and more,
Unto the perfect day.

James Montgomery.

LEST Comforter divine,

BLES

Let rays of heavenly love

S. M.

Amid our gloom and darkness shine, And point our souls above.

2 Turn us with gentle voice From every sinful way,

And bid the mourning saint rejoice, Though earthly joys decay.

3 By thine inspiring breath

Make

every

cloud of care,

And e'en the gloomy vale of death,

A smile of glory wear.

4 O fill thou every heart
With love to all our race;
Great Comforter, to us impart
These blessings of thy grace.

Mrs. Lydia H. Sigourney.

THE SCRIPTURES.

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God's word, quick and powerful.

THY word, almighty Lord,

Where'er it enters in,

S. M.

Is sharper than a two-edged sword,
To slay the man of sin.

2 Thy word is power and life;
It bids confusion cease,
And changes envy, hatred, strife,
To love, and joy, and peace.

3 Then let our hearts obey
The gospel's glorious sound;

And all its fruits, from day to day, Be in us and abound.

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J

James Montgomery.

Spreading the Scriptures.
ESUS, the word bestow,

The true immortal seed;

S. M.

Thy gospel then shall greatly grow,

And all our land o'erspread; Through earth extended wide Shall mightily prevail,

Destroy the works of self and pride, And shake the gates of hell.

2 Its energy exert

In the believing soul;

Diffuse thy grace through every part,

And sanctify the whole;

Its utmost virtue show

In pure consummate love,
And fill with all thy life below,
And give us thrones above.

Charles Wesley.

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The brightening glory of the Gospel. L. M.

UPON the Gospel's sacred page
The gathered beams of ages shine;
And, as it hastens, every age

But makes its brightness more divine.
2 On mightier wing, in loftier flight,
From year to year does knowledge soar;
And, as it soars, the Gospel light
Becomes effulgent more and more.
3 More glorious still, as centuries roll,
New regions blest, new powers unfurled,
Expanding with the expanding soul,
Its radiance shall o'erflow the world,—
4 Flow to restore, but not destroy;
As when the cloudless lamp of day
Pours out its floods of light and joy,
And sweeps the lingering mists away.

Sir John Bowring.

L. M. 67.

WHEN quiet in my house I sit,

Thy book be my companion still; My joy thy sayings to repeat, Talk o'er the records of thy will, And search the oracles divine, Till every heart-felt word be mine. 2 O may the gracious words divine, Subject of all my converse be; So will the Lord his follower join, And walk and talk himself with me: So shall my heart his presence prove, And burn with everlasting love. 3 Oft as I lay me down to rest, O may the reconciling word Sweetly compose my weary breast; While on the bosom of my Lord I sink in blissful dreams away, And visions of eternal day.

4 Rising to sing my Saviour's praise,
Thee may I publish all day long;
And let thy precious word of grace
Flow from my heart, and fill my tongue;
Fill all my life with purest love,
And join me to the Church above.

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The two revelations.

Charles Wesley.

L. M.

THE heavens declare thy glory, Lord;
In every star thy wisdom shines;
But when our eyes behold thy word,

We read thy

name in fairer lines.

2 The rolling sun, the changing light, And nights and days, thy power confess, But the blest volume thou hast writ, Reveals thy justice and thy grace. 3 Sun, moon, and stars, convey thy praise Round the whole earth, and never stand: So when thy truth began its race, It touched and glanced on every land. 4 Nor shall thy spreading gospel rest, Till through the world thy truth has run: Till Christ has all the nations blessed That see the light, or feel the sun. 5 Great Sun of righteousness, arise, Bless the dark world with heavenly light; Thy gospel makes the simple wise, 6 Thy noblest wonders here we view, Thy laws are pure, thy judgments right. In souls renewed, and sins forgiven: Lord, cleanse my sins, my soul renew, And make thy word my guide to heaven.

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THE

The everlasting word.

Isaac Watts.

And all the glories of the sky,

Starry firmament on high,

Yet shi

L. M.

ne not to thy praise, O Lord,
as thy written word.

So brightly

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