Unity Hymns and Chorals for the Congregation and the Home

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4. Rise, my soul. Amsterdam, 52. RISE, my soul, and stretch thy wings,

Thy better portion trace; Rise from transitory things

Towards heaven, thy native place: Sun and moon and stars decay,

Time shall soon this earth remove; Rise, my soul, and haste away

To seats prepared above. Rivers to the ocean run,

Nor stay in all their course; Fire, ascending, seeks the sun,

Both speed them to their source: So a soul that's born of God

Pants to view his glorious face, Upward tends to his abode,

To rest in his embrace.

Naomi, 28. 6. For a holy mind.

Marlow, 27. FATHER in heaven! to whom my heart

Would lift itself in prayer, Drive from my soul each earthly thought,

And show thy presence there. Each moment of my life renews

The mercies of the Lord;
Each moment is itself a gift,

To bear me on to God.
Help me to break the galling chains

This world has round me thrown:
Each passion of my heart subdue,

Each darling sin disown.
And do thou kindle in my breast

A never-dying flame
Of holy love, of grateful trust

In thine almighty name.

R. SEAGRAVE.

W. H. FURNESS.

Thou hidden love of God, whose height,
Whose depth unfathomed, no man knows!
I see from far thy beauteous light;
Inly I sigh for thy repose.
My heart is pained; nor can it be
At rest, till it find rest in thee.
Thy secret voice invites me still
The sweetness of thy yoke to prove;
And fain I would; but though my will
Seem fixed, yet wide my passions rove;
Yet hindrances strew all the way:
I aim at thee, yet from thee stray.
Is there a thing beneath the sun,
That strives with thee my heart to share?
Ah! tear it thence, and reign alone,
The Lord of every motion there!
Then shall my heart from earth be free,
When it hath found repose in thee.

G. TERSTEEGEN.-Tr. J. WESLEY.

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Holy Spirit, Love divine!
Glow within this heart of mine;
Kindle every high desire;
Perish self in thy pure fire.
Holy Spirit, Power divine!
Fill and nerve this will of mine;
By thee may I strongly live,
Bravely bear, and nobly strive.
Holy Spirit, Right divine!
King within my conscience reign;
Be my Law, and I shall be
Firmly bound, forever free.
Holy Spirit, Joy divine!
Gladden thou this heart of mine;
In the desert ways I sing
“Spring, O Well! forever spring."

8. LONGFELLOW.

Liberty. Boylston, 32. O, COME and dwell in me,

Strength of our good intents,
In our frail hour Defence,
Calm of faith's confidence,

Come, in this hour!
O thou most tender Love!
Deep in our spirits move:

Tarry, dearGuest!
Quench thou our passion's fire,
Raise thou each low desire,
Deeds of brave love inspire,

Quickener and Rest!
O Light serene and still!
Come and our spirits fill,

Bring in the day:
Guide of our feeble sight,
Star of our darkest night,
Shine on the path of right,
Show us thy way!

Tr. from King Robert of France.

Spirit of Power within!
And bring thy glorious liberty

From sorrow, fear and sin.
The inward, deep disease,

Spirit of Health, remove!
Spirit of perfect Holiness!
Spirit of perfect Love!
That blessed law of thine,
Father, to me impart;
The Spirit's law of life divine,

O, write it in my heart !
Thy nature be my law,

Thy spotless sanctity;
And sweetly every moment draw

My happy soul to thee.

11. Morning within. Italian, 57.

FATHER of world and soul,
Changeless while ages roll,

Boundless in grace!
Who, with thy strength and rest,
Quickenest and quietest,
Now in each yearning breast

Unveil thy face!
Word, whose creative thrill
Wakes in all Nature still

Life, light and bloom!
Now, with resistless ray,
Chase all our clouds away,
And with thy heavenly day

Our souls illume!

C. T. BROOKS.

WESLEYAN,

10. Strength, love, light. Italian, 57.

O Thou almighty Will!
Faint are thy children till

Thou come with power:

12.

Calling. Nicæa, 67. FATHER, thou art calling, calling to us

plainly; To the spirit comes thy loving message

evermore:

W. C. GANYETT.

Holy One, uplift us, nor forever vainly

Thy heaven is mine,-my very soul! Stand calling us and waiting at the door.

Thy words are sweet and strong ;

They fill my inward silences In the whirling tempest and the storm With music and with song. thou livest,

They send me challenges to right, In the rain, and in the sweetness of the

and loud rebuke my ill; after-glow;

They ring my bells of victory; Summer's golden bounty, winter's snow, thou givest,

They breathe my “Peace, be still!"

They ever seem to say : “My child, And blooming meadows where sweet

Why seek me so all day? waters flow.

Now journey inward to thyself, Clearer still and dearer is thy voice ap

And listen by the way!” pealing, Deep within the spirit's secret being 14. Indwelling. Autumn, 43.

speaking low: Enter, O our Father! truth and life re- Love divine, all love excelling, vealing;

Joy of heaven, to earth come down! From every evil free us as we go.

Fix in us thy humble dwelling,

All thy faithful mercies crown. In thee living, moving, unto thee uprear- Father, thou art all compassion, ing

Pure, unbounded love thou art; All the hope and joyfulness and trust that Visit us with thy salvation, fill the soul,

Enter every longing heart! Father, we adore thee, asking naught nor fearing;

Breathe, O breathe, thy loving spirit We cannot wander from thy dear con

Into every troubled breast;

Let us all in thee inherit, trol.

Let us find thy promised rest.

Come, almighty to deliver, 13. Listening.

Let us all thy life receive;

Graciously come down, and never, I hear it often in the dark,

Never more thy temples leave!
I hear it in the light, -
Where is the voice that comes to me
With such a quiet might?

Noyes, 38.
15,

Visited.

Nuremburg, 39. It seems but echo to my thought, And yet beyond the stars!

SWEETEST Joy the soul can know, It seems a heart-beat in a hush,

Fairest Light was ever shed, And yet the planet jars!

Who alike in joy and woe,

Leavest none unvisited! 0, may it be that far within My inmost soul there lies

Spirit of the Highest God,

Who upholdest everything,
A spirit-sky, that opens with
Those voices of surprise ?

Thou from whom my life has flowed,
To my life thy gladness bring!

J. V. BLAKE.

Old 132, 29.

C. WESLEY.

O LIFE that makest all things new,
The blooming earth, the thoughts of men!
Our pilgrim feet, wet with thy dew,
In gladness hither turn again:
From hand to hand the greeting flows,
From eye to eye the signals run,
From heart to heart the bright hope glows,
The lovers of the Light are one.
One in the freedom of the Truth,
One in the joy of paths untrod,
One in the soul's perennial youth,
One in the larger thought of God;
The freer step, the fuller breath,
The wide horizon's grander view,
The sense of life that knows no death,
The Life that maketh all things new!

S. LONGFELLOW.

For the noblest guest thou art
That a soul e'er sought or won:
Have I wished thee to my heart,
Then my wishing all is done.

TR. from P. GERHARDT. 16.

Salutation. Greenville, 46. PEACE be to this congregation !

Peace to every heart herein! Peace, the earnest of salvation,

Peace, the fruit of conquered sin; Peace, that speaks the heavenly Giver,

Peace, to worldly minds unknown, Peace, that floweth, as a river,

From the eternal Source alone. O thou God of Peace! be near us,

Fix within our hearts thy home; With thy bright appearing cheer us,

In thy blessed freedom come; Come, with all thy revelations,

Truth which we so long have sought! Come, with thy deep consolations, Peace of God which passeth thought!

C. Wesley. 17. For joy and peace. Autumn, 43. Holy Spirit, Source of Gladness!

Come with all thy radiance bright; O'er our weariness and sadness

Breathe thy life, and shed thy light: Send us thine illumination;

Banish all our soul's annoy; Rest

upon this congregation, Spirit of unfailing Joy! Let the Peace, which knows no measure,

Now in quickening showers descend, Bringing us the richest treasure

Man can wish or God can send : Hear our earnest supplication;

Every struggling heart release; Rest upon this congregation, Spirit of untroubled Peace!

Tr. from P. Gerhardt.

ETERNAL Ruler of the ceaseless round
Of circling planets singing on their way,
Guide of the nations from the night pro-

found
Into the glory of the perfect day!
Rule in our hearts, that we may ever be
Guided and strengthened and upheld by

thee. We would be one in hatred of all wrong, One in our love of all things sweet and fair, One with the joy that breaketh into song, One with the grief that trembles into

prayer; One in the power that makes thy children

free To follow Truth, and so be one with thee!

J. W. CHADWICK.

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Hebron, 13. 20. For truth and love.

Mann, 14. O God, whose presence glows in all Within, around us, and above! Thy word we bless, thy name we call, Whose word is Truth, whose name is Love. That Truth be with the heart believed Of all who seek this sacred place; With power proclaimed, in peace received, Our spirits' light, thy Spirit's grace. That Love its holy influence pour, To keep us meek, and make us free, And throw its binding blessing more Round each with all, and all with thee. Send down its angel to our side; Send in its calm upon the breast: For we would know no other guide, And we can need no other rest.

N. L. FROTHING HAM,

J. KEBLE.

Federal St., 1o. 21. A day of rest.

Mann, 14.
O FATHER, though the anxious fear
May cloud to-morrow's doubtful way,
Nor fear nor doubt shall enter here;
All shall be thine at least to-day.
We will not bring divided hearts
To worship at thy sacred shrine;
But each unholy wish departs,
And leaves the temple wholly thine.
O Father, God below, above!
Our silent thoughts are praising thee;
Thy spirit o'er our hearts shall move,
And tune them all to harmony.

Emily Taylor. 22. The temple. Autumn, 43. God is in his holy temple:

Earthly thoughts be silent now,
While with reverence we assemble,

And before his presence bow.

24. The still, small voice. Amsterdam, 52. OPEN, Lord, my inward ear,

And bid my heart rejoice;
Bid my quiet spirit hear

The comfort of thy voice:
Never in the whirlwind found,
Or where earthquakes rock the place, -
Still and silent is the sound,

The whisper, of thy grace.
From the world of sin and noise

And hurry, I withdraw;
For the small and inward voice

I wait with humble awe:
Silent I am now and still,
Would not in thy presence move;
To my waiting soul reveal
The secret of thy love.

C. WESLEY.

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