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REV. ROBERT BROWN-Bon THwick.
LONDON: NOVELLO, EWER AND CO.

OXFORD: W. R. BowdEN; Evesham w. AND H. SMITH,
(A ſmall Edition of the Word, alone, fºr Congregational use, neatly bound in cloth, price Sixpence.)
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“Him firſt, Him laſt, Him midſt, and without end.”
TO
H E R R O Y A L H I G H N ES S W I C T O R I A,
PRINCESS IMPERIAL OF GERMANY., PRINCESS ROYAL OF ENGLAND,
THIS BOOK IS (BY SPECIAL PERMISSION)
DEDICATED WITH ALL RESPECT,
BY
HER R O Y A L H IG H N ESS'S
MOST OBEDIENT HUMBLE SERVANT,
ROBERT BROWN- BORT H WICK.

PREFACE TO THE FIRST EDITION.
“The Supplemental Hymn and Tune Book” was at first intended to

be a collection of about five-and-twenty Hymns and original Tunes in the
form of a pamphlet, to enable a comparatively limited circle of the Com
piler's friends and others to obtain copies of those which, from their popu
larity wherever they were introduced, involved, owing to the frequency of
application for them, no slight labour in copying. But the work, through
the kindness of contributors, and for many other reasons, has assumed its
present more extended and elaborate form. A cursory glance at its pages
will, however, shew that it still retains its supplemental character, and is
insufficient by itself for the purposes of a Hymnal.
Most of the Hymns being for “general” use, it has not been thought
necessary to arrange them in the order of the Church's Seasons—but the few
which are adapted for particular Seasons and occasions will be found arranged
accordingly in a separate index.
It is of course impossible (unless it be entirely original) but that in such
a work as the present one, which is to be generally supplemental, a few
Hymns and perhaps one or two Tunes may here and there be found which
may appear also in other collections to which it may be used as a Supple
ment. But there are few, if any, such books to which this work as a whole
will not, it is hoped, prove a serviceable addition, especially as regards the
Tunes. For example,_if used in conjunction with “Hymns Ancient and
Modern,” “The Congregational Hymn and Tune Book,” or “Psalms and
Hymns with Appropriate Tunes,” it will be supplemental principally as
regards the Tunes, although some excellent Hymns will be found here,
which have no place in the collections just named. To other Hymnals it
11. PR EFACE.
will be found supplemental as regards not onlv the Tunes but also the
Hymns. -
One or two well-known old Tunes appear in this work, because they
are not found in many of the principal and most popular collections now in
use, and because they should not, in the humble opinion of the Editor, be
absent from any general collection. º - -
In order to render this book available for general congregational use,

an edition of the words alone in a more portable shape has been published,
the small expense of which (sixpence) will bring it within reach of all.
Having stated so much, it now only remains for the Editor to
express, as he does with extreme gratitude, his great obligations to
Miss CATHERINE WINkworth for her kind permission to reprint from
“Lyra Germanica” Hymn 51.
Miss WARING, for the use of Hymn 47.
The Right Reverend the LoRD Bishop of DUNED1N, for Tune 46B.
The Rev. HoRATIUs Bon AR, D.D., for Hymns 7, 22, 41, 62,
and 66.
The Rev. R. H. BAYNEs, M.A., Vicar of St. Michael's, Coventry, for
his Hymn 58.
The Rev. John Ellerton, M.A., for his translation, Hymn 59.
- The Rev. Sir FREDERIck A. GoRE OUSELEY, Bart., M.A., Mus. Doc.,
Professor of Music in the University of Oxford, Precentor of Hereford, &c.,
for his Tunes 2 and 49, both composed expressly for this work.
The Rev. J. B. Dykes, M.A., Mus. Doc., Vicar of St. Oswald's,
Durham, and late Precentor of the Cathedral, for Tunes 21, 38, and 47, the
two latter composed expressly for this work.
The Rev. John HAMPTon, M.A., of St. Michael's College, Tenbury,
for Tune 23.
The Rev. J. D. Glen NIE, M.A., for the use of Tune 5.
The Rev. R. HAKING, Vicar of Rodbourne, Swindon, for Tunes I,
30, and 44, all composed expressly for this work.
PR EFACE. iii.
The Rev. WALTER LEIGH, B.A., Oxon., for Tune 4.3B.

The Rev. R. R. Chope, B.A., for permission to use Mr. Turle's
arrangement of Tune 63 (No. 180 in “The Congregational Hymn and
Tune Book”).
The Rev. T. R. MATTHEws, B.A., Curate of North Coates, for his
Tunes 25A and 35.
The Rev. J. S. SIDEBoth AM, M.A., of New College, Oxford, for his
Tune 25B.
John Stu ART Blackie, Esq., Professor of Greek in the University of
Edinburgh, for the use of his Hymn No. 2.
John M.AcRAY, Esq., of Oxford, for his Hymn 57.
Thomas GAMBIER PARRY, Esq., of Highnam Court, Gloucestershire,
for Tunes 4 and 13.
C. HUBERT H. PARRY, Esq., Mus. Bac., Oxon., for Tunes 8, 57,
and 58, all composed expressly for this work.
JAMEs TURLE, Esq., Organist of Westminster Abbey, for the use of
Tune 15.
John STAINER, Esq., M.A., Mus. Doc., Organist to the University
of Oxford and of Magdalen College, for Tunes 3, 37, and 48, the first
composed expressly for this work.
Joseph BARNEY, Esq., Organist of St. Andrew's, Wells Street, for
Tunes 7, 20, 24, 56, and 59, the first and last composed expressly for this
work.
A. R. REIN AGLE, Esq., of Oxford, for Tunes 9, 14, 29, 36, 42, 46A,
and 52, the second and last of which are here published for the first time.
HUMPHREY E. Owen, Esq., Mus. Bac., Oxon., for Tune 33.
C. G. VERRINDER, Esq., Mus. Bac., Oxon., for Tune 61.
JAMEs TAylor, Esq., Organist of New College, Oxford, for Tunes 28
and 6o.
J. Baptiste CALKIN, Esq., for Tunes 16, 62, and 66, composed ex
pressly for this work.
iv. PR EFACE.
W. A. BARRETT, Esq., of Magdalen College and St. Mary Hall,

Oxford, for Tunes 22, 27, and 31, all composed expressly for this work.
SAMUEL GEE, Esq., R.A.M., Precentor and Organist of Christ
Church, Clapham, for his Tune 65A.
T. M. GRizelle, Esq., Organist of St. John's College, Oxford, for
Tune 4o.
HAMILTON CLARKE, Esq., Organist of Queen's College, Oxford, for
Tune 45, composed expressly for this work.
W. K. WHEAtley, Esq., Organist of All Saints', Evesham, for
Tune 64B.
To F. Hervey, Esq., for Tune 67.
To Messrs. MASTERs and SoN, for the use of Hymn 21.
And to Messrs. Nelson, Edinburgh, for the use of their arrangement
of Tunes Io and 17.
The Editor has used every endeavour to avoid infringement of
copyright, either in the Hymns or Tunes. Should he, however, by any
chance, have unwittingly erred in respect of the rights of others, he begs to
express his regret. He does not hold himself responsible for the harmonies
of any tunes but his own and those harmonized by him.
The Editor's thanks are especially due to his friends Dr. STAINER and
the Rev. R. HAKING, for valuable assistance; and to Mr. Joseph BARNBY,
for his great kindness in finally revising the proof sheets of the Tunes.
He cannot close this Preface without expressing his gratitude to the
Lord Bishop of Worcester, for allowing this work to be published under
His Lordship's sanction, and he prays that He to whom the meanest work
of man, if done to His glory, is acceptable, may bless this humble effort
for the good of the Church, not only in the Diocese of Worcester, but
throughout the land. -
PREFACE TO THE THIRD EDITION.
HAD the Editor foreseen the important place among the Church
musical publications of the day, that the “Supplemental Hymn and Tune
Book” would take, and the large circulation it would attain, he would have
produced a very different work from the book as originally published.
This he feels it due to himself to place on record. In committing to
the press a third edition, therefore, he answers the demand of the public, but
in doing so he would recall to his readers the claim put forth in his Preface
to the first and second editions, that the work is not to be judged as would
be the result of his studied endeavour to compile a book for congregational
use, or taken as his idea of what a Church Tune-Book ought to be. It is
simply the amplification of a collection of Tunes which had gradually accu
mulated in his hands, and which from their great demand, some for Church
use, others for drawing-room performance (a very different thing) he was
induced to print. To this collection he added others of different styles till
the work assumed its present dimensions.
The Editor cannot sufficiently impress upon those who use this
volume the fact that, not being originally designed for Church use, it
contains various hymns which are not, in his judgment, adapted for public
worship. The settings of these he believes will be found to correspond with
their character as “chamber music.” The greater part, however, both of
the hymns and tunes here given are put forth with confidence as likely to
prove a really valuable supplement to every Congregational Hymn and
Tune Book, and eminently fitted for use in Divine Service.
Having said so much, he commends the third edition of his work to
vi. PREFA CE.
the criticism of musicians, with the conviction that while the “Supplemental
Hymn and Tune Book” contains some Tunes intended chiefly for occasional
performance in the family circle, there will be found others which for solidity,
dignity, melody and grace, are unsurpassed, and which will bear the test of
time for use either in congregational worship or by “Choirs of many skilful
voices.”
And here the Editor cannot resist this opportunity of impressing upon
those of his brother clergy and lay amateurs, who take a real interest in the
cause of Church music, the necessity of resisting the present infatuation for
melodies unsuited to Church use, which are threatening, under the delusion
of thus encouraging “hearty” singing, to destroy the dignity of the musical
service of the sanctuary. It must be borne in mind that the multitudinous
bellow of a secular tune (albeit a lively one) to sacred words, does not argue
heartiness in the sense in which it is the object of Church art to foster it, and
that undignified rapidity does not in any way add to true “spirit” in hymn
singing. The music of our Churches is becoming thoroughly debased by the
almost exclusive adoption of what are called “pretty” tunes, and the frivolous
effusions which greet the ear Sunday after Sunday (in too many cases to
the exclusion of our noble Psalm Tunes), are enough to make a musician
weep. It is an error to suppose that, in order to obtain congregational
singing, recourse must be had to semi-secular melodies, or to those worse
violations of good taste and true reverence (in the shape of adaptations)
which too often find a home in churches where the niceties of worship are
supposed to be most punctiliously studied.
Let it not be supposed, however, that the Editor would for one moment
insinuate that Church musicians and choirmasters are for ever to remain
within the fetters of antiquity, and adhere slavishly to “cut and dry” pro
gressions. On the contrary, he rejoices that our best composers are not only
PR EFA CE. vii.
doing much to preserve from oblivion the rich stores of ancient and more
recent Psalm-Tunes, but are, at the same time, “launching out into the
deep” of music, and developing its undiscovered resources and unknown
beauties.
The Editor trusts that these few remarks will be received in the
spirit in which they are with diffidence offered. If they shall be the means
of directing the minds and energies of the clergy and choirmasters generally
to the subject, he will feel himself rewarded.
In the Appendix to this edition will be found some of our standard
Psalm Tunes, arranged for unison singing with obbligato organ accompani
ment. It is not without some slight hesitation that the Editor has ventured
to introduce in type so great an innovation. And this hesitation does not
proceed from any misgivings as to the legitimacy or advantage of such
rendering, as an alternative to the original harmonies, when the accompa
niments are judicious and scholarly; but from the fear lest the precedent
should open the door to the ambitious efforts of aspiring but unqualified
musicians. The Editor, however, feels that in the hands of such composers
as those to whom he is indebted for the arrangements in his Appendix, this
mode of executing our Psalm and Hymn Tunes (both old and new) will
prove, for congregational worship, a useful and pleasing variety.
In conclusion, he must express his thanks to
The Lord Bishop of Lincoln (Dr. WoRDsworth) for the use of Hymn
90, from the “Holy Year.”
His friend the Rev. John Ellerton for the use of his Hymns (Nos.
81, 87, 89 and 92), as well as for his kind assistance in drawing up the
Index of Authors, which adds so much to the value of the work.
His friend the Rev. A. EUBULE Eva Ns for his Hymns (Nos. 7o,
8o and 88).
viii. PREFACE.
The Rev. F. Pott for the use of his Hymn (No. 76).
The Rev. Dr. BonAR for his Hymn (No. 82).
Mrs. Hogg, daughter of the late Henry FRANcis Lyte, for the use
of his Hymn (No. 69).
Messrs. Novello, Ewer and Co. for the use of the words of Hymns
(Nos. 68 and 91).
The Religious Tract Society for permission to use Mr. JAMEs
EDMEston's beautiful Hymn (No. 75).
Messrs. BURNs, OATEs and Co. for the use of Hymn 86, as well as for
Tunes 77,78 and 48 in the Addenda.
Mr. CHARLEs Fox for permission to print Mrs. SARAH Flower
ADAMs's Hymn (No. 72).
His thanks are also tendered to the Rev. WILLIAM MERCER for the use
of Tune 72, from his scholarly “ Oxford Edition” of the “Church Psalter
and Hymn Book.”
John Goss, Esq., for his masterly settings (Nos. 69 and 75).
Edward J. Hopkins, Esq., for Tunes 89, 92, and 45 in the Addenda.
JAMEs TURLE, Esq., for Tune 76.
Dr. STEGGALL for Tune 87.
FREDERIck Westlake, Esq., for Tune 78.
His friends, J. BAPTISTE CALKIN, Esq., for his Tunes and arrangements
(Nos. 70, 81, 83, 84 and 86).
C. G. VERRINDER for his Tune (No. 79).
Dr. John STAINER for his composition (No. 7 1).
Messrs. JAMEs Nisbet and Co. for their kind permission to use any of
the Tunes and Arrangements in their admirable book “Psalms and Hymns
for Divine Worship,”—of which permission he has availed himself by inserting
Tunes 73 and 8ob.
PR EFACE. ix.
John C. WARD, Esq., for his Tunes (Nos. 9o and 91).

The Rev. Thomas DARLING for his kindness in permitting him to insert
Dr. STEGGALL's Tune 85 from “Hymns for the Church of England,” a tune
which the Editor ventures to think is one of the finest of modern date.
“Last, but not least,” to his friend, ARTHUR S. Sullivan, Esq., for
his splendid setting of “The strain upraise” (No. 68), and his masterly
arrangement of “St. Ann's" (No. 74).
It only remains for the Editor to add, that he has endeavoured, in this
Appendix, to avoid infringing in any way on the copyright property of
others. Should he, however, have unintentionally transgressed in this respect,
he hereby begs to offer his apologies.
LIST OF HYMNS FOR SPECIAL SEASONS
AND OCCASIONS.
MoRNING 5, 52
Eve NING 34, 53, 67
,, (after Service) 75, 87, 89
SUNDAY 90
ADv ENT I, 22, 71, 73
CHRISTMAS lo, 23, 38, 5 I
NEw YEAR 14, 47, 48
EPIPHANY 27, 42
LENT 70, 82, 84
Holy WEEK AND Good FRIDAY 7, 15, 19, 29, 35, 4o
46, 55
EASTER . I 2, 24, 76, 8 I, 91
Ascension 37, 5o, 62
WHITsUNTIDE I3
TRINITY SUNDAY 31, 56
SAINTs’ DAYs 2
6, 32, 39, 59, 74, 78
Holy CoMMUNIon 4, 58, 93
FUNERAL 92
Missions 25, 79
CHILDREN's SERVICES 2 I, 36, 49
INDEX OF FIRST LINEs.
HYMN HYMN
According to Thy gracious word 4. Much in sorrow, oft in woe - . 63

All my heart this night rejoices 5I Nearer, my God, to Thee . - . 72
All people that on earth do dwell 83 No change of time shall ever shock. . 33
Almighty God, Thy word is cast 3o No ; not despairingly - - . 82
Angels holy, high and lowly - 2 Not all the blood of beasts . - . 29
Art thou weary, art thou languid . 46 Now is the hour of darkness past . . So
As pants the hart for cooling streams 2O Now Israel may say . - • 54.
As through this wilderness I stray 48 O day of rest and gladness . . - . 9o
Awake, my soul, and with the sun . 52 O God, Thou art my God alone - .. 8
Before Jehovah's awful throne i i O God, our help in ages past - . I4
Beneath Thy Cross I lay me down . 55 O God of Hosts, the mighty Lord . . 43
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 27 O heavenly Jerusalem - - . 78
Calm me, my God, and keep me calm 45 O joyful sound, O glorious hour . . 24
Children of the Heavenly King 36 O render thanks unto the Lord - . 88
Christian, seek not yet repose - I O Thou, Who lendest unto prayer . . . 57
Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly Dove . 13 O Thou, Whose bounty fills my cup . 77
Come, let us join our friends above . 32 O timely happy, timely wise - . 5
Come, O Jesu, to Thy Table 93 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear - . 17
Day of wrath, O day of mourning . 71 Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven . 69
Father, I know that all my life 47 Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise . 89
Forty days and forty nights 84 Saviour, breathe an evening blessing . 75
From Greenland's icy mountains 25 Sing Alleluia forth in duteous praise . 59
From the Cross the blood is falling . 7 Soldiers of Christ, arise - 61
Give thanks to God, for good is He . 6 Sun of my soul | Thou Saviour dear . 53
Glory be to Jesus - - 35 Sweet place, sweet place alone! ... 85
God of the living in Whose eyes . 92 Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go " .. 34
Great Shepherd of Thy ransom'd flock 58 The Bridegroom comes - - , 66
Hark! the herald angels sing - 38 The day of praise is done . - . 87
High let us swell our tuneful notes . 23 The foe behind - - - . 9I
Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty 3I The last long note has sounded - - 22
How bright these glorious spirits shine 26 The roseate hues of early dawn - . 67
How sweet the name of Jesus sounds 9 The Son of God goes forth to war . . 74
I heard the voice of Jesus say 4I The strain upraise of joy and praise . 68
I lay my sins on Jesus 16 The strife is o'er, the battle done . . 76
In the hour of trial. 4o There is a land of pure delight - . 28
Jerusalem the golden 64 There is a fountain filled with blood . I5
Jesu, Refuge of my soul - 44 Thou, Whose Almighty Word - ... 79
Jesu, the very thought of Thee 3 Through all the changing scenes of life . I8
Jesus Christ is ris'n to-day I2 Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess . 65
Jesus holy, undefil’d - 2 i To bless Thy chosen race - • 42
Jesus, Saviour, Son of God - - 49 To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord . . 6o
Lead, kindly Light, amid th’ encircling gloom 86 Upward where the stars are burning . 62
Lo! round the throne a glorious band 39 Welcome, happy morning, age to age shall say 81
Look up, look up, my soul, still higher 8o When I survey the wondrous Cross. • I9
Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven 56 Where high the heavenly temple stands . . . 37
Lord, to Thee alone we turn 7o While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night Io
Love divine, all loves excelling 73
INDEX.
No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of Tune. Composer, or Sourcr. METRE.

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1 | Chriſtian, seek not yet repoſe | William Walſham How | Rodbourne R. Haking ... 7,7,7,6.
2 | Angels holy, high and lowly John Stuart Blackie St. Winifred's Fred. A. Gore Ouſeley |4,4,7,8,8,7.
3 || Jeſu, the very thought of Thee { a hymn º
Edwd. Caſwall, from
to St. Bernard
Sudeley... John Stainer C.M.
4 || According to Thy gracious

word --- ... James Montgomery St. Agatha T. Gambier Parry ... c.m.
5 || O timely happy, timely wiſe ||John Keble ... Otterbourne M. Haydn L.M.
6 Give thanks to God, for

good is He ... ... | F. Rouſe, 1643 (Ps. 136)||Aberdeen R. Brown-Borthwick | 8,7,8,7.
From the Croſs the blood is
8 O falling
God, Thou art my God
--- ... Horatius Bonar Genoa ... oſeph
Joſep Barnby 8,8,7,8,8.7.
,8,7,8,8,7
alone --- ... James Montgomery Eton C. H. H. Parry L.M.
9 |How ſweet the name of Jeſus

ſounds --- .., | John Newton ... St. Peter's A. R. Reinagle C. Me
1o | While ſhepherds watch'd

their flocks by night ... Anon. 18th century (?) | Salzburg M. Haydn . . . . C.M.
11 || Beſore Jehovah's awful throne Watts (rev. by C. Weſley) Stanton Court ... R. Brown-Borthwick | L.M.
12 || Jeſus Chriſt is riſ'n to-day... f; Littleton H. M. F. ... 7,4,7,4,7,4,7,4-
13 || Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly

Dove --- ... I Simon Browne Highnam ... Th. Gambier Parry ... L.M.
14 || O God, our help in ages paſt || Iſaac Watts ... Hawley... . A. R. Reinagle c. M.
15 There is a fountain filled with

blood -- ... William Cowper Weſtminſter ... James Turle . . . . C.M.
16 I lay my fins on Jeſus , ... Horatius Bonar Moſcow ... J. Baptiſte Calkin ... . d.s.M.
17 | O'twas a joyſul ſound to hear || Tate and Brady Dreſden ... | Melch. Teſchner, 1613 | c.M.
18 || Through all the changing
ſcenes of life ... ... Tate and Brady Gretton " ... R. Brown-Borthwick | c.m.
19 When I ſurvey the wondrous
Croſs --- ... l Iſaac Watts ... Dumbleton ... R. Brown-Borthwick | L.M.
zo | As pants the hart for cooling
ſtreams - ... Tate and Brady's Pſalter Holy Trinity . . Joſeph Barnby C. M.
21 || Jeſus holy, undefil’d --- {

“E.” Hymns for
Infant
1854
sº Ferrier ... ... J. B. Dykes ... 7,7,7,7-
22 || The laſt long notehas ſounded Honº Bonar ...] Kelſo ... ... W. A. Barrett ... 7,6,7,7,7,6,
23 | High let us ſwell our tuneful
notes --- ... Philip Doddridge ... Tenbury ... John Hampton C.M.
24 |O joyful ſound, O glorious

hour --- ... Thomas Kelly St. Auguſtine Joſeph Barnby 8,8,6,8,8,6.
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IN DEx.
No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of TUNE. Composer, or Source. METRE.
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Reginald Heber - {...} (B) J. S. Sidebotham } 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6.
26
How
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ousbright
ſpirits theſe
ſhine glori-
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} { Isaac Watts and

Willam Cameron } St. Aſaph --- {.Giornovichi, har
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} C.M.
27 | Brighteſt and beſt of the ſons

of the morning ... Reginald Heber St. Laura W. A. Barrett ... I I I, Io, I I, Io.
28 || There is a land of pure delight | Iſaac Watts ... Bredon ... ... James Taylor . . . . C.M.
29 || Not all the blood of beaſts... Iſaac Watts. .. Ben Rhydding ... A. R. Reinagle ... s.M.
30 || Almighty God, Thy word is
caſt ... --- ... John Cawood Moredon R. Haking C.M.
31 || Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God

Almighty ... ... Reginald Heber ... St. Lawrence ... W. A. Barrett II, I2, I2, Io.
32 || Come, let us join our friends
above --- ... Charles Weſley ... l Paſſion ... Arr. by J. S. Bach ... c.M.
33 | No change of time ſhall ever
ſhock --- ... Tate and Brady Magdalen ... Humphrey E. Owen... L.M.
34 || Sweet Saviour, bleſs us ere
we go --- ... | Frederick William Faber | Beniſon --- , 1707 ... 8,8,8,8,8,8.
35 | Glory be to Jesus -- {*:: § (from } North Coates ... T. R. Matthews ... 6,5,6,5.
36 Children of the heavenly King | John Cennick ... I Lancaſter ... A. R. Reinagle 7,7,737.
37 Where high the heavenly
temple ſtands ... ... | Michael Bruce, d. 1767 || St. Andrew's ... Har. by J. Stainer L.M.
38 || Hark! the herald angels fing | Charles Weſley ... Bethlehem ... J. B. Dykes 757,737,7,7,7,7-
39 Lo round the throne a glo-|ſ Rwld. Hill (1783) &
rious band ... ... l Thos. Cotterill ( ...) Iſlay ... ... | R. Brown-Borthwick | L.M.
4o | In the hour of trial ... James Montgomery St. Fabian ... T. M. Grizelle ... 6,5,6,5,6,5,6,5-
41 | I heard the voice of Jeſus ſay Horatius Bonar ... Flenſburg ... Spohr ... D.C. M.
42 || To bleſs Thy choſen race ... Tate and Brady Moccas... ... A. R. Reinagle ... I S.M.
43 O mighty
God ofLordHoſts, the Tate and
d Brad
Brady
- --- {{...,
Evans (A)
(B) ...|R. Brown-Borthwick)|ex.
... Walter Leigh } -swi
44 || Jeſu, Refuge of my ſoul ... Charles Weſley St. Cyril ... R. Haking 7,757,737,7,7,7-
45 | Calm me, my God, and keep
me calm --- ... I Horatius Bonar ... I Eveſham ... J. Hamilton Clarke... c.M.
46 || Art thou weary, art thou
languid 2 º, --- { John
tº:Maſon, Neale,
the
) | Dunedin
St. sabbas (A)) ...|
t; A. R.
... T. Reinagle
L. Jenner } 8,5,8,3.
47 | Father, I know that all my life Anna Laetitia Waring ... Slingſby J. B. Dykes 8,6,8,6,8,6.
48 *...**
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this wilderneſs I John
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Tersteegen
. John Stainer ... I L.M.
49 || Jeſus, Saviour, Son of God | Bickersteth's Coll. Pruen ... ... Fred. A. Gore Ouſeley 7,7,7,7-
5o | Now is the hour of darkneſs
paſt... --- ... Iſaac Watts (1709) ... Berlin ... Har. by Sebaſtian Bach | L.M.
- - Catherine Wink
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Gerhardt, 1651)
... ...|r ºr nºvº sº.
52 || Awake, my ſoul, and with the
ſun ... --- ... Thomas Ken, 1709 Leigh ... A. R. Reinagle L.M.
INDEX.
No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of Tune. Composer, or Source. METRE.
53 Sun of my ſoul | Thou Sa

viour dear ... ... John Keble ... ... | Didbrook R. Brown-Borthwick | L.M.
From Marot and
54. Now Iſrael may ſay
eneath Thy Croſs I lay
--- {º}
-
William
-
Williams
Old 124th --- { 3. ...}
eneva, 1562
4,6,4,6,4,6,4,6,4,6,
55 {" me . { from the weifi.” Wareham ... W. Knapp, 1768 L.M.
56 Lord, Thy glory fills the

heaven ... Richard Mant
--- ... St. Hilda Joſeph Barnby 8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7.
57 O Thou Who lendeſt unto
prayer ... John Macray
--- Clinton C. H. H. Parry C.M.
58 Great Shepherd of Thy ran

ſom'd flock ... .., | Robert Hall Baynes Exeter ... C. H. H. Parry L.M.
59 { Sing Alleluia forth in

it: praiſe -- {{... #: }
ohn Ellerton (from -
Alleluia ... Joſeph Barnby Io, Io,7.
6o To celebrate Thy praiſe, O

Lord --- ... | Tate and Brady La Spezia ... James Taylor C.M.,
61 Soldiers of Christ, ariſe Charles Weſley St. Giles’ ... . C. G. Verrinder 8.M.
62 Upward where the ſtars are
burning --- ... | Horatius Bonar ... I Bonar ... ... J. Baptiſte Calkin ... 8,8,7,8,8,7.
Henry Kirke White,
63 Much in ſorrow, oft in woe { and Fanny Fuller
Maitland
| Vienna... ... Arr. by J. Turle ... 7,7,7,7.
64 Jeruſalem the golden { John Maſon Neale,

jºr of
Chriſt Church (A)
Jeruſalem (B) (A) | Samuel Gee
W. K. Wheatley } 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6.
65 Thy goodness, Lord, our ſouls

confeſs --- ... | Thomas Gibbons, 1784 || Braemar ... R. Brown-Borthwick | c.M.
66 The Bridegrooin comes ... Horatius Bonar ... I Winchcombe ... J. Baptiſte Calkin 4,6,6,4-
The roſeate hues of early
dawn ... --- ... Cecil Frances Alexander | Caſtle Riſing Frederick Hervey ... D.c.m.
APPENDIX.
HYMN. Author, or Source. CoMposer, or Source. METRE.
The ſtrain upraiſe of joy and praiſe ... John Maſon Neale * Arthur S. Sullivan ... Irregular.
Praiſe, my ſoul, the King of Heaven Henry Francis Lyte, 1834 John Goſs ... 8,7,8,7,7,7.
Lord, to Thee alone we turn ... A. Eubule Evans ... J. Baptiſte Calkin ... 7,7,7,7,7,7,7,7-
W. J. Irons, from
Day of wrath, O day of mourning ... |
Thomas of Ce- } | John Stainer
lano, c. 1230
8,8,8.
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Nearer, my God, to Thee Sarah Flower Adams ... Adapted by John Goſs || 6,4,6,4,6,6,4.
Love divine, all loves excelling Charles Weſley, 1746 ... Arthur S. Sullivan ... 8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7.
The Son of God goes forth to war Reginald Heber ... A. Sullivan, from Croft | c.M.
Saviour, breathe an evening bleſſing ... James Edmeſton ... John Goſs ... |8,7,8,7,8,7,8,7.
The ſtrife is o'er, the battle done Francis Pott, from Latin James Turle ,8,8.4.
O Thou, Whoſe bounty fills my cup ane Crewdſon G. H. --- C.M.
O heavenly Jeruſalem ... |

IſaacWilliams, 1839
(from Latin,
or 18th century)
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Frederick Weſtlake ... d.c.M.
Thou, Whoſe Almighty Word John Marriott, 1816 ... C. G. Verrinder ... 6,6,4,6,6,6,4.
(A) Har. by J. S.
Look up, look up, my ſoul, ſtill higher A. Eubule Evans Bach 8,8,7,8,8,7.
---
- (B) Swiſs Melody

Welcome, happy morning, age
age ſhall ſay ---
No ; not deſpairingly ...

*} { John Ellerton,
from Fortunatus
... Horatius Bonar
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J. Baptiſte Calkin II, II, II, II.
... R. Brown-Borthwick 6,4,6,4,6,6,4.
All people that on earth do dwell {wº *} J. Baptiſte Calkin L.M.
Forty days and forty nights George Hunt Smyttan J. Baptiſte Calkin ... L.M.
Sweet place, ſweet place alone! Samuel Croſſman, 1664 || Charles Steggall ... | 6,6,6,6,4,4,4,4-
Lead, kindly Light, amid th’encirclin
gloom ... --- ... John Henry Newman ... J Baptiſte Calkin ... 10,4,1o,4,1o, Io.
The day of praiſe is don John Ellerton ... Charles Steggall ... 6,6,8,6.
O render thanks unto the Lord A. Eubule Evans R. Brown-Borthwick | 8,7,8,7.
Saviour, again to Thy dear name ... John Ellerton ... E. J. Hopkins Io, Io, Io, Io.
O day of reſt and gladneſs ... Chriſtopher Wordſworth John C. Ward ... 7,6,7,6.
The foe behind, the deep before ... J. M. Neale... John C Ward . . Irregular.
God of the living --- ... John Ellerton ... E. J. Hopkins ... 8,8,8,8,8,8.
Come, O Jeſu, to Thy Table ... R. Brown-Borthwick ... R. Brown-Borthwick | 8,8,7.
ADDENDA.
HYMN. Author, or Source. Composer, or Source.
Calm me, my God, and keep me

calm (No. 45) --- ... (See No. 45). E. I Hopkins.
As thro' this wilderneſs I ſtray (No. 48) (See No. 48). G. H.
Original text of Hymn 69 ... (See No. 69).
Hymn 81 (repeated here for con
venience) ... (See No. 81 .
Original text of Hymns; (See No. 85).
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Christian, seek not yet repose, Listen to thy sorrowing Lord,

Cast thy dreams of ease away; Him thou lovest to obey ;
Thou art in the midst of foes:— It is He Who speaks the word:—
Therefore watch and pray. Therefore watch and pray.
Gird thy heavenly armour on, 'Twas by watching and by prayer,
Wear it ever, night and day; Holy men of olden day
Near thee lurks the evil one :— Won the palms and crowns they wear:—
Therefore watch and pray. Therefore watch and pray.
Watch, for thou thy guard must keep;
Pray, for God must speed thy way:
Narrow is the road and steep :—
Therefore watch and pray. Amen.
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Angels holy, Rock and high land,
High and lowly, Wood and island,
Sing the praises of the Lord! Crag where eagle's pride hath soared,
Earth and sky, all living nature, Mighty mountains purple-breasted,
Man, the stamp of thy Creator, Peaks cloud-cleaving, snowy-crested,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!
Sun and moon bright, Rolling river,

Night and moonlight, Praise Him ever,
Starry temples azure-floored, From the mountain's deep vein poured,
Cloud and rain, and wild wind's madness, Silver fountain clearly gushing,
Sons of God, that shout ſor gladness, Troubled torrent, wildly rushing,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord! Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord l
Ocean hoary Bond and free man,

Tell His glory, Land and sea man,
Cliffs where tumbling seas have roared 1 Earth with peoples wisely stored,
Pulse of waters blithely beating, Wanderer lone o'er prairies ample,
Wave advancing, wave retreating, Full-voiced choir in costly temple,
Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord Praise ye, praise ye, God the Lord!
Praise Him ever,

Bounteous Giver;
Praise Him, Father, Friend, and Lord!
Each glad soul its free course winging,
Each glad voice its free song singing,
Praise the great and mighty Lord.
Amen.
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Jesu, the very thought of Thee

With sweetness fills the breast;
But sweeter far Thy face to see,
And in Thy presence rest.
No voice can sing, no heart can frame,

Nor can the memory find
A sweeter sound than Jesu's Name,
The Saviour of mankind.
O Hope of every contrite heart,

O Joy of all the meek,
To those who fall how kind Thou art,
How good to those who seek
But what to those who find? Ah! this
Nor tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is
None but His loved ones know.
Jesu, our only Joy be Thou,

As Thou our Prize wilt be;
In Thee be all our glory now,
And through eternity. Amen.
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According to Thy gracious Word,

In deep humility,
This will we do, O dying Lord,
We will remember Thee.
Thy Body, broken for our sake,

Our Bread from Heaven shall be ;
The Cup, Thy precious Blood, we take,
And thus remember Thee.
Can we Gethsemane forget 2

Or there Thy Conflict see,
Thine Agony and bloody Sweat,
And not remember Thee?
When to the Cross we turn our eyes,

And gaze on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, our Sacrifice,
We must remember Thee.
To Thee, O Jesu, Light of Light,

All praise and glory be ;
To God the Father Infinite,
And Holy Ghost to Thee. Amen.
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#jumn 5.
Oh! timely happy, timely wise,
Hearts that with rising morn arise !
Eyes that the beam celestial view,
Which evermore makes all things new :
New every morning is the love
Our wakening and uprising prove 1
Through sleep and darkness safely brought,
Restor'd to life, and power, and thought.
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.
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.
We need not bid, for cloister'd cell,
Our neighbour and our work farewell,
Nor strive to wind ourselves too high
For sinful man beneath the sky:
The trivial round, the common task,
Would furnish all we ought to ask;
Room to deny ourselves; a road
To bring us, daily, nearer God.
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. Amen.
Words printed by permission of the late Rev. John Keble.

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#0, 6 A. R. BRowN-BoETHwick.
* Another arrangement of this tune will be found on the next page, which may be sung to every alternate verse.
jumn 6.
*Give thanks to God, for good is He, By Whom the Red Sea parted was :
For mercy hath He ever. For mercy hath He ever.
Thanks to the God of gods give ye: And through its midst made Isr'el pass:
For His grace faileth never. For His grace faileth never.
But Phar'oh and his host did drown
*Thanks give the Lord of lords unto:
Who only wonders great can do: Who through the desert led His own.
*Who by His wisdom made heav'ns To Him great Kings Who overthrew:
For mercy hath He ever. [high: For He hath mercy ever.
Who stretch'd the earth above the sea: Yea, famous Kings in battle slew :
E’en Sihon, King of Amorites:
To Him that made the great lights For He hath mercy ever.
For mercy hath He ever. [shine: And Og the King of Bashanites:
The sun to rule till day decline:
Their land in heritage to have
The moon and stars to rule by night: (For mercy hath He ever)
For mercy hath He ever. His servant Isr'el right He gave :
Who Egypt's first-born kill'd outright: For His grace faileth never.
For His grace faileth never.
In our low state Who on us thought,
And Isr'el brought from Egypt land: For He hath mercy ever.
For mercy hath He ever. And from our foes our freedom
With stretch'd-out arm and with strong wrought :
For His grace faileth never. [hand: For His grace faileth never.
*Who doth all flesh with food relieve :
For He hath mercy ever.
Thanks to the God of heaven give :
For His grace faileth never. Amen.
It has been thought advisable to print the whole of this quaint version (Scotch authorized) of Psalm crxxvi. For
ordinary congregational use, however, the verses marked (*) will suffice. It is introduced here in consequence of its great
popularity in many parts of Scotland, and the acceptance which the tune “Aberdeen" (written expressly for it) has met with
wherever it has been sung.
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jumn 6.
*Give thanks to God, for good is He, By Whom the Red Sea parted was ;
Thanks to the God of gods give ye: And through its midst made Isr'el pass:
*Thanks give the Lord of lords unto: But Phar'oh and his host did drown :
Who only wonders great can do: Who through the desert led His own :
For His grace faileth never. For His grace faileth never,
*Who by His wisdom made heav'ns To Him great Kings Who overthrew:
For mercy hath He ever. [high: For He hath mercy ever.
Who stretch'd the earth above the sea: Yea, famous Kings in battle slew :
To Him that made the great lights E’en Sihon, King of Amorites:
For mercy hath He ever. [shine: And OgHethehath
For mercy ever.
King of Bashanites:
The sun to rule till day decline : For His grace faileth never.
Their land in heritage to have
The moon and stars to rule by night: (For mercy hath He ever)
For mercy hath He ever. His servant Isr'el right He gave :
Who Egypt's first-born kill'd outright: For His grace faileth never.
In our low state Who on us thought,
And Isr'el brought from Egypt land: For He hath mercy ever.
For mercy hath He ever. And from our foes our freedom
With stretch'd-out arm and with strong wrought : -
For His grace faileth never. [hand: For His grace faileth never.
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*Who doth all flesh with food relieve :

For He hath mercy ever.
Thanks to the God of heaven give :
For His grace faileth never. Amen.
It has been thought advisable to print the whole of this quaint version (Scotch authorized) of Psalm crxxvi. For
ordinary congregational use, however, the verses marked (*) will suffice. It is introduced here in consequence of its great
popularity in many parts of Scotland, and the acceptance which the tune “Aberdeen" (written expressly for it) has met with
wherever it has been sung.
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From the Cross the blood is falling,
And to us a voice is calling,
Like a trumpet silver-clear.
'Tis the voice announcing pardon,
It is FINISHED is its burden,
Pardon to the far and near.
Peace that precious blood is sealing,

All our wounds for ever healing,
And removing every load;
Words of peace that voice has spoken,
Peace that shall no more be broken,
Peace between the soul and God.
Love its fulness there unfolding,

Stand we here in joy beholding,
To the exiled sons of men;
Love the gladness past all naming,
Of an open heaven proclaiming,
Love that bids us enter in.
God is love;—we read the writing,

Traced so deeply in the smiting
Of the glorious Surety there.
God Is LIGHT ;—we see it beaming,
Like a heavenly day spring gleaming
So divinely sweet and fair.
Cross of shame, yet tree of glory,
Round thee winds the one great story
Of this ever-changing earth
Centre of the true and holy,
Grave of human sin and folly,
Womb of Nature's second birth. Amen.
(ſtom,
§o. 8. C. H. H. PARRY.
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Early to Thee my soul shall cry; When I remember on my bed,
A pilgrim in a land unknown, Thy presence makes the darkness light,
A thirsty land whose springs are Thy guardian wings are round my
dry. head.
Yet, through this roughand thorny maze Better than life itself Thy love,
I follow hard on Thee, my God; Dearer than all beside to me;
Thine hand unseen upholds my ways, For whom have I in heaven above,
I safely tread where Thou hast Or what on earth, compared with
trod. Thee?
Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice,

For all Thy mercy I will give;
My soul shall still in God rejoice,
My tongue shall bless Thee while I live. Amen.
§o. 9.
Saint peter's Cºunt. A. R. REINAGLE.
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How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds Weak is the effort of my heart,
In a believer's ear! And cold my warmest thought;
It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, But when I see Thee as Thou art,
And drives away his fear. I’ll praise Thee as I ought.
It makes the wounded spirit whole, Till then I would Thy love proclaim
And calms the troubled breast; With every fleeting breath;
'Tis manna to the hungry soul, And may the music of Thy Name
And to the weary rest. Refresh my soul in death.
Dear Namel the rock on which I build,
My shield and hiding-place,
My never failing treasury filled
With boundless stores of grace.
Jesus! my Shepherd, Husband, Friend
My Prophet, Priest, and King,
My Lord, my Life, my Way, mine End
Accept the praise I bring.
Saliburg,
§g, 10. M. HAYDN.
§gmm Io.
While shepherds watch'd their flocks by night,

All seated on the ground,
The angel of the Lord came down,
And glory shone around.
Fear not, said he, (for mighty dread
Had seiz'd their troubled mind),
Glad tidings of great joy I bring
To you and all mankind.
To you, in David's town, this day
Is born of David's line,
The Saviour, who is Christ the Lord;—
And this shall be the sign:
The heavenly Babe you there shall find
To human view display'd,
All meanly wrapt in swathing-bands,
And in a manger laid.
Thus spake the seraph, and forthwith
Appear'd a shining throng
Of angels, praising God, and thus
Address'd their joyful song:
All glory be to God on high,
And to the earth be peace;
Good-will henceforth from heav'n to men
Begin, and never cease. Amen.
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Before Jehovah's awful throne

Ye nations bow with sacred joy;
Know that the Lord is God alone;
He can create and He destroy.
His sovereign power, without our aid,

Made us of clay and form'd us men;
And when, like wandering sheep, we stray'd,
He brought us to His fold again.
We'll crowd Thy gates with thankful songs,

High as the heavens our voices raise;
And earth, with her ten thousand tongues,
Shall fill Thy courts with sounding praise.
Wide as the world is Thy command,

Wast as eternity Thy love;
Firm as a rock Thy truth must stand,
When rolling years shall cease to move.
Amen.
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§o. 12. H. M. F.
#jgmm I2.
Jesus Christ is risen to-day,

Alleluia!
Our triumphant holy day,

Alleluia!
Who did once, upon the Cross,

Alleluia!
Suffer to redeem our loss.
Alleluia!
Hymns of praise then let us sing

Alleluia!
Unto Christ our heavenly King,

Alleluia!
Who endured the Cross and Grave,

Alleluia!
Sinners to redeem and save.
Alleluia!
But the pain which He endured

Alleluia!
Our salvation hath procured;

Alleluia!
Now above the sky He's King,
Alleluia!
Where the angels ever sing.

Alleluia! Amen.
#jigbnam.
§0. 13. Thomas GAMBIER PARRY.
JT
This is now commonly used as a Hymn Tune; but it was originally written as a grace before
dinner, for my children, to these words:—
“We bless Thee for Thy bounty, Lord!
But feed us from Thy heavenly store,
Until we sit around Thy Board, -
Where we shall never hunger more.” T. G. P.

#jgmm 13.
Come, Holy Spirit, heavenly Dove,

My sinful maladies remove;
Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Guide,
O'er every thought and step preside.
The light of truth to me display,
That I may know and choose my way;
Plant holy fear within mine heart,
That I from God may ne'er depart.
Conduct me safe, conduct me far
From every sin and hurtful snare;
Lead me to God, my final Rest,
In His enjoyment to be blest.
Lead me to Christ, the Living Way,
Nor let me from His pastures stray:
Lead me to Heaven, the seat of bliss,
Where pleasure in perfection is.
Lead me to holiness, the road
That I must take to dwell with God;
Lead to Thy Word, that rules must give,
And sure directions how to live.
Lead me to means of grace, where I

May own my wants, and seek supply:
Lead to Thyself, the Spring from whence
To fetch all quickening influence.
Thus I, conducted still by Thee,
Of God a child beloved shall be,
Here to His family pertain,
Hereafter with Him ever reign.
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§o, 14. A. R. REINAGLE.
£gmn 14.
O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home !
Beneath the shadow of Thy throne

Thy saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.
Before the hills in order stood,

Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.
A thousand ages in Thy sight

Are like an evening gone;
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.
Time, like an ever-rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day.
O God, our help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come;
Be Thou our guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home. Amen.
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There is a fountain fill'd with blood
Drawn from Emmanuel's veins;
And sinners, plunged beneath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there would I, as vile as he,
Wash all my sins away.
Dear dying Lamb Thy precious Blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransom'd Church of God
Be saved, to sin no more.
E’er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be till I die.
Then in a nobler, sweeter song,

I'll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.
Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared,
(Unworthy though I be)
For me a blood-bought, free reward,
A golden harp for me:
'Tis strung, and tuned for endless years,
And form'd by power divine,
To sound in God the Father's ears
No other Name but Thine. Amen.
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I lay my sins on Jesus,
All fulness dwells in Him;
He heals all my diseases,
He doth my soul redeem.
I lay my griefs on Jesus,
My burdens and my cares;
He from them all releases,
He all my sorrows shares.
III.
I rest my soul on Jesus,
This weary soul of mine;
His right hand me embraces,
I on His breast recline.
I love the name of Jesus,
Immanuel, Christ the Lord ;
Like fragrance on the breezes,
His name abroad is poured
IV. -
I long to be like Jesus,

Meek, loving, lowly, mild;
I long to be like Jesus,
The Father's holy child;
I long to be with Jesus,
Amid the heavenly throng,
To sing with saints His praises,
To learn the angel's song. Amen.
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#jumn 17.
O'twas a joyful sound to hear

Our tribes devoutly say,
Up, Israel, to the temple haste,
And keep your festal day.
At Salem's courts we must appear
With our assembled pow'rs,
In strong and beauteous order rang'd,
Like her united tow’rs.
'Tis thither, by divine command,

The tribes of God repair,
Before His ark to celebrate
His Name with praise and pray’r.
Tribunals stand erected there,
Where equity takes place;
There stand the courts and palaces
Of royal David's race.
C pray we then for Salem's peace,
For they shall prosp'rous be,
(Thou holy city of our God!)
Who bear true love to Thee.
May peace within Thy sacred walls

A constant guest be found,
With plenty and prosperity
Thy palaces be crown'd. Amen.
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Thro' all the changing scenes of life,

In trouble and in joy,
The praises of my God shall still
My heart and tongue employ.
O magnify the Lord with me,
With me exalt His Name;
When in distress to Him I call’d,
He to my rescue came.
The hosts of God encamp around
The dwellings of the just;
Deliv'rance he affords to all
Who on His succour trust.
O make but trial of His love,

Experience will decide,
How bless'd they are, and only they,
Who in his truth confide.
Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then

Have nothing else to fear;
Make you His service your delight,
Your wants shall be His care.
While hungry lions lack their prey,

The Lord will food provide
For such as put their trust in Him,
And see their needs supplied. Amen.
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When I survey the wondrous Cross,

On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain Í count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,

Save in the death of Christ, my God;
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to His blood.
See from His Head, His Hands, His Feet,

Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown
Were the whole realm of nature mine,

That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so Divine,
Demands my life, my soul, my all.
To Him Who gave His Son to die,

To Him Whose Dying bids me live,
To Him, the Spirit blest, will I
My heart, my life, my spirit give. Amen.
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§c. 20. J. BARNEY.
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As pants the hart for cooling streams, Why restless, why cast down, my soul,
When heated in the chase : Trust God, who will employ
So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, His aid for thee, and change those sighs
And Thy refreshing grace. To thankful hymns of joy.
For Thee, my God, the living God, To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost
My thirsty soul doth pine; The God whom we adore,
O when shall I behold Thy face, Be glory; as it was, is now,
Thou Majesty divine! And shall be evermore. Amen.
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Jesus, holy, undefiled, - Make me, Lord, obedient, mild,

Listen to a little child, As becomes a little child;
Thou hast sent the glorious light, All day long, in every way,
Chasing far the silent night. Teach me what to do and say.
Thou hast sent the sun to shine Help me never to forget
O'er this glorious world of Thine, That in Thy great book is set
Warmth to give, and pleasant glow, All that children think and say
On each tender flower below. For the awful Judgment Day.
Now the little birds arise, Let me never say a word
Chirping gaily in the skies; That will make Thee angry, Lord,
Thee their tiny voices praise, Help me so to live in love,
In the early songs they raise. As Thine Angels do above.
Thou by whom the birds are fed, Make me, Lord, in work and play,
Give to me my daily bread; Thine more truly every day
And Thy Holy Spirit give, And when Thou at last shalt come,
Without Whom I cannot live. Take me to Thy heavenly home.
Amen.
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The dead from dust to call; By yon sky-filling blast;
The sinner stands confounded, Earth's year of grace is ended,
With fear on fear surrounded, He Who in clouds ascended,
As by a sea unbounded, Now, with heaven's hosts attended,
Before the Judge of all. Returns, returns at last.
No longer now delaying Cease, man, thy God-defying,
The hour of dreaded doom, Cease thy best Friend to grieve
No more the sentence staying, Cease, man, thy self-relying;
No more the Cross displaying, Flee from endless dying;
In wrath His throne arraying, Swiftly thy time is flying;
The Judge, the Judge has come. Embrace the Son and live!
What wild shrill voice of mourning Give up the vain endeavour

Comes up from hill and plain To healthy wounds and woes ;
Dark spirits, pardon scorning, He is of life the Giver,
Proud hearts,long mercy spurning, And from His Cross the river
Bold rebels, deaf to warning, Which quenches thirst for ever
Now cry, but cry in vain! All freely to thee flows.
With gush, and gleam, and singing,
See the bright fountain rise.
For thee that fount is springing,
To thee its gladness bringing ;
Why then so madly clinging
To vanity and lies 2
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§0. 23, J. HAMPTon.
#jumn 23.
High let us swell our tuneful notes,

And join th’ angelick throng,
For angels no such love have known,
T' awake a cheerful song.
Good-will to sinful men is shown,

And peace on earth is given;
For, lo l th’ incarnate Saviour comes
With messages from heaven.
Justice and grace, with sweet accord,

His rising beams adorn;
Let heav'n and earth in concert join,
To us a Child is born.
Glory to God in highest strains,

In highest worlds be paid;
His glory by our lips proclaim’d,
And by our lives display'd.
When shall we reach those blissful realms

Where Christ exalted reigns;
And learn of the celestial choir
Their own immortal strains 2 Amen.
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#jpmn 24.
O joyful sound ! O glorious hour !
The Saviour, by Almighty pow'r,
Revives and leaves the grave.
In all His works behold Him great!
Before, almighty to create;
Almighty now to save.
The First-begotten from the dead

Behold Him rise, His people's Head,
To make their life secure.
They too, like Him, shall yield their breath,
Like Him shall burst the bands of death;
Their resurrection sure.
Why should His people fear the grave?

Since He, who died their souls to save,
Will raise their bodies too:
What though their earthly house shall fail,
Almighty power will yet prevail,
To build it up anew.
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God Whom heaven's triumphant host
And saints on earth adore,
Be glory, as in ages past,
As it now is, and so shall last
When time shall be no more. Amen.
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FROM Greenland's icy mountains,
From India's coral strands,
Where Afric's sunny fountains
Roll down their golden sands;
From many an ancient river,
From many a palmy plain,
They call us to deliver
Their land from error's chain.
What though the spicy breezes

Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle,
Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile !
In vain with lavish kindness
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Can we whose souls are lighted

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Can we to men benighted
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Salvation, oh, salvation'
The joyful sound proclaim,
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Has learnt Messiah's Name.
Waft, waft, ye winds, His story,

And you, ye waters roll;
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till, o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign. Amen.
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What though the spicy breezes

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Though every prospect pleases,
And only man is vile !
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The gifts of God are strown,
The heathen, in his blindness,
Bows down to wood and stone.
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With wisdom from on high,
Can we to men benighted
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The joyful sound proclaim,
Till earth's remotest nation
Has learnt Messiah's Name.
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And you, ye waters roll;
Till, like a sea of glory,
It spreads from pole to pole;
Till, o'er our ransomed nature
The Lamb for sinners slain,
Redeemer, King, Creator,
In bliss returns to reign. Amen.
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How bright these glorious spirits shine !

Whence all their white array ?
How came they to the blissful seats
Of everlasting day ?
Lo! these are they from sufferings great,
Who came to realms of light;
And in the blood of Christ have wash'd
Those robes, which shine so bright.
Now, with triumphant palms, they stand
Before the throne on high,
And serve the God they love, amidst
The glories of the sky.
His presence fills each heart with joy,
Tunes every mouth to sing ;
By day, by night, the sacred courts
With loud Hosannas ring.
Hunger and thirst are felt no more,
Nor suns with scorching ray;
God is their Sun, whose cheering beams
Diffuse eternal day.
The Lamb, Which dwells amidst the throne,
Shall o'er them still preside,
Feed them with nourishment divine,
And all their footsteps guide.
In pastures green He'll lead His flock
Where living streams appear;
And God the Lord from every eye
Shall wipe off every tear.
Glory to Thee, bless'd Three in One,
The God Whom we adore ;
As was, and is, and shall be done,
When time shall be no more. Amen.
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Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid;
Star of the east, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Cold on His cradle the dew-drops are shining;

Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall :
Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining,
Maker, and Monarch, and Saviour of all.
Say, shall we yield Him, in costly devotion,

Odours of Edom, and offerings divine,
Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean,
Myrrh from the forest, or gold from the mine 2 –
Vainly we offer each ample oblation;

Vainly with gifts would His favour secure;
Richer by far is the heart's adoration;
Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor.
Brightest and best of the sons of the morning,

Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid,
Star of the east, the horizon adorning,
Guide where our infant Redeemer is laid.
Amen.
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There is a land of pure delight, O could we make our doubts remove,

Where saints immortal reign, Those gloomy doubts that rise,
Infinite day excludes the night, And see the Canaan that we love
And pleasures banish pain. With unbeclouded eyes;
Could we but climb where Moses stood,
There everlasting spring abides, And view the landscape o'er,
And never-withering flowers; Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold
Death, like a narrow sea, divides flood
This heavenly land from ours. Should fright us from the shore.
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Not all the blood of beasts, My faith would lay her hand
On Jewish altars slain, On that dear Head of Thine,
Could give the guilty conscience peace, While like a penitent I stand,
Or wash away the stain. And there confess my sin.
But Christ, the Heavenly Lamb, My soul looks back to see
Takes all our sins away; The burdens Thou didst bear,
A sacrifice of nobler name When hanging on th’ accursed tree,
And richer blood than they. And hopes her guilt was there.
Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice,
And sing His dying love. Amen.
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§g. 30. R. HARING.
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Almighty God! Thy word is cast

Like seed upon the ground:
Oh! may it grow in humble hearts,
And righteous fruits abound.
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.
Let not the world's deceitful cares

The rising plant destroy,
But may it in converted minds
Produce the fruits of joy.
Let not Thy word so kindly sent

To raise us to Thy Throne
Return to Thee, and sadly tell
That we reject Thy Son.
Great God! come down, and on Thy Word

Thy mighty power bestow;
That all who hear the joyful sound
Thy saving grace may know. Amen.
Št, ºaturemte,
§0. 31. W. A. BARRETT.
#jumn 31.
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord God Almighty

Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee:
Holy, Holy, Holy 1 merciful and mighty;
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!
Holy, Holy, Holy all the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee,
Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.
Holy, Holy, Holy! though the darkness hide Thee,

-Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
Only Thou art Holy : there is none beside Thee
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.
Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty

All Thy works shall praise Thy Name, in earth, and sky, and sea :
Holy, Holy, Holy 1 merciful and mighty;
God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity Amen.
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Come, let us join our friends above
Who have obtained the prize;
And on the eagle wings of love,
To joys celestial rise.
Let all the saints terrestrial sing,
With those to glory gone;
For all the servants of our King,
On earth and heaven are one.
One family, we dwell in Him;
One Church, above, beneath ;
Though now divided by the stream,
The narrow stream of death.
One army of the living God,
To His command we bow;
Part of His host have passed the flood
And part are crossing now.
Ten thousand to their endless home
This solemn moment fly:
And we are to the margin come,
And we expect to die.
E’en now by faith we join our hands
With those that went before ;
And greet the blood-besprinkled bands
On the eternal shore.
Our spirits too shall quickly join,
Like theirs with glory crowned,
And shout to see our Captain's sign,
To hear His trumpet sound.
Be Thou, O God, our constant guide,
And when the word is given,
Thou, Lord of Hosts, the waves divide,
And land us all in heaven. Amen.
#lagbalem.
§Io. 33. HUMPHREY E. Owen.
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§umm 33.
No change of times shall ever shock

. My firm affection, Lord, to Thee:
For Thou hast always been my rock.
A fortress and defence to me.
Thou my deliv'rer art, my God,

My trust is in Thy mighty power:
Thou art my shield from foes abroad,
At home my safeguard and my tower.
To Thee I will address my prayer,

To whom all praise we justly owe ;
So shall I, by Thy watchful care,
Be guarded from my treach'rous foe.
To heaven I made my mournful prayer,

To God address'd my humble moan;
Who graciously inclined His ear,
And heard me from His loftly throne.
Amen.
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Sweet Saviour, bless us ere we go; Do more than pardon, give us joy,
Thy word into our minds instil; Sweet fear, and sober liberty,
And make our lukewarm hearts to glow And simple hearts without alloy
With lowly love and fervent will. That only long to be like Thee.
Through life's long day and death's dark Through life's long day and death's dark
O gentle Jesus, be our Light, [night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. [night,
The Day is gone, its hours have run, Labour is sweet, for Thou hast toiled ;
And Thou hast taken count of all, And care is light, for Thou has cared;
The scanty triumphs grace hath won, Ah! never let our works be soiled
The broken vow, the frequent fall. With strife, or by deceit ensnared,
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. [night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. [night,
Grant us, dear Lord, from evil ways For all we love, the poor, the sad,
True absolution and release ; The sinful, unto Thee we call ;
And bless us, more than in past days, O let Thy mercy make us glad :
With purity and inward peace. Thou art our Jesus, and our All.
O gentle Jesus, be our Light. [night, O gentle Jesus, be our Light. [night.
Amen.
§orth Coates,
§g. 35. T. R. MATTHEws.
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Glory be to Jesus, Abel's blood for vengeance

Who, in bitter pains, Pleaded to the skies;
Poured for me the life-blood But the Blood of Jesus
From His sacred veins ! For our pardon cries.
Grace and life eternal Oft as it is sprinkled
In that Blood I find, On our guilty hearts,
Blest be His compassion Satan in confusion
Infinitely kind Terror-struck departs;
Blest through endless ages Oft as earth exulting
Be the precious stream, Wafts its praise on high,
Which from endless torments Angel-hosts rejoicing
Did the world redeem Make their glad reply.
Lift ye then your voices;
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder
Praise the precious Blood.
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As ye journey, sweetly sing; Zion's city is in sight:
Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, There our endless home shall be,
Glorious in His works and ways 1 There our Lord we soon shall see.
We are travelling home to God, Fear not, brethren; joyful stand

In the way the Fathers trod; On the borders of your land;
They are happy now ; and we Jesus Christ, your Father's Son,
Soon their happiness shall see. Bids you undismayed go on.
O ye banish'd seed, be glad | Lord! obediently we go,
Christ our Advocate is made; Gladly leaving all below:
Us to save, our flesh assumes; Only Thou our Leader be,
Brother to our souls becomes. And we still will follow Thee!
Shout, ye little flock, and blest! Seal our love, our labours end ;
You on Jesus' Throne shall rest; Let us to Thy bliss ascend;
There your seat is now prepared, Let us to Thy kingdom come ;
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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.
He, Who for men their Surety stood,
And poured on earth His precious Blood,
Pursues in Heaven His mighty plan,
The Saviour and the Friend of man.
Though now ascended up on high,

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Partaker of the human name,
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Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains
A fellow-feeling of our pains;
And still remembers in the skies
His tears, His agonies, and cries.
In every pang that rends the heart
The Man of Sorrows had a part;
He sympathises with our grief,
And to the sufferer sends relief.
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Peace on earth, and mercy mild, Late in time behold Him come,
God and sinners reconciled. Offspring of a Virgin's womb.
Joyful, all ye nations, rise, Veiled in flesh the Godhead see 1
Join the triumph of the skies; Hail, the Incarnate Deity
With the angelic hosts proclaim Pleased as Man with man to dwell
Christ is born in Bethlehem. Jesus, our Emmanuel.
Hark! the herald-angels sing Hark! the herald-angels sing
Glory to the new-born King. Glory to the new-born King.
Hail, the heaven-born Prince of Peace!
Hail, the Sun of Righteousness
Light and Life to all He brings,
Risen with healing in His wings.
Mild He lays His glory by,
Born that man no more may die,
Born to raise the sons of earth,
Born to give them second birth.
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Nor, for fear or favour,
Suffer me to fall.
With forbidden pleasures

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Sorrow, toil, and woe:
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On my path below;
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Fail Thy Hand to see;
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Cast my care on Thee.
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Fraught with strife and pain;
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To Eternal Life. Amen.
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pp. I heard the voice of Jesus say,
creſ. Come unto Me and rest;
Lay down, thou weary one, lay down
Thy head upon my breast.
I came to Jesus as I was,
pp. Weary and worn and sad,
crew. I found in Him a resting-place,
F.F. And He has made me glad.
I heard the voice of Jesus say,

Behold, I freely give
The living water, thirsty one,
Stoop down, and drink, and live.
I came to Jesus, and I drank
Of that life-giving stream;
My thirst was quenched, my soul revived,
And now I live in Him.
I heard the voice of Jesus say,

cres. I am this dark world's light,
creſ. Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise,
And all thy day be bright.
pp. I looked to Jesus and I found
creſ. In Him, my Star, my Sun;
c?"es. And in that light of life I'll walk,
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To bless Thy chosen race, Let diffring nations join

In mercy, Lord, incline; To celebrate Thy fame;
And cause the brightness of Thy face Let all the world, O Lord, combine
On all Thy saints to shine. To praise Thy glorious Nmae.
That so Thy wondrous way O let them shout and sing

May through the world be known, With joy and pious mirth,
Whilst distant lands their tribute pay, For Thou, the righteous Judge and
And thy salvation own. Shalt govern all the earth. [King,
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O God of hosts, the mighty Lord, O Lord, the mighty God of hosts,
How lovely is the place, My just request regard;
Where.Thou, enthron'dinglory, show'st Thou God of Jacob, let my pray'r
The brightness of Thy face Be still with favour heard.
My longing soul faints with desire For in Thy courts one single day
To view Thy blest abode; 'Tis better to attend,
My panting heart and flesh cry out Than, Lord, in any place besides
For Thee, the living God. A thousand days to spend.
O Lord of Hosts, my King and God,Much rather in God's house will I
How highly blest are they, The meanest office take,
Who in Thy Temple always dwell, Than in the wealthy tents of sin
And there Thy praise display ! My pompous dwelling make.
Thricehappythey,whosechoicehasTheefor God, Who is our sun and shield,
Their sure protection made ; Will grace and glory give;
Who long to tread the sacred ways And no good thing will He withhold
That to Thy dwelling lead! From them that justly live.
Thou God, Whom heav'nly hosts obey,
How highly blest is he,
Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd,
Is still repos'd on Thee! Amen.
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How lovely is the place, 'Tis better to attend,
Where Thou, enthron'd in glory, show'st Than, Lord, in any place besides
The brightness of Thy face A thousand days to spend.
My longing soul faints with desire Much rather in God's house will I
To view Thy blest abode; The meanest office take,
My panting heart and flesh cry out Than in the wealthy tents of sin
For Thee, the living God. My pompous dwelling make.
O Lord of Hosts, my King and God, For God, Who is our sun and shield,
How highly blest are they, Will grace and glory give;
Who in Thy Temple always dwell, And no good thing will He withhold
And there Thy praise display ! From them that justly live.
Thrice happy they,whose choicehasThee Thou God, Whom heav'nly hosts obey,
Their sure protection made; How highly blest is he,
Who long to tread the sacred ways Whose hope and trust, securely plac'd,
That to Thy dwelling lead! Is still repos'd on Thee!
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Jesu, refuge of my soul,
Let me to Thy Bosom fly,
While the gathering waters roll,
While the tempest still is high:
Hide me, O my Saviour, hide,
Till the storm of life be past;
Safe into the haven guide,
O receive my soul at last.
Other refuge have I none;
Hangs my helpless soul on Thee:
Leave, ah! leave me not alone,
Still support and comfort me.
All my trust on Thee is stayed,
All my help from Thee I bring f
Cover my defenceless head
With the shadow of Thy wing.
Plenteous grace with Thee is found,
Grace to cleanse from every sin;
Let the healing streams abound,
Make and keep me pure within;
Thou of Life the Fountain art,
Freely let me take of Thee;
Spring Thou up within my heart,
Rise to all eternity. Amen.
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#jymm 45.
Calm me, my God, and keep me calm,
While these hot breezes blow ;
Be like the night-dew's cooling balm
Upon earth's fevered brow!
Soft resting on Thy breast;
Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm,
And bid my spirit rest.
Let thine outstretched wing,
Be like the shade of Elim's palm
Beside her desert-spring.
Yes; keep me calm, though loud and rude
The sounds my ear that greet;
Calm in the closet's solitude,
Calm in the bustling street;
Calm in the hour of buoyant health,
Calm in my hour of pain;
Calm in my poverty or wealth,
Calm in my loss or gain;
Calm in the sufferance of wrong,
Like Him Who bore my shame;
Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng,
Who hate Thy holy Name;
Calm when the great world's news with power
My listening spirit stif:
Let not the tidings of the hour
E'er find too fond an ear:
Calm as the ray of sun or star

Which storms assail in vain,
Moving unruffled through earth's war
Th' eternal calm to gain! Amen.
Another Tune to this Hymn will be found in the Appendix.
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Art thou weary, art thou languid? If I find Him, if I follow,

Art thou sore distrest ? What His guerdon here 2
“Come to Me, saith One, and coming “Many a sorrow, many a labour,
Be at rest l” Many a tear.”
Hath. He marks to lead me to Him, If I still hold closely to Him,

If He be my guide : What hath He at last 2
“In His feet and Hands are Wound- “Sorrow vanquish'd, labour ended,
And His Side.” [prints Jordan past !”
Is there diadem, as Monarch, If I ask Him to receive me,

That His Brow adorns 2 Will He say me nay ?
“Yea, a Crown, in very surety, “Not till earth, and not till heaven
But of Thorns !” Pass away !” Amen.
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Art thou sore distrest ? What His guerdon here
“Come to Me, saith One, and coming “Many a sorrow, many a labour,
Be at rest l” Many a tear.”
Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If I still hold closely to Him,
If He be my guide? What hath He at last 2
“In His feet and hands are wound- “Sorrow vanquish'd, labour ended,
And His side.” [prints Jordan past!”
Is there diadem, as Monarch, If I ask Him to receive me,
That His brow adorns 2 Will He say me nay ?
“Yea, a crown, in very surety, “Not till earth, and not till heaven
But of thorns !” Pass away !” Amen.
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Father! I know that all my life My God, I ask for daily strength,
Is portion'd out for me, To none that ask denied,
The changes that will surely come A mind to blend with outward life,
I do not fear to see; While keeping at Thy side,
I ask Thee for a subject mind, Content to fill a little space,
Intent on pleasing Thee. If Thou be glorified.
I ask Thee for a thoughtful love, *And if some things I do not ask
Through constant watching wise, Thy will allots to me,
To meet the glad with joyful smiles Still be my spirit fill'd the more
To wipe the weeping eyes – With grateful love to Thee,
A heart at leisure from itself, And careful less to serve Thee much,
To soothe and sympathise. Than please Thee perfectly.
I would not have the restless will *Briars beset my every path,
That hurries to and fro, Which call for patient care;
Seeking for some great thing to do, There is a cross in every lot,
Or secret thing to know ; An earnest need for prayer;
I would be treated as a child, But a lowly heart that leans on Thee,
And guided where I go. Is happy everywhere.
*Wherever in the world I am— In service which Thy love appoints

In whatsoe'er estate, There are no bonds for me ;
I have a fellowship with saints My secret heart is taught “the truth"
To keep and cultivate; That makes Thy children “free;”
A work of lowly love to do A life of self-renouncing love
For Him on whom I wait. Is a life of liberty! Amen.
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Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,

Earth is with its fulness stor'd;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord!
Here Thy glorious Name confessing,

We adopt Thy angels' cry
Holy, Holy, Holy, blessing
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O Thou Who lendest unto prayer
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And in the bosom's darkest lair
Can kindle pure desire.
Lord of the heaven of heavens Thou art,
All life and light are Thine;
O breathe upon my sinking heart,
And life and light be mine !
Where suns in myriads roll afar
And sing their wondrous song,
Heard in response by every star
Amid the countless throng,
All jubilant the ransom'd host
In adoration kneel,
They wake one mighty peal;-
A peal of triumph, when the soul
Its prison house forsakes, .
And, darting to its distant goal,
Its heavenward journey takes.
O vision of that blissful hour !
With angels hov'ring nigh—
To guide and guard from Satan's power,
How sweet such death to die!
Another Victor comes to join

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Another charm'd by Grace Divine,
Another won by Love. Amen.
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Great Shepherd of Thy ransomed flock

Send down on all Thy gifts to-day,+
The water from the riven Rock,
The manna gleaming on our way.
Yea, more! from out Thy piercéd side,

Whence flowed the Water and the Blood,
Pour on our souls the crimson tide,
And wash us in that cleansing flood.
Still journeying on amid the waste,

And fainting oft beneath the strife,
Our longing spirits yearn to taste
Thy heavenly food, O Bread of Life!
And when our broken cisterns fail,

And leave us thirsting on the sod;
When all the powers of sin assail,
We need Thy strength, O Wine of God!
Come to each waiting heart, O Christ!

In all the fulness of Thy love;
Make now this blessed Eucharist
The earnest of Thy joys above. Amen.
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Rev. R. Baows-Boathwick is responsible for verse 3 as it now stands.
£a Špt;ia.
§Ig, 60. JAMES TAYLOR.
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To celebrate Thy praise, O Lord, All those who have His goodness
I will my heart prepare; proved,
To all the list'ning world Thy works, Will in His truth confide;
Thy wondrous works, declare. Whose mercy ne'er forsook the man
That on His help relied.
The thought of them shall to my soul
Exalted pleasure bring; Sing praises, therefore, to the Lord,
Whilst to Thy Name, O Thou most From Sion, His abode;
High, Proclaim. His deeds, till all the world
Triumphant praise I sing. Confess no other God. Amen.
St. (§ilts,
§o. 61. C. G. VERRINDER.
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22.2.2. O_ _G a
Soldiers of Christ, arise, From strength to strength go on,

And put your armour on, Wrestle, and fight, and pray;
Strongin thestrengthwhich Godsupplies Tread all the powers of darkness down,
Through His eternal Son: And win the well-fought day.
Strong in the Lord of Hosts, That having all things done,
And in His mighty power; And all your conflicts past,
Who in the strength of Jesus trusts Ye may obtain, through Christ alone,
Is more than conqueror. A crown of joy at last.
Stand then in His great might, Jesu, Eternal Son,
With all His strength endued; We praise Thee and adore,
And take, to arm you for the fight, Who art with God the Father One
The panoply of God. And Spirit evermore. Amen.
§o. 62. §omar.
For verses 1, 2, 3. J. BAPTISTE CALKIN.
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2. Far be -yond that arch of glad-ness, Far be -yond these
3. Where the glo - ry bright-ly dwell-eth, Where the new song
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Oft in sorrow, oft in woe, Let your drooping hearts be glad ;

Onward, Christians, onward go; March, in heavenly armour clad ;
Bear the toil, maintain the strife, Fight, nor think the battle long,
Strengthened with the Bread of Life. Soon shall victory wake your song.
Let not sorrow dim your eye, Onward then in battle move ;
Soon shall every tear be dry; More than conquerors ye shall prove ;
Let not fear your course impede, Though opposed by many a foe,
Great your strength, if great your need.Christian soldiers, onward go!
Hymns of glory and of praise,

Father, unto Thee we raise:
Holy Jesu, praise to Thee,
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Jerusalem the golden'
With milk and honey blest;
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest.
I know not, oh! I know not
What joys await us there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.
They stand, those halls of Sion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng.
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene:
The pastures of the blessèd
Are decked in glorious sheen.
There is the throne of David;
And there, from care released,
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of them that feast;
And they who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.
O sweet and blessèd country,
The Home of God's elect 1
O sweet and blesséd country,
That eager hearts expect!
Jesu, in mercy º; us
To that dear land of rest;

Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest. Amen.
§erusalem.
§o. 64 B. - W. K. Wheatley.
3.jpmn 64.
Jerusalem the golden
With milk and honey blest;
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest.
I know not, oh! I know not
What joys await us there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.
They stand, those halls of Sion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an angel,
And all the martyr throng.
The Prince is ever in them,
The daylight is serene:
The pastures of the blessèd
Are decked in glorious sheen.
There is the throne of David ;
And there, from care released,
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of them that feast;
And they who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.
O sweet and blessèd country,
The Home of God's elect
O sweet and blesséd country,
That eager hearts expect!
Jesu, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest. Amen.
§ratmar.
§0, 65. R. BRowN-BoRTHwice.
Not too fast.
e - e. a. a d -
Thy goodness, Lord, our souls confess, Thy bounty every season crowns
Thy goodness we adore; With all the bliss it yields,
A spring, whose blessings never fail, With joyful clusters bend the vines,
A sea without a shore. With harvests wave the fields.
Sun, moon, and stars, Thy love attest But chiefly Thy compassions, Lord,
In every cheerful ray; Are in the Gospel seen;
Love draws the curtains of the night, There, like the Sun, Thy mercy shines
And love restores the day. Without a cloud between. Amen.
#0. 66.
ëlinthtombe. J. BAPTISTE CALKIN.
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Shake off earth's dust, Sing the new song!

And wash thy weary feet; Thy triumph has begun;
Arise, make haste, go forth, Thy tears are wiped away,
The Bridegroom greet. Thy night is done : Amen.
K.
§Ig, 67.
(ſastle #ising. F. HERVEY
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#jumn 67.
The roseate hues of early dawn,
The brightness of the day,
The crimson of the sunset sky,
How fast they fade away !
Oh, for the pearly gates of heaven,
Oh, for the golden floor,
Oh, for the Sun of Righteousness
That setteth nevermore l
The highest hopes we cherish here,

How fast they tire and faint;
How many a spot defiles the robe
That wraps an earthly saint
Oh, for a heart that never sins,
Oh, for a soul washed white,
Oh, for a voice to praise our King,
Nor weary day nor night !
Here faith is ours, and heavenly hope,

And grace to lead us higher;
But there are perfectness, and peace,
Beyond our best desire.
Oh, by Thy love and anguish, Lord,
And by Thy life laid down,
Grant that we fall not from Thy grace,
Nor cast away our crown.
APPENDIX.
N.B.-Some of the following Hymns, and moſt of the Tunes and Arrange
ments, as alſo the greater part of the preceding Tunes, are copyright, and
may not be multiplied, either in print or manuſcript, without permiſſion.
APPENDIX.
HYMNS SUITABLE FOR SPECIAL
SEASONS AND OCCASIONS.
CoNclusion of Ev ENING SERV Ice - - 75,87.
Advent . - - - - - - - 7 I.
SUNDAY . - - - - - - - 90.
LENT - - - e • . - - - 84.
EASTER . - - - - - . 76, 81, 91.

Çbt strain upraist of joy and praist,
§g, 68. HYMN.
ARTHUR S. SULLIVAN.
Allegro Moderato, e con brio.
Treble.
Alto.
Tenor.
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ſhin-ing con-ſtel - la -tions join and ſay Al -
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TREBLES.
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ght, and deep, Ye lightnings, wild-ly bright,
Ped.
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Ye ſtorms and winter
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Ye days of cloud
leſs beauty! ſum-mer glow,
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Al - le - lu -ia!
Thou jubilant abyſs of o-cean, Al-le-lu-'ial
Ye traćts of earth
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To God, Who all creation made,

This is the ſtrain, the eternal ſtrain, loves
The Lord of all things -
The frequent hymn } Al-le - luia!

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1. Praiſe, my ſoul, the King of Hea - ven; To His
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feet thy tri-bute bring; Ran-ſom’d, heal’d, re - ſtored, for - giv - en,
—#S. S.
* The original text of this hymn, which is inſerted by the kind permiſſion of Mrs. Hogg (the author's daughter),
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§pm 69.
Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven,

To His feet thy tribute bring;
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Evermore His praises sing,
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise the everlasting King.
Praise Him for His grace and favour
To our fathers in distress;
Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide, and swift to bless;
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Glorious in His faithfulness.
Father-like, He tends and spares us,

Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes ;
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Widely yet His mercy flows.
Angels in the height adore Him!

Ye behold Him face to face;
Saints triumphant bow before Him!
Gathered in from every race:
Alleluia! Alleluia!
Praise us with the God of Grace. Amen.
£oro, to Čbet alone tut furn.
#0. 70. J. BAPTISTE CALKIN.
Voices.
1. LoRD, to Thee a -lone we turn, To Thy croſs for ſafe -ty fly;
3. In the midſt of fin and ſtrife, In the depths of mor-tal woe,
ORGAN. *:
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There, as pe - ni-tents, to learn How to live and how to die.

Teach us how to live a life Meet for ſo - journ - ers be-low.
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4. Tho' the road be oft-times dark, Tho' the feet in weak-neſs ſtray,
mf a tempo.
Hear us when on Thee we call: Aid us in our time of need.

Lead us, Sa-viour, as the Ark Led Thy cho-ſen on their way.
ss s
5. When, weak, wea - ry, and a -lone, Death's grim val-ley we muſt tread,
Then be all Thy mer-cy ſhown, Then be all Thy love diſplay’d.
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Where, ſe-cure from Sa-tan's pow'r, We may lie up - on Thy breaſt. A-men.
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Jay of toruth! 0 Jay of mourning!
§0. 71. - JOHN STAINER.
TREBle.
Alto.
1. Day of wrath! O Day of mourning! See, once more the

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§o, 72 Adapted by JoHN Goss.
Near - er, my God, to Thee, Near - er
* This Tune, in Mercers’ Oxford Edition of the “Church Psalter and Hymn Book,” is set to the Hymn
“Brightest and best,” &c.
§gmm 72.
Nearer, my God, to Thee,
Nearer to Thee
E'en though it be a cross
That raiseth me;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer to Thee!
Though like a wanderer,
The sun gone down,
. Darkness come over me,
My rest a stone;
Yet in my dreams I'd be
Nearer to Thee!
There let the way appear
Steps unto heaven;
All that Thou sendest me
In mercy given;
Angels to beckon me
Nearer to Thee
Then with my waking thoughts
Bright with Thy praise;
Out of my stony griefs
Bethel I'll raise;
So by my woes to be
Nearer to Thee!
Or, if on joyful wing,
Cleaving the sky,
Sun, moon, and stars forgot,
Upwards I'll fly;
Still all my song shall be,
Nearer to Thee!
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*jymm 73.
mf Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heaven, to earth come down!
Fix in us Thy humble dwelling,
All Thy faithful mercies crown :
p Jesus, Thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded Love Thou art;
cres. Visit us with Thy salvation,
Enter every trembling heart.
pp Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit
cres. Into every troubled breast;
Let us all in Thee inherit,
Let us find that second rest:
Take away our power of sinning,
f Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith, as its beginning,
ff Set our hearts at liberty.
p Come, Almighty to deliver !
Let us all Thy life receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Never more Thy temples leave.
cres. Then we would be always blessing,
Serve Thee as Thy hosts above;
f Pray, and praise Thee, without ceasing,
Glory in Thy perfect love.
mf Finish then Thy new creation,
Pure and sinless let us be;
Let us see Thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in Thee:
cres. Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heaven we take our place;
f Till we cast our crown before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love and praise.
Çbe Šom of 600 gots forth to ſoar.
(Arranged to St. Ann's Tune, with organ obbligato.)
§o. 74 ARTHURS. SULLIVAN.
TReble.
Alto.
of God goes forth to
Tenor.
BAss.
ORGAN.
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crown to gain; . . His blood-red ban - ner
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Unis. MEN's VoICEs.
3. The Mar-tyr firſt, whoſe ea - gle eye
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Who fol - lows in His train * 5. A glo-rious band, the cho-ſen

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few, On whom the ſpi - rit came; Twelve va - liant ſaints, their
MENS’ Worces.
hope they knew, And mocked the croſs and flame. 6. They met the
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Who fol - lows in their train * - no - ble ar -my, men and boys,
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In robes of light ar - ray’d. 8. They climb'd the

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God! to us may grace be giv'n
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To fol - low - their train.
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$abiour, breatbe an ºbtning blessing.
30. 75. JoHN GOSS.
Voices.
Sa-viour, breathe an evening bleſfing, Ere re - poſe our ſpi-rits seal;
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Sin and want we come con - feſſ-ing, Thou canſt ſave, and Thou canſt heal.
Tho' de-ſtruction walk a -round us, Tho' the ar - rows paſt us fly,
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Tho' the night be dark and drea-ry, Dark-neſs can - not hide from Thee;
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Thou art He Who, ne - ver wea - ry, Watcheſt where Thy peo-ple be.
Should ſwift death this night o'er-take us, And our couch be-come our tomb,
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Čbe strift is o'er, the battle bone.
30. 76. JAMES TURLE.
le - lu - ial Al - le -
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- - lu - ia! Al -º-le
§gmm 76.
The strife is o'er, the battle done !

The victory of life is won
O let the song of praise be sung !
Alleluia!
The powers of death have done their worst,

But Christ their legions hath dispersed;
Let shout of holy joy outburst
- Alleluia!
The three sad days have quickly sped,

He rises glorious from the dead;
All glory to our risen Head
Alleluia!
He closed the yawning gates of hell;

The bars from Heaven's high portals fell,
Let hymns of praise His triumph tell!
Alleluia!
Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee,

From death's dread sting Thy servants free,
That we may live and sing to Thee
Alleluia! Amen.
() Chou tubost bounty fills my tup.
§o. 77.
24.2 º'
#jumn 77.
O Thou Whose bounty fills my cup

With every blessing meet,
I give Thee thanks for every drop,
The bitter and the sweet.
I praise Thee for the desert road,

And for the river-side;
For all Thy goodness hath bestow'd,
And all Thy grace denied.
I thank Thee both for smile and frown,

And for the gain and loss;
I praise Thee for the future crown,
And for the present cross.
I bless Thee for the glad increase,

And for the waning joy;
And for this strange, this settled peace,
Which nothing can destroy. Amen.
@ jtabenlu şerusalem.
§g. 78. FREDERICK WESTLAKE.
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§gmm 78.
O heavenly Jerusalem,
Eternal are thy halls,
And blessèd are the chosen ones
That dwell within thy walls;
Thou art the golden home of peace,
Where saints for ever sing,
The seat of God's own heritage,
The palace of the King.
There God the Lord for ever reigns,

Himself of all the Crown,
The Lamb the Light that shineth clear,
And never goeth down;
Nought to this seat can e'er approach,
To break the saints' sweet rest,
They praise their God for evermore,
Nor day nor night they rest. Amen.
Čbou, übost 3/mighty Yūorb,
§o. 79. C. G. VERRINDER.
VoICES in unison.
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Worces in harmony.
TENOR AND
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jumn 79.
Thou, Whose Almighty Word
Chaos and darkness heard,
And took their flight,
Hear us, we humbly pray,
And where the Gospel-day
Sheds not its glorious ray
Let there be light !
Thou, Who didst come to bring
On Thy redeeming wing
Healing and sight,
Health to the sick in mind,
Sight to the inly blind,
Oh, now to all mankind
Let there be light!
Spirit of truth and love,
Life-giving, holy Dove,
Speed forth Thy flight;
Move on the waters' face,
Spreading the beams of grace,
And in earth's darkest place
Let there be light !
Blesséd and Holy Three,
Glorious Trinity,
Grace, Love, and Might:
Boundless as ocean's tide,
Rolling in fullest pride,
Through the world, far and wide
Let there be light ! Amen.
still light.
£ogh up, look up, my soul,Harmonized
#0, 80 A. by J. S. BACH.
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setting will be found on page 212. The Editor entreats those who may use so A not to murder it by undue
rapidity. ( 21 o )
#jpmn 8o."
Look up, look up, my soul,-still higher;
On to the heav'nly goal—aspire,
On God's love ever leaning:
Burst this dull earth's control, -and wing
Thy way where no clouds roll,—and sing
Thy deep heart's inner meaning.
What though thy way be dark, and earth
With ceaseless care do cark,+'till mirth
To thee no sweet strain singeth,
Still hide thy life above, and still
Believe that God is love :—fulfil
Whatever lot He bringeth.
For this is best for thee,_and best

The meaning not to see,_to rest
Thy helplessness confessing;
Whereby thine eager heart—may learn
A lesson in life's art—and turn
E’en sin into a blessing.
For, if thou now didst know—the maze
Through which thy feet must go, thy gaze
Would weary and would falter;
But, since it is unseen, thine eyes
May seek with purpose keen—the skies,
Where love builds up her altar.
A little longer wait;-be brave
To bear what men call fate;—the grave
Stands open as Heav'n's portal:
Narrow indeed that gate,_and so
The way it shows is strait, but, lo!
It brings thee joy immortal.
* This hymn is, in the Editor's judgment, unsuited to congregational use. Occasions, however,
may occur on which the musical settings will prove useful elsewhere than in Church.
£och up, look up, my soul, still bigber.
§o. 80 B. *- Swiss Melody.
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#jumn 8o.
Look up, look up, my soul,-still higher,
On to the heav'nly goal—aspire,
On God's love ever leaning:
Burst this dull earth's control, and wing
Thy way where no clouds roll,—and sing
Thy deep heart's inner meaning.
What though thy way be dark,+and earth

With ceaseless care do cark,+'till mirth
To thee no sweet strain singeth,
Still hide thy life above, and still
Believe that God is love :--fulfil
Whatever lot He bringeth.
For this is best for thee,_and best

The meaning not to see,_to rest
Thy helplessness confessing;
Whereby thine eager heart—may learn
A lesson in life's art—and turn
E’en sin into a blessing.
For, if thou now didst know—the maze
Through which thy feet must go, thy gaze
Would weary and would falter,
But, since it is unseen,_thine eyes
May seek with purpose keen—the skies,
Where love builds up her altar.
A little longer wait;-be brave

To bear what men call fate;—the grave
Stands open as Heav'n's portal:
Narrow indeed that gate, and so
The way it shows is strait, but, lo!
It brings thee joy immortal.
üütltomt, happy morning,
§o. 81. J. BAPTIsTE CALKIN.
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2. Earth with joy con - feſſ - es, cloth-ing her for ſpring,
3. Months in due ſuc - ceſ-fion, days of length'ning light,
4. Mak - er and Re - deem-er, Life and Health of all,
5. Thou, of Liſe the Au - thor, death didſt un - der - go,
6. Looſe the ſouls long - pri-ſon'd, bound with Sa-tan's chain;
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All good gifts re - turn'd with her re - turn - ing King:
Hours and paſſ-ing mo -ments praiſe Thee in their flight;
Thou from Heav'n be - hold - ing hu - man na - ture's fall,
Tread the path of dark-neſs, ſav -ing ſtrength to ſhew;
All that now is fall - en raiſe to life a gain;
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Note.—This hymn, written towards the close of the sixth century, by Venantius Fortunatus, Bishop of Poictiers,
was in use throughout Europe as a Processional Hymn for Easter Day, and universally popular in the Middle Ages.
So great a favourite did it become, that parodies of it were written for all the great festivals. Jerome of Prague
sang it at the stake while dying. In 1544 Cranmer translated it into English, and sent it to Henry VIII., with a
view to its being issued by royal authority, together with other Processional Hymns and Litanies. His translation is
now lost, but his letter, recommending the use of the hymn, is still preserved among the State Papers.
(217)
§o, 82.
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Come I to Thee! Crimson hath been ; Sadly my sin;
No; not distrustingly Infinite, infinite, All I am, tell I Thee ;
Bend I the knee! Sin upon sin;– All I have been
Sin hath gone over me, Sin of not loving Thee, Purge Thou my sin away,
Yet is this still my plea, Sin of not trusting Thee;— Wash Thou my soul this day,
Jesus hath died. Infinite sin. Lord, make me clean.
Faithful and just art Thou, Then all is peace and light
Forgiving all; This soul within;
Loving and kind art Thou Thus shall I walk with Thee,
When poor ones call; The loved unseen;
Lord, let the cleansing blood, Leaning on Thee, my God,
Blood of the Lamb of God, Guided along the road,
Pass o'er my soul! Nothing between!
* This tune may also be sung to the Hymn, “Nearer, my God, to Thee.”
3II people that on earth b0 bluell.
§g. 83. Harmonized by J. Baptiste Calkis.
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forty bags and forty mights,
§g. 84 lf Harmonized by J. BAPTISTE CALKIN.
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p Sweet place, sweet place alone! mf There dwells my Lord and King,
The court of God most high; Judged here unfit to live:
The heav'n of heav'ns, the throne There countless angels sing
Of spotless purity: And lowly homage give :
O happy place O happy place, &c.
When shall I be,
My God, with Thee, No tears from any eyes
To see Thy face? Drop in that holy choir;
Harmory. But death itself there dies,
cres. Jerusalem on high And sighs themselves expire:
My hope and city is, O happy place, &c.
My home whene'er I die,
The centre of my bliss: p Ah me! ah me ! that I
O happy place, &c. In Kedar's tents must stay :
cres. No place like that on high :
dim. No sun by day shines there, Lord, thither speed my way !
No moon by silent night: O happy place
pp These wholly needless are, When shall I be,
f The Lamb's the city's light: My God, with Thee,
O happy place, &c. To see Thy face
* The original text of this Hymn will be found in the Addenda.
§o. 86
£rab, himbly £ight. J. BAPTISTE CALKIN.
For giving out. SoLO. Great Org. or Choir.
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30. 87. CHARLES STEGGALL.
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The day of praise is done; Yet, Lord, to Thy dear will

The evening shadows fall; If Thou attune the heart,
Yet pass not from us with the sun, We in Thine angels' music still
True Light that lightenest all. May bear our lower part.
Around Thy throne on high, 'Tis Thine each soul to calm,
Where night can never be, Each wayward thought reclaim,
The white-robed harpers of the sky And make our daily life a psalm
Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. Of glory to Thy name.
Too faint, our anthems here: Shine Thou within us, then,
Too soon of praise we tire : A Day that knows no end,
But oh, the strains how full and clear Till songs of angels and of men
Of that eternal choir In perfect praise shall blend, Amen.
(), rember thanks unto the £orb.
§g, 88. R. Brown-Borthwick.
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O, render thanks unto the Lord, By night the borrow'd moonbeams shed
(And cease your praises never,) A grace which faileth never;
Whose countless benefits are pour'd And tell us of a Church, Whose Head
On us His children ever. . Enlightens her for ever.
His works bear witness to the might And so each star, however faint,
Which fails His chosen never; Which shines and loiters never,
And hymn His praises in the sight Reminds us of some earnest saint
Of men and angels ever. Whose life is bright for ever.
By day the glorious sun ascends So tending heav'nward, Lord, may we
Heav'n's arch, and tarries never— Soon meet Thee to part never,
An emblem of the God Who lends And all Thy matchless beauty see,
His light and love for ever. And taste Thy love for ever.
Whose mercy changeth never,
From man and from the angel host
Be praise and glory ever. Amen.
Šabiour, again fo (Ibn bear Šamt.
§o. 89. E. J. HoPKINs.
Voices. -
Sa - viour, a - gain to Thy dear Name we raiſe
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With Thee be - gan, With Thee ſhall end the day;
Guard Thou the lips from fin, the hearts from ſhame,
That in this houſe have called up - on Thy Name.

Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the com - ing night,
Turn Thou for - dark - neſs
From harm and dan - ger keep Thy chil - dren free,
dark and light are both a - like to
us Thy peace through - out our earth-ly life,
Our balm in ſor - row, and our ſtay in ſtrife;

Then, when Thy voice ſhall bid our con - flict ceaſe,
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Call us, O Lord, to Thine e - ter-nal peace. A - men.

§3.90.
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O day of rest and gladness, Thou art a holy ladder,

O day of joy and light, Where angels go and come;
O balm of care and sadness, Each Sunday finds us gladder,
Most beautiful, most bright; Nearer to heaven our home.
On thee, the high and lowly, A day of sweet refection,
Through ages joined in tune, Thou art a day of love;
Sing “Holy, Holy, Holy, A day of resurrection
To the great God Triune.” From earth to things above.
On thee, at the Creation, To-day on weary nations

The light first had its birth; The heavenly manna falls;
On thee, for our salvation, To holy convocations
Christ rose from depths of earth; The silver trumpet calls,
On thee, our Lord victorious, Where gospel light is glowing
The Spirit sent from heaven; With pure and radiant beams,
And thus on thee most glorious And living water flowing
A triple light was given. With soul-refreshing streams.
Thou art a port protected New graces ever gaining

From storms that round us rise; From this our day of rest,
A garden intersected We reach the rest remaining
With streams of Paradise; To spirits of the blest.
Thou art a cooling fountain To Holy Ghost be praises,
In life's dry, dreary, sand; To FATHER, and to SoN ;
From thee, like Pisgah's mountain, The Church her voice upraises
We view our promised land. To Thee, blest THREE in ONE.
Amen.
Čbe for behind, the beep before.
§o. 91. DECANI and CANTORIs. John C. WARD.
MEN only, in unison.
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total about 5 min. 22 to 26 ſec. NB. There ſhould be no break ºf time whatever at the double bars, except at thoſe
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God of the living, in whose eyes
Unveiled Thy whole creation lies;
All souls are Thine; we must not say
That those are dead who pass away ;
From this our world of flesh set free,
We know them living unto Thee.
Released from earthly toil and strife,
With Thee is hidden still their life;
Thine are their thoughts, their works, their powers,
All Thine, and yet most truly ours;
For well we know, where'er they be,
Our dead are living unto Thee.
Not spilt like water on the ground,
Not wrapped in dreamless sleep profound,
Not wandering in unknown despair
Beyond Thy voice, Thine arm, Thy care;
Not left to lie like fallen tree ;
Not dead, but living unto Thee.
Thy word is true, Thy will is just ;

To Thee we leave them, Lord, in trust;
And bless Thee for the love which gave
Thy Son to fill a human grave,
That none might fear that world to see,
Where all are living unto Thee.
O Breather into man of breath,
O Holder of the keys of death,
O Giver of the life within,
Save us from death, the death of sin ,
That body, soul, and spirit be
For ever living unto Thee Amen.
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Come, O Jesu, to Thy Table,

Come, for else we are not able
True refreshment to receive;
But if Thou vouchsafe to feed us,

To this Feast of blessings lead us,
There to taste Thee and believe.
In the bread which here is broken,

In the wine, no empty token
Of an absent Lord we see.
Very Flesh and Blood is given,

When by faith, O Bread of Heaven,
Not by sense, we feed on Thee.
Sweet it is, O Christ, to meet Thee,

In Thy sacrament to greet Thee,
Thee, our God, as Host and Friend.
By Thy presence here prepare us

For the day when Thou shalt bear us
To the Feast that knows no end.
Amen.
A D D, E N DA.
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While these hot breezes blow ;
Be like the night-dew's cooling balm
Upon earth's fevered brow!
Soft resting on Thy breast;
Soothe me with holy hymn and psalm,
And bid my spirit rest.
Let thine outstretched wing,
Be like the shade of Elim's palm
Beside her desert-spring.
Yes; keep me calm, though loud and rude
The sounds my ear that greet;
Calm in the closet's solitude,
Calm in the bustling street;
Calm in the hour of buoyant health,
Calm in my hour of pain;
Calm in my poverty or wealth,
Calm in my loss or gain;
Calm in the sufferance of wrong,
Like Him Who bore my shame;
Calm 'mid the threatening, taunting throng,
Who hate Thy holy Name;
Calm when the great world's news with power
My listening spirit stir :
Let not the tidings of the hour
E’er find too É.
an Car :
Calm as the ray of sun or star

Which storms assail in vain,
Moving unruffled through earth's war
Th’ eternal calm to gain! Amen.
* This is the same Hymn as No. 45, and is repeated here, for the sake of convenience,
opposite to Tune 94, to which it may be sung as an alternative with Tune 45.
35 through this foiletrutss 3 strap,
§o. 95.A. G. H.
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As through this wilderness I stray,

Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Way;
No foes, no evil, need I fear,
If Thou, my Lord, my God, art near.
When rising floods my soul o'erflow,

When sinks my strength in waves of woe,
Saviour, Thy timely aid impart,
And raise my head, and cheer my heart.
Teach me, where'er Thy steps I see,

Dauntless, untired, to follow Thee ;
O let Thy hand support me still,
And lead me to Thy holy hill.
If rough and thorny be the way,

My strength proportion to my day;
Till toil and grief and pain shall cease,
Where all is calm and joy and peace.
Amen.
* This Hymn is repeated here for the sake of convenience, opposite a Tune to which it may be sung by
choirs who find Tune 48A too difficult.
Öriginal Çext of jymm 69."
Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven;

To His feet Thy tribute bring !
Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven,
Who like me His praise should sing:
Praise Him | Praise Him |
Praise the everlasting King !
Praise Him for His grace and favour
To our fathers in distress |
Praise Him still the same as ever,
Slow to chide and swift to bless |
Praise Him | Praise Him
Glorious in His faithfulness |
Father-like He tends and spares us;

Well our feeble frame He knows;
In His hands He gently bears us,
Rescues us from all our foes.
Praise Him! Praise Him
Widely as His mercy flows
(Frail as summer's flowers we flourish;
Blows the wind, and it is gone;
But while mortals rise and perish,
God endures unchanging on.
Praise Him! Praise Him!
Praise the high Eternal One!)
Angels help us to adore Him;
Ye behold Him face to face :
Sun and moon bow down before Him ;
Dwellers all in time and space.
Praise Him | Praise Him
Praise with us the God of grace!
* This is the original text of Hymn 69, as supplied by the Author's daughter. It is inserted by her desire,
and would have taken the place of Hymn 69 had not the music been set to the other version before the Editor was
aware of the text having been altered.
- #jumn 81.4
Welcome, happy morning ! age to age shall say;
Hell to-day is vanquished, heaven is won to-day !
Lo, the Dead is living, God for evermore
Him, their true Creator, all His works adore.
Welcome, happy morning, &c.
Earth with joy confesses, clothing her for spring,
All good gifts returned with her returning King.
Bloom in every meadow, leaves on every bough,
Speak His sorrows ended, hail His triumph now.
Months in due succession, days of lengthening light,
Hours and passing moments praise Thee in their flight;
Brightness of the morning, sky and fields and sea,
Vanquisher of darkness, bring their praise to Thee!
Maker and Redeemer, Life and Health of all,
Thou from Heav'n beholding human nature's fall,
Of the Father's Godhead True and only Son,
Manhood to deliver, manhood didst put on.
Thou, of Life the Author, death didst undergo,
Tread the path of darkness, saving strength to shew;
Come then, True and Faithful, now fulfil Thy word,
'Tis Thine own Third Morning, rise, my buried Lord!
Loose the souls long-prisoned, bound with Satan's chain;
All that now is fallen raise to life again;
Shew Thy face in brightness, bid the nations see,
Bring again our daylight; day returns with Thee!
[* This hymn, written towards the close of the sixth century, by Venantius Fortunatus, Bishop of Poictiers,
was in use throughout Europe as a Processional Hymn for Easter Day, and universally popular in the Middle Ages.
So great a favourite did it become, that parodies of it were written for all the great festivals. Jerome of Prague
sang it at the stake while dying. In 1544 Cranmer translated it into English, and sent it to Henry VIII., with a
view to its being issued by royal authority, together with other Processional Hymns and Litanies. His translation is
now lost, but his letter, recommending the use of the hymn, is still preserved among the State Papers )
Original text of jumn 85.
HEAVEN.
Sweet place! sweet place alone ! Thy walls, sweet city . Thine
The court of God most high; With pearls are garnished;
The heaven of heavens, the throne Thy gates with praises shine
Of spotless majesty; The streets with gold are spread.
Oh, happy place Oh, happy place! &c.
When shall I be,
My God, with Thee, No sun by day shines there,
To see Thy face Nor moon by silent night;
The stranger homeward bends, Oh, no! these needless are;
And sigheth for his rest; The Lamb's the city's light.
Heaven is my home, my friends Oh, happy place' &c.
Lodge there in Abraham's breast.
Oh, happy place! &c. There dwells my Lord, my King,
Earth’s but a sorry tent, Judged here unfit to live;
Pitch'd for a few frail days, There angels to Him sing,
A short-leased tenement; And lowly homage give.
Heaven's still my song, my praise. Oh, happy place' &c.
Oh, happy place! &c.
No tears from any eyes The patriarchs of old
Drop in that holy choir; There from their travels cease;
But death itself there dies, The prophets there behold
And sighs themselves expire. Their long'd for Prince of Peace.
Oh, happy place' &c. Oh, happy place &c.
There should temptations cease,
My frailties there should end; The Lamb's apostles there
There should I rest in peace, I might with joy behold;
In th’ arms of my best Friend. The harpers I might hear
Oh, happy place' &c. Harping on harps of gold.
Oh, happy place' &c.
Second PART.
Jerusalem on high The bleeding martyrs, they,
My song and city is; Within those courts are found;
My home whene'er I die, Clothèd in pure array,
The centre of my bliss. Their scars with glory crown'd.
Oh, happy place! &c. Oh, happy place! &c.
Ah, me! ah, me! That I
In Kedar's tents here stay;
No place like this on high;
Thither, Lord, guide my way.
Oh, happy place!
When shall I be, ,
My God, with Thee,
To see Thy face?
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According to Thy gracious word 4. Much in sorrow, oft in woe - . 63

No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of Tune. Composer, or Sourcr. METRE.

4 || According to Thy gracious

6 Give thanks to God, for

alone --- ... James Montgomery Eton C. H. H. Parry L.M.

9 |How ſweet the name of Jeſus

1o | While ſhepherds watch'd

13 || Come, Holy Spirit, Heav'nly

15 There is a fountain filled with

21 || Jeſus holy, undefil’d --- {

24 |O joyful ſound, O glorious

No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of TUNE. Composer, or Source. METRE.

From Greenland's ic Chenies (A) T. R. Matthews

Reginald Heber - {...} (B) J. S. Sidebotham } 7,6,7,6,7,6,7,6.

} { Isaac Watts and

27 | Brighteſt and beſt of the ſons

31 || Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God

No. HYMN. Author, or Source. NAME of Tune. Composer, or Source. METRE.

53 Sun of my ſoul | Thou Sa

55 {" me . { from the weifi.” Wareham ... W. Knapp, 1768 L.M.

56 Lord, Thy glory fills the

58 Great Shepherd of Thy ran

59 { Sing Alleluia forth in

Alleluia ... Joſeph Barnby Io, Io,7.

6o To celebrate Thy praiſe, O

64 Jeruſalem the golden { John Maſon Neale,

65 Thy goodness, Lord, our ſouls

HYMN. Author, or Source. CoMposer, or Source. METRE.

O heavenly Jeruſalem ... |

- (B) Swiſs Melody

No ; not deſpairingly ...

HYMN. Author, or Source. Composer, or Source.

Calm me, my God, and keep me

* From Godescalcus, d. 912.

Christian, seek not yet repose, Listen to thy sorrowing Lord,

Sun and moon bright, Rolling river,

Ocean hoary Bond and free man,

Praise Him ever,

Jesu, the very thought of Thee