hear our lowly cry, And hide not Thou Thy face: O Lord, stretch forth Thy

To ev-ery arm Thy strength im-part; Thy Spirit shed through ev - ery heart. A - MEN.

1 From hands that would our land deflower, From selfish greed and grasp-ing power,

wil-ful waste of freedom's dower, From plea-sure's flood-ing wave; A - MEN.

664 QUEBEC L. M.

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Henry Baker, 1862

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1 O God of love, O King of peace, Make wars throughout the world to cease;

The wrath of sin ful man re-strain; Give peace, O God, give peace a-gain. A - MEN.

2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old,
The wonders that our fathers told;
Remember not our sin's dark stain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again.
3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord?
Where rest but on Thy faithful word?

DORT 6.6.4.6.6.6.4.

None ever called on Thee in vain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again.
4 Where saints and angels dwell above
All hearts are knit in holy love;
O bind us in that heavenly chain;
Give peace, O God, give peace again.

Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, Bart., 1861

Lowell Mason, 1832

night: When the wild tem pests rave, Ruler of

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1 My country, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of

Siegfried A. Mahlmann, 1815: the 1st 5 lines trans. by Rev. Charles T. Brooks, c. 1833; the remainder by Rev. John S. Dwight, 1844

Now seal with Thy right hand of power The cove-nants of this holy hour. A-MEN