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3 The cross our Master bore for us, For him we fain would bear; But mortal strength to weakness turns, And courage to despair!

4 Have mercy on our failings, Lord! Our sinking faith renew! And when his sorrows visit us, O send his patience too.

1 Great ruler of all nature’s frame, We own Thy power divine; We hear Thy breath in every storm, For all the winds are Thine.

2 Wide as they sweep their sounding way, They work Thy sovereign will; And awed by Thy majestic voice, Confusion shall be still.

3 Thy mercy tempers every blast To those who seek Thy face; And mingles with the tempest’s roar The whispers of Thy grace.

4 Those gentle whispers let me hear, Till all the tumult cease; And gales of Paradise shall lull My weary soul to peace.

1 Out of the depths of woe, To Thee, O Lord, I cry; Darkness surrounds Thee, but I know That Thou art ever nigh.

2 Like them whose longing eyes Watch till the morning star, Though late and seen through tempests, rise, Heaven’s portals to unbar,—

3 Like them I watch and pray; And though it tarry long, Catch the first gleam of welcome day Then burst into a song.

4 Glory to God above! The waters soon will cease; For lo, the swift returning dove Brings home the sign of peace.

5 Though storms Thy face obscure, And dangers threaten loud, Thy holy covenant is sure; Thy bow is in the cloud!

1 In time of tribulation, Hear, Lord, our earnest cries; With humble supplication To Thee the spirit flies.

2 Remembered songs of gladness, Through night’s lone silence brought, Strike notes of deepest sadness, And stir desponding thought.

3 Hath God cast off forever? Can time His truth impair? His tender mercy never Shall we presume to share?

4 Hath He His loving-kindness Shut up in bitter wrath? No! it is human blindness, That cannot see His path.

5 We’ll call to recollection The years of Thy right hand, And, strong in Thy protection, Again through Faith we stand.

6 Thy way is in great waters, Thy footsteps are not known; But let earth’s sons and daughters Confide in Thee alone!

7 Through the wild sea Thou leddest Thy chosen flock of yore; Still on the wave thou treadest, And Thy redeemed pass o’er.

1 Yea, I will extol Thee, Lord of Life and light! For Thine arm upheld me, Turned my foes to flight.

2 I implored Thy succor, Thou wast swift to save, To heal my wounded spirit, And bring me from the grave.

3 Grief may, like the pilgrim, Through the night sojourn, Yet shall joy, to-morrow, With the sun return.

4 Thou hast turned my mourning Into minstrelsy; Girded me with gladness, Set from thraldom free.

5 Thee my ransomed powers Henceforth shall adore; Thee, my great Deliverer, Bless forevermore!

1 Behold, night’s shadows fade, And morn is in the skies! To Him by whom all things were made Our aspirations rise.

2 To break this deathly trance Help us, our God, our stay! Give the freed spirit utterance, Its languors charm away!

3 So sin shall cease to reign, So safety shall be nigh; Rend, spirit blest, the heavy chains Of death, in victory!

1 Be Thou, O God, by night, by day, My guard, my guide from sin, My life, my trust, my light divine, To keep me pure within.

2 Pure as the air, when day’s first light A cloudless sky illumes, And active as the lark that soars Till heaven shines round its plumes.

3 So may my soul, upon the wings Of faith, unwearied rise, Till at the gate of heaven it sings, ’Midst light from Paradise.

1 The daylight is fading o’er earth and o’er ocean, The sun has gone down o’er the slumbering sea; And now, in the hush of life’s fitful commotion, We lift our tired spirits, blest Saviour, to thee.

2 For oft would’st thou wander alone on the mountain, As eventide spread her dark wing o’er the wave; Now, filling our souls from thy light’s ceaseless fountain; Be near in the darkness, to bless and to save.

3 And oft as the tumult of life’s heaving billow Shall toss our frail bark driving wild o’er night’s deep, Let thy guarding wing be stretched over our pillow, And shield us from evil, though death watch our sleep.

1 Father supreme! Thou high and holy One, To Thee we bow; Now, when the labor of the day is done, Devoutly, now.

2 From age to age unchanging, still the same All-good Thou art; Hallowed forever be Thy reverend name In every heart!

3 When the glad morn upon the hills was spread, Thy smile was there; Now, as the darkness gathers overhead, We feel Thy care.

4 Night spreads her shade upon another day Forever past; So o’er our faults, Thy love, we humbly pray A veil may cast.

5 Silence and sleep, o’er hearts by earth distrest, Now sweetly steal; So every fear that struggles in the breast Shall faith conceal.

6 Thou through the dark will watch above our sleep With eye of love; And Thou wilt wake us, when the sunbeams leap The hills above.

7 O, may each heart its gratitude express As life expands, And find the triumph of its happiness In Thy commands!

1 On the dewy breath of even Thousand odors mingling rise, Borne like incense up to heaven,— Nature’s evening sacrifice.

2 With her fragrant offerings blending, Let our glad thanksgivings be To Thy throne, O Lord, ascending,— Incense of our hearts to Thee.

3 Thou, whose favors without number All our days with gladness bless, Let Thine eye, that knows no slumber, Guard our hours of helplessness.

4 Then, though conscious we are sleeping In the outer courts of death, Safe beneath a Father’s keeping, Calm we rest in perfect faith.

1 While the stars unnumbered roll Round the ever-constant pole, Far above these spangled skies All my thoughts to God shall rise.

2 From on high He shall impart Secret comfort to my heart; He in these serenest hours Guide my spiritual powers.

3 He His spirit doth diffuse, Sweeter far than midnight dews; Lifting all my thoughts above, On the wings of faith and love.

4 What if death my sleep invade;— Should I be of death afraid? Whilst encircled by Thine arm, Death may strike, but cannot harm.

5 Visions brighter than the morn Greet the deathless spirit born; See, the guardian angel nigh Waits to waft my soul on high!

6 With Thy heavenly presence blest, Death is life, and labor, rest; Welcome sleep or death to me, Still secure, for still with Thee!

1 Be near us, O Father! through night’s silent hour; Impart to our slumbers Thy calmness divine; Drop rest on our lids like the dew on the flower, That even our still sleep may have something of Thine.

2 O watch o’er our couch; drive the tempter away; From the sins that corrupt and betray keep us free; That nor fancy shall wander, nor passion shall stray, And we dream not a thought that’s displeasing to Thee.

3 And grant, when deep sleep o’er our senses shall close, That the heart may still watch, all unclouded and clear; Guard, guard still Thy children; and bless the repose That, stainless of sin, is untouched by a fear.

4 Then still to Thee, Father, our praises we pay; Still to Thee we will offer love’s infinite store; Send down Thy pure spirit, even now while we pray; Be with us, and keep us, and bless, evermore!

1 Lord of the world, who hast preserved Us safely through this day, Now guard us in the silent night, And in all time, we pray!

2 Be present, in Thy peace, to those Who as Thy suppliants wait; Blot out the record of our sin; Our gloom illuminate!

3 Let not, amid our hours of sleep, Life’s enemy steal in; Let not a vision of the night Have power to whisper sin.

4 Guard every avenue from guile, When slumber seals our eyes; And guiltless as we laid us down, So guiltless let us rise.

1 Creator of all! through whose all-seeing might This ponderous globe to its hour is true, Thou glad’st us each morn with the vision of light, And at eve on our lids pourest slumber like dew.

2 The toils of the day are now brought to their end, And night is preparing her balm for our eyes; Our strength, Lord, encourage, our weakness defend; Hear our prayers as they spring, and our hymns as they rise!

3 We beseech of Thee now, when dim night over all Is enfolding her shroud and resuming her sway, That Thy grace still may shine, ’mid the glooms that appal, As a star to our eyes, and a lamp to our way.

4 Though our bodies may sleep, let our souls be awake, Keep them free from the deadness that guilt only knows; Be the dream of the night pure as day, for Thy sake, And the calm of Thy paradise on our repose!

5 From all stain of crime let our bosoms be free, And still rest on our God, unpolluted and clear; So the tempter shall flee; nor our slumbers endure One pang of remorse or one shudder of fear.

1 Throughout the hours of darkness dim, Still let us watch and raise the hymn; And in deep midnight’s awful calm, Pour forth the soul in deepest psalm.

2 Amid the silence, else so drear, Think the Almighty leans to hear; Well pleased to list, at such a time, The wakeful heart, in praise sublime.

3 Still watch and pray and raise the hymn, Throughout the hours of darkness dim! God will not spurn the humblest guest, But give us of His holy rest.

4 Glory to God, who is in heaven! Praise to His blessed Son be given! Thee, holy spirit, we implore, Be with us now and evermore!

1 Jesus, we thy promise claim; We are met in thy dear name; In the midst do thou appear, Manifest thy presence here! Sanctify us, Lord, and bless; Breathe thy spirit, give thy peace; Thou thyself within us move; Make our feast a feast of love!

2 Give to us thy humble mind, Patient, fearless, just and kind; Meek and lowly let us be, Full of goodness, full of thee. Still, O Lord, our faith increase, Give to us the fruits of peace, Utterly abolish sin, Write thy law of love within.

3 Hence may all our actions flow, Love, the proof that Christ we know; Mutual love the token be, Lord, that we have walked with thee! Love, thine image, love impart, Stamp its impress on each heart, Only love to us be given, Lord, we ask no other heaven.

1 Partners of a glorious hope, Lift your hearts and voices up! Nobly let us bear the strife, Keep the holiness, of life;

2 Still forget the things behind, Follow Christ in heart and mind, To the mark unwearied press, Seize the crown of righteousness.

3 Jesus, fill us with thy love, Never from our souls remove, Heart to heart unite and bless, Keep us in thy perfect peace!

4 In our lives our faith be known, Faith by holy actions shown; Faith that mountains can remove, Faith that always works by love.

1 O sacred head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, So scornfully surrounded, With thorns thine only crown; How art thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How do those features languish Which once were fair as morn!

2 What language shall I borrow To thank thee, dearest friend, For this thy dying sorrow, This love that knew no end! O, make me thine forever! And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love to thee!

1 We follow, Lord, where thou dost lead, And, quickened, would ascend to thee, Redeemed from sin, set free indeed Into thy glorious liberty.

2 We cast behind fear, sin and death; With thee we seek the things above; Our inmost souls thy spirit breathe, Of power, of calmness, and of love.

3 The power, ’mid worldliness and sin, To do, in all, our Father’s will; Like thee, the victory to win, And bid each tempting voice be still.

4 The calmness perfect faith inspires, Which waiteth patiently and long; The love which faileth not, nor tires, Triumphant over every wrong.

5 Thus through thy quickening spirit, Lord, Thy perfect life in us reveal, And help us, as we live to God, Still more and more with man to feel.

1 Beneath the shadow of the cross, As earthly hopes remove, His new commandment Jesus gives, His blessed word of love.

2 O bond of union, strong and deep! O bond of perfect peace! Not even the lifted cross can harm, If we but hold to this.

3 Then, Jesus, be thy spirit ours! And swift our feet shall move To deeds of pure self-sacrifice, “And the sweet tasks of love.”

1 God of eternity! from Thee Did infant time his being draw; Moments and days, and months and years, Revolve by Thine unvaried law.

2 Silent and swift they glide away: Steady and strong the current flows, Lost in eternity’s wide sea, The boundless gulf from which it rose.

3 Great Source of wisdom! teach our hearts To know the price of every hour, That time may bear us on to joys Beyond its measure and its power.

1 Bless, O Lord, each opening year To the souls assembling here: Clothe Thy word with power divine, Make us willing to be Thine.

2 Where Thou hast Thy work begun, Give new strength the race to run; Scatter darkness, doubts, and fears, Wipe away the mourner’s tears.

3 Bless us all, both old and young; Call forth praise from every tongue: Let our whole assembly prove All Thy power and all Thy love!

1 Father of mercies! God of peace! Being whose bounties never cease! While to the heavens, in grateful tones, Ascend our mingled orisons, Listen to these, the notes of praise, Which we, a happy people, raise!

2 Our hamlets, sheltered by Thy care, Abodes of peace and plenty are; Our tillage by Thy blessing yields An hundred fold from ripened fields: And flowing grain, and burthened vine, Are tokens of Thy Love divine.

3 The cradled head of infancy Doth owe its tranquil rest to Thee; Youth’s doubting step, man’s firmer tread, In years mature, by Thee are led; Secure may trembling age, oh Lord! Lean on its staff, Thy holy Word.

4 Teach us these blessings to improve, Teach us to serve Thee, teach to love; Exalt our hearts, that we may see The Giver of all good in Thee; And be Thy word our daily food, Thy service, Lord, our greatest good.

1 When in silence, o’er the deep, Darkness kept its deathlike sleep, Soon as God His mandate spoke, Light in wondrous beauty broke.

2 But a beam of holier light Gilded Bethlehem’s lonely night, When the glory of the Lord, Mercy’s sunlight, shone abroad.

3 “Peace on earth, good-will to men.” Burst the glorious anthem then; Angels, bending from above, Joined that strain of holy love.

4 Floating o’er the waves of time, Comes to us that song sublime, Bearing to the pilgrim’s ear Words to soothe, sustain, and cheer.

5 For creation’s blessed light, Praise to Thee, Thou God of might! Seraph-strains Thy name should bless For the Sun of Righteousness!

1 Christ to the young man said: “Yet one thing more, If thou wouldst perfect be; Sell all thou hast and give it to the poor, And come and follow me!”

2 Within this temple, Christ again, unseen, Those sacred words has said; And his invisible hands to-day have been Laid on a young man’s head.

3 And evermore beside him on his way, The unseen Christ shall move, That he may lean upon his arm and say, “Dost thou, dear Lord, approve?”

4 Beside him at the marriage feast shall be, To make the scene more fair; Beside him in the dark Gethsemane Of pain and midnight prayer.

5 O holy trust! O endless sense of rest! Like the beloved John, To lay his head upon the Saviour’s breast, And thus to journey on!

1 Lord! whom winds and seas obey, Guide us through the watery way; In the hollow of Thy hand, Hide and bring us safe to land.

2 Father, let our faithful mind Rest, on Thee alone reclined: Every anxious thought repress, Keep our souls in perfect peace.

3 Keep the friends whom now we leave; Bid them to each other cleave; Bid them walk on life’s rough sea, Bid them come, by faith, to Thee.

4 Save, till all these tempests end, All who on Thy love depend; Waft our happy spirits o’er; Land us on the heavenly shore.

1 When the parting bosom bleeds, When their native shore recedes, When the wild and faithless main Takes them to her trust again, Father! view the sailor’s woe— Guide them wheresoe’er they go.

2 When the lonely watch they keep, Silent on the mighty deep, While the boisterous surges hoarse Bear them daily on their course, Eye that never slumbers! shed Holy influence on their head.

3 When the Sabbath’s peaceful ray O’er the ocean’s breast doth play, Though no throngs assemble there, No sweet church-bell warns to prayer, Spirit! let thy presence be Sabbath to the unresting sea.

4 When the raging billows dark Thunder round the storm-tossed bark, Thou who on the whelming wave Didst the loved disciples save, Thou canst hear them when they pray,— Jesus, Saviour, be their stay!

1 Lord of the wide-extended main! Whose power the winds and seas controls, Whose hand doth earth and heaven sustain, Whose Spirit leads believing souls;

2 Throughout the deep Thy footsteps shine; We own Thy way is in the sea, O’erawed by majesty divine, And lost in Thine immensity!

3 Thy wisdom here we learn to adore, Thine everlasting truth we prove, The wondrous heights of boundless power, The unfathomable depths of love.

4 Infinite God, Thy greatness spanned These heavens, and meted out the skies; Lo! in the hollow of Thy hand The measured waters sink and rise.

5 And here Thine unknown paths we trace, Which dark to human eyes appear: While through the mighty waves we pass Faith only sees that God is here.

1 The Lord our God is full of might, The winds obey His will; He speaks, and in His heavenly height The rolling sun stands still.

2 Rebel, ye waves! and o’er the land With threatening aspect roar; The Lord uplifts His awful hand, And chains you to the shore.

3 Howl, winds of night! your force combine; Without His high behest, Ye shall not in the mountain pine Disturb the sparrow’s nest.

4 Ye nations bend, in reverence bend; Ye monarchs, wait His nod, And bid the choral song ascend To celebrate our God!

1 When long the soul had slept in chains And man to man was stern and cold; When love and worship were but strains That swept the gifted chords of old— By shady mount and peaceful lake, A meek and lowly stranger came, The weary drank the words he spake, The poor and suffering blessed his name.

2 He went where frenzy held its rule, Where sickness breathed its spell of pain; By famed Bethesda’s mystic pool, And by the darkened gate of Nain. He soothed the mourner’s troubled breast, He raised the contrite sinner’s head, And on the loved ones’ lowly rest The light of better life he shed.

3 Father, the spirit Jesus knew We humbly ask of Thee to-night, That we may be disciples too Of him whose way was love and light. Bright be the places where we tread Amid earth’s suffering and its poor, Until that day when tears are shed, And broken sighs are heard, no more.

1 Lord, lead the way the Saviour went, By lane and cell obscure, And let our treasures still be spent, Like his, upon the poor.

2 Like him, through scenes of deep distress, Who bore the world’s sad weight, We, in their gloomy loneliness, Would seek the desolate.

3 For Thou hast placed us side by side In this wide world of ill; And that Thy followers may be tried, The poor are with us still.

1 Now, host with host assembling, The victory we win; Lo! on his throne sits trembling That old and giant Sin; Like chaff by strong winds scattered, His banded strength has gone, His charmed cup lies shattered, And still the cry is—“On.”

2 Our fathers’ God, our keeper! Be Thou our strength divine! Thou sendest forth the reaper, The harvest all is Thine. [446] Roll on, roll on this gladness, Till, driven from every shore, The drunkard’s sin and madness Shall smite the earth no more!

1 Slavery and death the cup contains; Dash to the earth the poisoned bowl! Softer than silk are iron chains Compared with those that chafe the soul.

2 Hosannas, Lord, to Thee we sing, Whose power the giant fiend obeys; What countless thousands tribute bring, For happier homes and brighter days!

3 Thou wilt not break the bruised reed, Nor leave the broken heart unbound; The wife regains a husband freed! The orphan clasps a father found!

4 Spare, Lord, the thoughtless; guide the blind; Till man no more shall deem it just To live by forging chains to bind His weaker brother in the dust.

1 O, he whom Jesus loved has truly spoken! The holier worship, which God deigns to bless, Restores the lost, and heals the spirit-broken, And feeds the widow and the fatherless.

2 Then, brother man, fold to thy heart thy brother! For where love dwells, the peace of God is there; To worship rightly is to love each other; Each smile a hymn, each kindly deed a prayer.

3 Follow, with reverent steps, the great example Of him whose holy work was doing good: So shall the wide earth seem our Father’s temple, Each loving life a psalm of gratitude.

4 Thus shall all shackles fall; the stormy clangor Of wild war-music o’er the earth shall cease; Love shall tread out the baleful fire of anger, And in its ashes plant the tree of peace.

1 God’s angels! not only on high do they sing, And soar through our skies with invisible wing; But here, on the earth, where in wretchedness lie Its sin-stricken children to struggle and die.

2 They come, in their mercy and power, to dispel The spectres of gloom from the prisoner’s cell; In love’s name to say to the stricken one there, That God still hath ear, and an answer to prayer.

3 And strong grows the heart of the outcast—and soon In that dim prison come the pure light-gleams of noon; The resolve and the faith of the sinner forgiven, Send him back to the world with a heart seeking heaven.

4 God’s angels! Love speed them o’er earth’s wide domain! New aids to impart, and new triumphs to gain; Till the wrathful and wrong from our world shall retire, And humanity’s groans in her praises expire.

5 For the promise of truth—though the doubting deny— Is, that love shall prevail in the earth as on high; Its life-waters healing, wherever they flow, With the angels above, or the angels below.

1 While sounds of war are heard around, And death and ruin strew the ground, To Thee we look, on Thee we call, The Parent and the Lord of all.

2 Thou, who hast stamped on human kind The image of a heaven-born mind, And in a Father’s wide embrace Hast cherished all the kindred race;

3 Great God! whose powerful hand can bind The raging waves, the furious wind, O bid the human tempest cease, And hush the maddening world to peace.

4 With reverence may each hostile land Hear and obey that high command, Thy Son’s blest errand from above— “My children, live in mutual love!”

1 Lord! deliver; Thou canst save; Save from evil, Mighty God! Hear—oh! hear the kneeling slave; Break—oh! break th’ oppressor’s rod.

2 May the captive’s pleading fill All the earth, and all the sky; Every other voice be still, While he pleads with God on high.

3 He, whose ear is everywhere, Who doth silent sorrow see, Will regard the captive’s prayer, Will from bondage set him free.

4 From the tyranny within, Save Thy children, Lord! we pray; Chains of iron, chains of sin, Cast, forever cast away.

5 Love to man, and love to God, Are the weapons of our war; These can break th’ oppressor’s rod— Burst the bonds that we abhor.

1 May freedom speed onward, wherever the blood Of the wronged and the guiltless is crying to God; Wherever from kindred, torn rudely apart, Comes the sorrowful wail of the broken of heart.

2 Wherever the shackles of tyranny bind In silence and darkness the God-given mind, There, Lord, speed it onward! the truth shall be felt, The bonds shall be loosened, the iron will melt.

3 Help us turn from the cavil of creeds, to unite Once again for the poor, in defence of the Right, Unappalled by the danger, the shame, or the pain, And counting each trial for Truth as our gain.

1 Daughter of Zion, awake from thy sadness! Awake! for thy foes shall oppress thee no more; Bright o’er thy hills dawns the day-star of gladness, Arise! for the night of thy sorrow is o’er.

2 Strong were thy foes, but the arm that subdued them And scattered their legions, was mightier far; They fled like the chaff from the scourge that pursued them; Vain were their steeds and their chariots of war.

3 Daughter of Zion, the power that hath saved thee Extolled with the harp and the timbrel should be; Shout! for the foe is destroyed that enslaved thee; Th’ oppressor is vanquished, and Zion is free.

1 Come, kingdom of our God, Sweet reign of light and love! Shed peace, and hope, and joy abroad, And wisdom from above.

2 Over our spirits first Extend thy healing reign; There raise and quench the sacred thirst, That never pains again.

3 Come, kingdom of our God! And make the broad earth thine; Stretch o’er her lands and isles the rod That flowers with grace divine.

4 Soon may all tribes be blest With fruit from life’s glad tree; And in its shade like brothers rest, Sons of one family.

1 The glorious universe around, The heavens with all their train, Sun, moon and stars, are firmly bound In one mysterious chain.

2 The earth, the ocean, and the sky, To form one world agree; Where all that walk, or swim, or fly, Compose one family.

3 God in creation thus displays His wisdom and His might; While all His works with all His ways Harmoniously unite.

4 In one fraternal bond of love, One fellowship of mind, The saints below and saints above Their bliss and glory find.

5 Here, in their house of pilgrimage, Thy statutes are their song; There, through one bright, eternal age, Thy praises they prolong.

6 Lord, may our union form a part Of that thrice happy whole; Derive its pulse from Thee the heart, Its life from Thee the soul.

1 Nature hath seasons of repose; Her slumbering clouds and quiet sky; And many a bright-faced stream that flows Forever noiselessly.

2 The stormy winds are hushed to rest, And hang self-poised upon their wings; And nursed on mother nature’s breast, Flowers lie like sleeping things.

3 The ocean, that in mountains ran, Spreads boundlessly without a wave; And is it only said of man, His peace is in the grave?

4 Oh! for the coming of the end, The last long Sabbath-day of time, When peace from heaven shall descend, Like light, on every clime.

5 For men in ships far off at sea Shall hear the happy nations raise The song of peace and liberty, And overflowing praise.

6 Mankind shall be one brotherhood; One human soul shall fill the earth, And God shall say, “The world is good As when I gave it birth.”

1 O Spirit of the living God, In all Thy plenitude of grace, Where’er the foot of man hath trod, Descend on our benighted race!

2 Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; Confusion, order, in Thy path; Souls without strength inspire with might; Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

3 O spirit of the Lord! prepare All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat.

4 Baptize the nations; far and nigh The triumphs of the cross record; Thy name, O Father, glorify, Till every people call Thee Lord.

1 O where are kings and empires now Of old that went and came? But Holy Church is praying yet, A thousand years the same. Mark ye her holy battlements, And her foundations strong; And hear within, her solemn voice, And her unending song.

2 For not like kingdoms of the world The Holy Church of God! Though earthquake shocks are rocking her, And tempests are abroad; Unshaken as eternal hills, Unmovable she stands,— A mountain that shall fill the earth, A fane unbuilt by hands.

1 Thy servants in the temple watched The dawning of the day, Impatient with its earliest beams Their holy vows to pay; And chosen saints far off beheld That great and glorious morn, When the glad day-spring from on high Auspiciously should dawn.

2 On us the Sun of Righteousness Its brightest beams hath poured; With grateful hearts and holy zeal, Lord, be Thy love adored; And let us look with joyful hope To that more glorious day, Before whose brightness sin and death, And grief, shall flee away.

1 Now let our voices join, To form one pleasant song: Ye pilgrims in God’s holy way, With music pass along!

2 How straight the path appears, How open and how fair! No lurking snares to entrap our feet, No fierce destroyer there!

3 But flowers of paradise In rich profusion spring; The sun of hope shines on our path, And dear companions sing.

4 All glory to His name, Who drew the shining trace; To Him who leads the wanderers on, And cheers them with His grace.

5 Subdue the nations, Lord! Teach all their kings Thy ways; That earth’s full choir the notes may swell, And heaven resound the praise.

1 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward speed! Cast abroad thy radiant light, Bid the shades recede; Tread the idols in the dust, Heathen fanes destroy, Spread the gospel’s love and trust, Spread the gospel’s joy.

2 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward fly! Long has been the reign of night, Bring the morning nigh. Unto thee earth’s sufferers lift Their imploring wail; Bear them heaven’s holy gift Ere their courage fail.

3 Onward speed thy conquering flight, Angel, onward speed! Morning bursts upon our sight, Lo, the time decreed! Now the Lord His kingdom takes, Thrones and empires fall, And the joyous song awakes, God is all in all.

1 God of the earnest heart, The trust assured and still, Thou who our strength forever art,— We come to do Thy will!

2 Upon that painful road By saints serenely trod, Whereon their hallowing influence flowed, Would we go forth, O God!

3 ’Gainst doubt and shame and fear In human hearts to strive, That all may learn to love and bear, To conquer self, and live;

4 To draw Thy blessing down, And bring the wronged redress, And give this glorious world its crown, The spirit’s Godlikeness.

5 No dreams from toil to charm, No trembling on the tongue;— Lord, in Thy rest may we be calm, Through Thy completeness, strong!

6 Thou hearest while we pray; O deep within us write, With kindling power, our God, to-day, Thy word,—“On earth be light!”

1 Prisoners of hope! be strong, be bold; Cast off your doubts, disdain to fear! The day which prophets have foretold, And saints have longed for, draweth near: Our God shall in His kingdom come; Prepare your hearts to make Him room!

2 O ye of fearful hearts, be strong! Your downcast eyes and hands lift up; Doubt not, nor cry “O God, how long?” Hope to the end, in patience hope! O never from your faith remove; Ye cannot fail, for God is love!

3 Lord, we have faith; we wait the hour Which to the earth Thy kingdom brings; When Thou, in love, and joy, and power, Shalt come and make us priests and kings: When man shall be indeed Thy son, And Thy pure will on earth be done.

1 Almighty Spirit, now behold A world by sin destroyed! Creative spirit, as of old Move on the formless void!

2 Give Thou the word—the healing sound Shall quell the deadly strife, And earth again, like Eden crowned, Bring forth the tree of life.

3 If sang the morning stars for joy When nature rose to view, What strains shall angel harps employ, When Thou shalt all renew!

1 We wait in faith, in prayer we wait, Until the happy hour When God shall ope the morning gate, By His almighty power.

2 We wait in faith, and turn our face To where the day-light springs; Till He shall come earth’s gloom to chase, With healing on His wings.

3 And even now, amid the gray, The East is brightening fast, And kindling to that perfect day Which never shall be past.

4 We wait in faith, we wait in prayer, Till that blest day shall shine, When earth shall fruits of Eden bear, And all, O God, be Thine!

5 O, guide us till our night is done! Until, from shore to shore, Thou, Lord, our everlasting sun, Art shining evermore!

1 God comes, with succor speedy, To those who suffer wrong; To help the poor and needy, And bid the weak be strong; He comes to break oppression, And set the captive free, To take away transgression, And rule in equity.

2 He shall come down, as showers Upon the thirsty earth; And joy and hope, like flowers, Spring in His path to birth. Before Him, on the mountains, Shall Peace, the herald, go, And Righteousness, in fountains, From hill to valley flow.

3 To Him shall prayer unceasing, And daily vows, ascend; His kingdom still increasing, A kingdom without end. The tide of time shall never His covenant remove; His name shall stand forever; His great, best name of Love.

1 Sing, ye redeemed of the Lord, Your great deliverer sing; Pilgrims, for Zion’s city bound, Be joyful in your King.

2 See the fair way His hand hath raised, How holy and how plain! Nor shall the simplest travellers err, Nor ask the trace in vain.

3 No ravening lion shall destroy, Nor lurking serpent wound; Pleasure and safety, peace and praise, Through all the path are found.

4 A hand divine shall lead you on Through all the blissful road, Till to the sacred mount you rise, And see your smiling God.

5 There, garlands of immortal joy Shall bloom on every head; While sorrow, sighing, and distress, Like shadows all are fled.

1 Faint the earth, and parched with drought, Make the waters, Lord, gush out! Streams of love our thirst to bless, Starting in the wilderness. Long we wait Thy peace to know: Father, bid the waters flow, Make the thirsty land a pool, Make man’s suffering spirit whole.

2 Hark! the wastes have found a voice; Loneliest deserts now rejoice, When the Lord His presence shows, Lo, they blossom like the rose; See! this barren earth of ours Buds and puts forth fruits and flowers, Flowers of Eden, fruits of peace, Love and Joy and Righteousness!

1 Spirit of peace and love and power, Fountain of life and light below, Abroad Thy healing influence shower, O’er all the nations let it flow. Inspire our hearts with perfect love; In all the work of faith fulfil; So not heaven’s host shall swifter move, Than we on earth, to do Thy will.

2 Father, ’tis Thine each day to yield Thy children’s wants a fresh supply; Thou clothest the lilies of the field, And hearest the young ravens cry. To Thee we pray; for all must live By Thee, who knowest their every need— Pray for the world, that Thou wilt give All human hearts Thy living bread.

3 In faith we wait and long and pray, To see that time, by prophets told, When nations, new-born into day, Shall be ingathered to Thy fold. We cannot doubt Thy gracious will, Thou mighty, merciful and just! And Thou wilt speedily fulfil The word in which Thy servants trust.

1 Gone is the hollow, murky night, With all its shadows dun; O shine upon us, heavenly light, As on the earth the sun!

2 Pour on our hearts Thy heavenly beam, In radiance sublime! Retire before that ray supreme, Ye sins of elder time!

3 Lo, on the morn that now is here No night shall ever fall; But faith shall burn, undimmed and clear, Till God be all in all.

4 This is the dawn of infant faith; The day will follow soon, When hope shall breathe with freer breath, And morn be lost in noon;

5 For to the seed that’s sown to-day A harvest time is given, When charity with faith to stay, Shall make on earth a heaven.