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2 We praise Thee for the means of grace, Thus in Thy courts to seek Thy face. Grant, Lord, that we who worship here May all, at last, in heaven appear.



L. M.

DISMISS us with Thy blessing, Lord;
Help us to feed upon Thy word;
All that has been amiss, forgive,
And let Thy truth within us live.

2 Though we are guilty, Thou art good;
Wash all our works in Jesus' blood;
Give every burdened soul release,
And bid us all depart in peace.


ALMIGHTY God, Thy word is cast
Like seed into the ground;
O may it grow in humble hearts,
And righteous fruits abound.

J. Hart.

2 Let not the foe of Christ and man
This holy seed remove,

But give it root in praying souls
To bring forth fruits of love.

3 Let not the world's deceitful cares
The rising plant destroy,
But may it, in converted minds,
Produce the fruits of joy.

4 Let not Thy word, so kindly sent
To raise us to Thy throne,
Return to Thee, and sadly tell
That we reject Thy Son.

C. M.


J. Cawood.


L. M.

NEW every morning is the love

Our wakening and uprising prove;
Thro' sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restored to life, and power, and thought.

2 New mercies, each returning day,
Hover around us while we pray;
New perils past, new sins forgiven,
New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven.

3 If on our daily course our mind
Be set to hallow all we find,

New treasures still, of countless price,
God will provide for sacrifice.

4 Old friends, old scenes, will lovelier be,
As more of heaven in each we see;
Some softening gleam of love and prayer
Shall dawn on every cross and care.

5 The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask
Room to deny ourselves, a road
To bring us daily nearer God.

6 Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love,
Fit us for perfect rest above,
And help us, this and every day,
To live more nearly as we pray.


J. Keble.

AS THE sun doth daily rise,
Bright'ning all the morning skies;
So to Thee with one accord
Lift we up our hearts, O Lord.

2 Thou, by whom all things are fed,
Give us for the day our bread;



Strength unto our souls afford
From the Bread of heaven, O Lord.

3 Be our guard in sin and strife;
Be the leader of our life;

While we daily search Thy word,
Wisdom true impart, O Lord.

4 When the sun withdraws his light,
When we seek our beds at night,
Thou, by sleepless hosts adored,
Hear the prayer of faith, O Lord.

Anon. Tr. Earl Nelson.

WHEN morning gilds the skies,
My heart awaking cries

May Jesus Christ be praised!
Alike at work and prayer,
To Jesus I repair;

May Jesus Christ be praised!

2 Whene'er the sweet church bell
Peals over hill and dell

May Jesus Christ be praised !
Oh, hark to what it sings,
As joyously it rings,

May Jesus Christ be praised !

3 My tongue shall never tire
Of chanting with the choir,
May Jesus Christ be praised!
This song of sacred joy,
It never seems to cloy,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

4 When sleep her balm denies,
My silent spirit sighs,

May Jesus Christ be praised!
When evil thoughts molest,

6s. 61.


With this I shield my breast,
May Jesus Christ be praised!
5 Does sadness fill my mind,
A solace here I find,

May Jesus Christ be praised!
Or fades my earthly bliss,
My comfort still is this,

May Jesus Christ be praised!
6 The night becomes as day,
When from the heart we say,
May Jesus Christ be praised!
The powers of darkness fear,
When this sweet chant they hear,
May Jesus Christ be praised!

7 In heaven's eternal bliss
The loveliest strain is this,
May Jesus Christ be praised!
Let earth, and sea, and sky
From depth to height reply,
May Jesus Christ be praised!

8 Be this, while life is mine,
My canticle divine,

May Jesus Christ be praised!
Be this the eternal song

Through ages all along,

May Jesus Christ be praised!

German. Tr. E. Caswall.

L. M.

AWAKE, my soul, and with the sun
Thy daily stage of duty run;
Shake off dull sloth, and joyful rise
To pay thy morning sacrifice.

2 Thy precious time misspent, redeem;
Each present day thy last esteem;

Improve thy talent with due care,
For the great day thyself prepare.

3 Wake, and lift up thyself, my heart,
And with the angels bear thy part,
Who all night long, unwearied, sing
High praise to the eternal King.

4 All praise to Thee, who safe hast kept, And hast refreshed me while I slept, Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake,

I may of endless light partake.

5 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew; Disperse my sins as morning dew;


Guard my first springs of thought and will;

And with Thyself my spirit fill.

T. Ken.


BEHOLD, the shade of night is now receding,

Kindling with splendors fair the dawn is glowing;

With fervent hearts, oh, let us all implore Him,

Ruler Almighty.

2 That He, our God, will look on us in pity, Send strength for weakness, grant us His salvation,

And with a Father's pure affection give us Glory eternal.

3 This grace oh, grant us, Godhead everblessèd

Of Father, Son, and Holy Ghost in union,

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