Give us, for Thee long pining,

To eat till richly filled,
Till, earth's delights resigning,

Our ev'ry wish is stilled.
20 water, life-bestowing,

Forth from the Saviour's heart,
A fountain purely flowing,

A fount of love Thou art :
Oh let us, freely tasting,

Our burning thirst assuage ;
Thy sweetness, never wasting,

Avails from age to age.
3 Jesus, this feast receiving,

We Thee unseen adore ;
Thy faithful word believing,

We take, and doubt no more :
Give us, Thou true and loving,

On earth to live in Thee ;
Then, death the veil removing,
Thy glorious face to see.
Anon. (Latin, c. 17th Cent.) Tr. R. Palmer.

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The voice that breath'd o'er Eden,

That earliest wedding day
The primal marriage blessing,

It hath not pass'd away.
2 Still in the pure espousal

Of Christian man and maid,
The holy Three are with us,

The threefold grace is said.
3 Be present, awful Father,

To give away this bride,
As Eve thou gav'st to Adam

Out of his own pierced side :

4 Be present, Son of Mary,

To join their loving hands,
As Thou didst bind two natures

In Thine eternal bands.

5 Be present, holiest Spirit,

To bless them as they kneel,
As Thou for Christ, the Bridegroom,

The heavenly Spouse dost seal.

J. Keble.

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11s, 10s. O PERFECT Love, all human thought tran

scending, Lowly we kneel in pray'r before Thy

throne, That theirs may be the love which knows

no ending, Whom Thou forevermore dost join in

one.

2 O perfect Life, be Thou their full assur

ance Of tender charity and steadfast faith, Of patient hope, and quiet, brave endur

ance, With childlike trust that fears nor pain

nor death.

3 Grant them the joy which brightens earthly

sorrow; Grant them the peace which calms all

earthly strife, And to life's day the glorious unknown

morrow

That dawns upon eternal love and life.

Dorothy F. Bloomfield.

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C.M. 81. LORD, who at Cana's wedding feast

Didst as a guest appear,
Thou dearer far than earthly guest

Vouchsafe Thy presence here ;
For holy Thou indeed dost prove

The marriage vow to be, Proclaiming it a type of love

Between the Church and Thee. 2 The holiest vow that man can make,

The golden thread in life,
The bond that none may dare to break,

That bindeth man and wife ;
Which, blest by Thee, whate'er betides,

No evil shall destroy,
Thro' care-worn days each care divides,

And doubles every joy.
3 On those who now before Thee kneel,

O Lord, Thy blessing pour,
That each may wake the other's zeal

To love Thee more and more :
Oh, grant them here in peace to live,

In purity and love,
And, this world leaving, to receive
A crown of life above.

A. Thrupp. Alt.

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O LOVE divine and golden,

Mysterious depth and height,
To Thee the world beholden,

Looks up for life and light;
O love divine and gentle,

The blesser and the blest,
Beneath Thy care parental

The world lies down in rest.

2 O love divine and tender,

That through our homes dost move,
Veiled in the softened splendor

Of holy household love,
A throne without Thy blessing

Were labor without rest,
And cottages possessing,

Thy blessedness, are blest.
3 God bless these hands united ;

God bless these hearts made one !
Unsevered and unblighted

May they through life go on,-
Here in earth's home preparing

For the bright home above,
And there for ever sharing
Its joy where “God is Love."

J. S. B. Monsell.

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78. 81. WATCHMAN, tell us of the night,

What its signs of promise are.
Trav'ler, o'er yon mountain's height,

See that glory-beaming star.
Watchman, does its beauteous ray

Aught of joy or hope foretell ?
Trav'ler, yes ; it brings the day,

Promised day of Israel.
2 Watchman, tell us of the night;

Higher yet that star ascends.
Traveler, blessedness and light,

Peace and truth, its course portends.
Watchman, will its beams alone

Gild the spot that gave them birth ? Traveler, ages are its own ;

See, it bursts o'er all the earth.

3 Watchman, tell us of the night,

For the morning seems to dawn.
Traveler, darkness takes its flight;

Doubt and terror are withdrawn.
Watchman, let thy wanderings cease ;

Hie thee to thy quiet home.
Traveler, lo, the Prince of Peace,
Lo, the Son of God is come!

J. Bowring.

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78. 81. HARK ! the song of jubilee,

Loud as mighty thunders roar;
Or the fullness of the sea,

When it breaks upon the shore.
“Alleluia ! for the Lord

God omnipotent shall reign ;'
Alleluia ! let the word

Echo round the earth and main.

2 Alleluia ! hark, the sound,

From the centre to the skies,
Wakes above, beneath, around

All creation's harmonies.
See Jehovah's banners furled, [done,

Sheathed His sword ; He speaks ; 't is
And the kingdoms of this world

Are the kingdoms of His Son. 3 He shall reign from pole to pole

With illimitable sway ;
He shall reign, when, like a scroll

Yonder heavens have passed away ;
Then the end ; beneath His rod

Qin's last enemy shall fall :
Alleluia ! Christ in God,
God in Christ, is all in all.

J. Montgomery.