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Morning Hymn.
HALLELUJAH! fairest morning!
Fairer than our words can say!
Down we lay the heavy burden

Of our toil and care to-day:
While this morn of joy and love
Brings fresh vigor from above.
2 Sun-day, full of holy glory!

Sweetest rest-day of the soul!
Light upon a world of darkness

From thy blesséd moments roll!
Holy, happy, heavenly day,
Thou canst charm our grief away.
3 In the gladness of God's worship
We will seek our joy to-day:
It is then we learn the fulness

Of the grace for which we pray:
When the word of life is given,
Like the Saviour's voice from heaven.
4 Let the day with thee be ended,
As with thee it has begun;
And thy blessing, Lord, be granted,
Till earth's days and weeks are done;
That at last thy servants may
Keep eternal Sabbath day.

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Jane Borthwick, tr.

The Gates of Zion.
OPEN now thy gates of beauty,
Zion, let me enter there;
Where my soul in joyful duty

Waits for him who answers prayer:
Oh, how blesséd is this place,
Filled with solace, light, and grace.

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SARUM. 8s, 4.

J. HULLAH.

The radiant morn hath passed a -way, And spent too soon her gold

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3 O Master, point thou out the way,
Nor suffer thou our steps to stray;
Then in that path that leads to day
We follow thee.

4 Thou hast passed on before our face;
Thy footsteps on the way we trace;
Oh, keep us, aid us by thy grace:
We follow thee.

5 Whom have we in the heaven above,
Whom on this earth, save thee, to love?
Still in thy light we onward move;
We follow thee!

Sabbath rest.

Horatius Bonar.

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HAIL, sacred day of earthly rest,
From toil secure and trouble free;
Hail, quiet spirit, bringing peace
And joy to me.

2 A holy stillness, breathing calm
And peace on all the world around,
Uplifts my soul, O God, to thee,
Where rest is found.

3 No sound of jarring strife is heard,
As now the weekly labors cease;
No voice, but those that sweetly sing
Sweet songs of peace.

4 Accept, O God, my hymn of praise
That thou this restful day hast given,
Sweet foretaste of that endless day
Of rest in heaven.

Godfrey Thring, alt.

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Three in One, and One in Three, Ru-ler of the earth and sea, Hear us, while we lift to thee

F. R. GREY.

Ho-ly chant and psalm.

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THREE in One, and One in Three,
Ruler of the earth and sea,

Hear us, while we lift to thee
Holy chant and psalm.

2 Light of lights; with morning, shine; Lift on us thy light divine;

And let charity benign

Breathe on us her balm.

3 Light of lights; when falls the even, Let it close on sin forgiven; Fold us in the peace of heaven,

Shed a vesper calm.

4 Three in One, and One in Three, Darkling here we worship thee; With the saints hereafter we

Hope to bear the palm.

Gilbert Rorison.

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LORD of mercy and of might,
Of mankind the life and light,
Maker, Teacher, Infinite;
Jesus, hear and save!

2 Strong Creator, Saviour mild,
Humbled to a mortal child,
Captive, beaten, bound, reviled;
Jesus, hear and save!

3 Throned above celestial things, Borne aloft on angels' wings, Lord of lords, and King of kings,

Jesus, hear and save!

4 Soon to come to earth again,
Judge of angels and of men,
Hear us now, and hear us then,
Jesus, hear and save!

Reginald Heber.

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A great High Priest our nature wears,-The Guar-dian of man - kind ap-pears.

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"The evil hour."

WHERE high the heavenly temple stands,
The house of God not made with hands,
A great High Priest our nature wears,—
The Guardian of mankind appears.

2 Though now ascended up on high,
He bends on earth a brother's eye;
Partaker of the human name,
He knows the frailty of our frame.
3 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains
A fellow-feeling of our pains;

And still remembers, in the skies,
His tears, his agonies, and cries.

4 In every pang that rends the heart,
The Man of Sorrows had a part;
He sympathizes with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.

5 With boldness, therefore, at the throne,
Let us make all our sorrows known;
And ask the aid of heavenly power,

To help us in the evil hour.

Michael Bruce.

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And dost thou say, "Ask what thou wilt?" Lord, I would seize the

golden hour:

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