There let the way appear, All that thou send'st to me, Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to thee- Then with my waking thoughts Bright with thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise: So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to thee— Or if on joyful wing Cleaving the sky, Sun, moon, and stars forgot, Upwards I fly: Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to thee— Nearer to thee! AROUSE thee, soul! Be, what thou surely art, An emanation from the Deity A flutter of that heart Which fills all nature, sea, and earth, and sky: Arouse thee, soul! Arouse thee, soul! And let the body do Some worthy deed for human happiness, Arouse thee, soul! Leave nothings of the earth; LIVING or dying, Lord, I would be thine! Oh, what is life? A toil, a strife, Were it not lighted by thy love divine. Living or dying, Lord, I would be thine! Oh, what is death? In parting can the soul to thee resign; Living or dying, Lord, I would be thine! Throughout my days, Be constant praise Uplift to thee from out this heart of mine: So shall I be Brought nearer thee— Living or dying, Lord, I would be thine! FATHER of all! to thee we pray, If the heart within be pure. What they do thou dost permit- As glows through smoke the bursting light, LXXXIX. O GOD, the Lord of place and time, Quench thou the fires of hate and strife, DARK the faith of days of yore, Bright the faith of coming days, And when dawn the kindling rays Of heaven's golden lamp ascending, Happy hearts and voices blending, Joyful anthems chant to thee, Te laudamus, Domine! Night's sad "cadence dies away The boatmen rest their oars, and say, Morn's glad chorus swells alway On the azure, sunlight sea; The boatmen ply their oars, and say, Te laudamus, Domine! E |