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25. Before thee.
J. W. CHADWICK.
26. Heart-speech. Mornington, 34.
HELP me, my God, to speak
True words to thee this day;
And trustful when I pray.
Let mine to thee be true,
However low and few.
And likeness, Lord, to thee.
Of godly joy and grief:
Help thou mine unbelief!
Benneson, 44. Part in peace! is day before us?
Praise his name for life and light: Are the shadows lengthening o'er us?
Bless his care who guards the night. Part in peace! with deep thanksgiving,
Rendering, as we homeward tread, Gracious service to the living,
Tranquil memory to our dead. Part in peace! such are the praises
God our Maker loveth best; Such the worship that upraises
Human hearts to heavenly rest.
Sicily, 48. 27.
Vesper, 50. FATHER, give thy benediction;
Give thy peace, before we part; Still our minds with truth's conviction,
Calm with trust each anxious heart.
MRS, S, F. ADAMS.
Should it be with clouds o'ercast,
New hopes to open in the sun;
New efforts worth the will;
More bravely to fulfil.
Are in my hand to sow,
Undreamed of fruit may grow. And if, when eventide shall fall
In shade across my way,
But life of every day, -
Shall be with thee for guide,
From Chambers' Journal.
O GOD! I thank thee for each sight
Of beauty that thy hand doth give,For sunny skies and air and light;
O God, I thank thee that I live!
And ever, as the day is born,
And thank thee for another morn.
Some silent deed of love abroad, That, greatening as it journeys past,
May do some earnest work for God. Another day to do, to dare;
To tax anew my growing strength; To arm my soul with faith and prayer,
And so reach heaven and thee at length.
36. From day to day. Father supreme! Thou high and holy One!
To thee we bow'; Now, when the burden of the day is gone,
Devoutly, now. When the glad morn upon the hills was spread,
Thy smile was there; Now, as the darkness gathers overhead,
We feel thy care. Silence and calm, o'er hearts by earth distrest,
Now sweetly steal; So every fear that struggles in the breast
Shall faith conceal. Thou, through the dark, wilt watch above our sleep
With eye of love; And thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leap
The hills above.
MRS. C, A. MASON.
Dundee, 22. 35.
Hummel, 23. New words to speak, new thoughts to hear,
New love to give and take; Perchance new burdens I may bear
To-day, for love's sweet sake.
O Shadow in a sultry land!
We gather to thy breast, Whose love, enfolding us like night,
Brings quietude and rest; Glimpse of a fairer life to be,
In foretaste here possessed. From all our wanderings we come,
From drifting to and fro,
Amid its ebb and flow;
Our spirits yearn to kncw.
The twilight vigil brings;The breezes from celestial hills,
The draughts from deeper springs, The sense of an immortal trust,
The touch of angel wings.
Holley, 37. 39. The light of stars.
Noyes, 38. Slowly, by God's hand unfurled, Down around the weary world Falls the darkness; O, how still Is the working of his will! Mighty Spirit, here am I! Work in me as silently; Veil the day's distracting sights, Show me heaven's eternal lights. Living stars to view be brought In the boundless realms of thought! High and infinite desires, Flaming like those upper fires! Holy Truth, eternal Right, Let them break upon my sight; Let them shine serene and still, And with light my being fill.
W. H. FURNESS.
C, M. PACKARD
Vesper hymn. Germany, 11.
Miss'y Chant, 16. 40. AGAIN, as evening's shadow falls, We gather in these hallowed walls; And vesper hymn and vesper prayer Rise mingling on the holy air. May struggling hearts that seek release Here find the rest of God's own peace; And, strengthened here by hymn and
prayer, Lay down the burden and the care! O God, our Light! to thee we bow; Within all shadows standest thou: Give deeper calm than night can bring; Give sweeter songs than lips can sing.
LORD! a happy child of thine,
ANNA L. WARING.
Dundee, 22. 41. Thou knowest.
The shadows of the night,
To seek the Eternal Light.
Our many hopes and fears,
Our bitterness of tears.
Who have been with us here,
The distant and the dear.
And feet that from thee rove,
Thou knowest, God of love.
And at thy footstool lay;
Stockwell, 49. 42. Sunday evening.
Benneson, 44. Lo! the day of rest declineth,
Gather fast the shades of night; May the Sun that ever shineth
Fill our souls with heavenly light. While, thine ear of love addressing,
Thus our parting hymn we sing, Father, give thine evening blessing,
Fold us safe beneath thy wing.
FATHER, now our prayer is said,
W. B. Rands,