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Hast all our fathers led;
Before Thy throne of grace :
Of their succeeding race.
Our wandering footsteps guide;
And raiment fit provide.
Till all our wanderings cease,
Our feet arrive in peace.
ALMIGHTY FATHER ! robed with light,
, O teach our hearts to feel aright
And tongues to say, “Thy will be done." In all Thy just and righteous ways
Thy grace and goodness may we own; For every mercy yield our praise,
And say, O Lord, “Thy will be done." And when oppress'd with grief we lie,
When brighter scenes are fled and gone, Still may our souls submissive cry,
“Father in heaven! Thy will be done!”
EMMANUEL. L. M. (Quem terra, pontus, sidera.)
BRAUN's • Echo Hymnoiiæ
216. O KING of earth, of air, and sea,
Ard oh, when through the wilds we roam The hungry ravens cry to Thee; That part us from our heavenly home; To Thee the scaly tribes that sweep
When lost in danger, want, and woe, The bosom of the boundless deep; Our faithless tears begin to flow; To Thee the lions roaring call,
Do Thou Thy gracious comfort give, The common Father, kind to all!
By which alone the soul may live;
The bread of life from day to day!
A . men.