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Within the Soul uprises
The temple's counterpart. Its stones of holy purpose
Are quarried in the heart; Its towers are faith and worship,
Peace and good-will its plan, Its windows heaven-lighted,
Its doors wide love to man.
254. Dedication Hymn of All Souls Church, Lloyd, 24.
Invitation, 73 B. Like stars upon a troubled sea
Shine out the altars fair, Where longings of the centuries
Have voiced themselves in prayer.
A strength in sorrow's hour,
They touched with holy power.
Yet read their message clear, To loyally receive the light
God sends us now and here.
Our waiting souls anew,
To make them pure and true.
The prayers, to words outbreaking,
In those still courts begin; The songs we sing are echoes Of unhea
song within. Work on, O Silent Builder,
Perfect thy inner shrine,
And song the life divine!
W. C. GANNETT.
Eternal Life, whose love Divine ·
Enfolds, us each and all,
We heed no other call.
Thy kingdom yet to be,
Shall lead all souls to Thee.
256. The Creed of Life.
Hebron, 13. Canons and rubrics own I none,
Save one upon the granite writ; “I Lord of Lords have fashioned it,
And graved it with my rains and sun.” One creed low whispered everywhere
I take unto my soul like fire;
The world is molten in my prayer: "It is my beating heart." I turn,
I face the stream, I brave the hills, With the same word the bird's breast fills,
With the same God the bushes burn.
EMMA E. MAREAN.
255. Dedication Hymn.
His trees grew on the hill;
And lent them to our will;
He graced the builder's thought;
The God of Ages wrought.
257. On the Mount.
Mann, 14. Not always on the mount may we Rapt in the heavenly vision be; The shores of thought and feeling know The Spirit's tidal ebb and flow.
Yet hath one such exalted hour
The mount for vision,-but below
F. L. HOSMER.
258. I Am so Weak. Dennis, 73A. Father, I am so weak!
Let me Thy presence feel,
And bless me as I kneel.
259. Refracted Lights.
Invitation, 73B. The evening star that softly sheds
Its tender light on me,
Than that I seem to see.
To keep its pathway true,
It seeks an exit through.
Through earth-born clouds and doubt, Can straightway pierce the hearts of men
And drive the darkness out.
We backward strive to trace
Could look on face to face. Each fails, through dim and wandering
vision whole to see, But none are there so poor and blind
But catch some glimpse of Thee,-
And of that life divine,
The prophecy and sign.
Renew my failing strength,
And teach me how to rise, And, bearing all my heavy load,
To seek Thy bluer skies.
Let me not wait nor stay,
Nor to the past return, But kindle still my fainting heart
With zeal anew to burn,
CELIA P. WOOLLEY.
8 8 8 Ho - ly, ho - ly, ho-ly Lord of hosts: Ho - ly, ho - ly, ho-ly Lord of hosts:
Heav'n and carth are full of thy great glo-ry, Heav'n and earth are full of thy great glo-ry.
IV. RETURN UNTO THY REST. (Ps. cxvi. 7.)
Commit thy ways unto the
Rest in the Lord and pa-tient-ly wait for him: 5:38
Lord and trust him: Wait on the Lord and keep his holy way: He is our strength.