Open Now Thy Gates of Beauty
(Irby)

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thy

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beauty, Zion, let fore Thee, Come Thou al chant-ed, Here Thy seed I will hear Thee, Let Thy will

gates of
come be
gladly

.

Where my soul in joy ful du ty, Waits for Him who

Henry J. Gauntlett, d. 1876

me

SO

is

be

enter there, down to me;

du

ly sown;

done in - deed;

answers pray'r;

dore Thee, There a heav'n on earth must be. my soul where it is plant-ed, Bring forth pre- cious sheaves a lone; un disturbed draw near Thee While Thou dost Thy

people feed.

2

3

Tobias Clausnitzer, 1671
Tr. Cath. Winkworth, 1858

80.

I. Blessed

Jesus, at
2. All our knowledge, sense,
3. Glorious Lord, Thy - self im part! Light of

Thy word We are
and sight Lie in

Let our hearts and souls
Till Thy Spirit breaks
Open Thou our ears

Blessed Jesus, at Thy Word
(Liebster Jesu, wir sind hier)

be stirred Now to
our night With the
and heart, Help us

By Thy teachings,sweet and holy, Drawn from earth to love Thee sole
Thou a lone to God canst win us, Thou must work all good with - in
Hear the cry Thy people rais - es, Hear, and bless our pray'rs and prais

Johann R. Ahle, 1664

hear

Thee;

gath-ered all to
deep-est dark-ness shroud - ed,
light, from God pro - ceed

ing,

Spirit of God, Descend Upon My Heart
(Morecambe)

God, descend
dream, no
bid

us

Thee;

seek and love and fear
beams of truth un -
cloud ed.
by Thy Spir - it's plead

ing,

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up on my heart; Wean prophet - ec - stasies; No love Thee, God and King? All,

A-MEN.

Almighty God, Thy Word is Cast

(Newbold)

I. Lord,

2. Thanks we 3. So,

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the ground;

move;

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and joy,
bestow,

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God, Thy
foe of

life's de
word of

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stroy, know,

Oh, let the dew
May it take root
Nor scorch-ing beam,
That all who hear

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fluence round, And shed its
and love! And grow in

The

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may

Its

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dis - miss us with Thy

give and ad- o

e'er

is
and

word
Christ
ceit ful
life is

rising saving

the signal's given

in
faith

plant
pow'r

cast man

cares,

sown,

George Kingsley, 1811-1884

in

of heav'n descend,
ev'ry
nor storm - y
Thy mes- sage,

f

Like seed

up

This ho ly world ly

Nor

A large in

and

de
may

heart,
blast,
Lord,

Lord, Dismiss Us With Thy Blessing

(Sicilian Mariners' Hymn )

fluence round.

love.

And shed its
And grow in
The rising
Its saving

cresc.

Fill our hearts with joy
For Thy gospel's joy
Us from earth to call

cresc.

Sicilian Melody

and peace;

ful sound;

a way