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5 O Thou to whom, in ancient time,
The lyre of prophet-bards was strung,
To thee, at last, in every clime
Shall temples rise, and praise be sung.

11 & 8s M.

EPIS. COL

Thanksgiving and Praise in the Sanctuary.

1 BE joyful in God, all ye lands of the earth;
O, serve him with gladness and fear;
Exult in his presence with music and mirth;
With love and devotion draw near.

2 Jehovah is God, and Jehovah alone,
Creator and ruler o'er all;

And we are his people; his sceptre we own;
His sheep, and we follow his call.

30, enter his gates with thanksgiving and song; Your vows in his temple proclaim;

His praise in melodious accordance prolong,
And bless his adorable name.

4 For good is the Lord, inexpressibly good,
And we are the work of his hand;

His mercy and truth from eternity stood,
And shall to eternity stand.

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The Temple.

BOWRING

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1 IN thy courts let peace be found,
Be thy temple full of love;
Here we tread on holy ground,
All serene, around, above.

2 While the knee in prayer is bent,
While with praise the heart o'erflows,
Tranquillize the turbulent!

Give the weary one repose!

3 Be the place for worship meet,
Meet the worship for the place;
Contemplation's best retreat,
Shrine of guilelessness and grace!

4 As an infant knows its home,
Lord! may we thy temples know;
Hither for instruction come,

Hence by thee instructed go.

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For Divine Strength.

ANONYMOUS

1 FATHER, in thy mysterious presence kneeling,
Fain would our souls feel all thy kindling love;
For we are weak, and need some deep revealing
Of trust and strength, and calmness from above.

2 Lord, we have wandered forth through doubt and

sorrow,

And thou hast made each step an onward one; And we will ever trust each unknown morrow, Thou wilt sustain us till its work is done.

3 In the heart's depths a peace serene and holy

Abides; and when pain seems to have her will, Or we despair, O, may that peace rise slowly, Stronger than agony, and we be still!

4 Now, Father, now, in thy dear presence kneeling,
Our spirits yearn to feel thy kindling love;
Now make us strong, we need thy deep revealing
Of trust, and strength, and calmness, from above.

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1 WHERE ancient forests widely spread,
Where bends the cataract's ocean-fall,
On the lone mountain's silent head,
There are thy temples, God of all!

NORTON.

2 The tombs thine altars are; for there,
When earthly loves and hopes have fled,
To thee ascends the spirit's prayer,
Thou God of the immortal dead!

3 All space is holy, for all space

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Is filled by thee; but human thought
Burns clearer in some chosen place,

Where thine own words of love are taught.

4 Here be they taught; and may we know
That faith thy servants knew of old,
Which onward bears through weal or woe
Till death the gates of heaven unfold.

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T. H. GILL

Pure Worship.

1 How, Lord, shall vows of ours be sweet?
O, how should souls immortal meet?
How lose themselves in heaven a while?
How win thine own eternal smile?

2 Come beautiful, as souls should be!
Come beautiful for God to see!
Come holy-fair, come heavenly-bright,
And give the all-seeing eye delight!

3 Ye loving, of large souls and free,
Whose hours run on forgivingly,
You chief the God of love will hear, -
Your own the incessant pardoner!

4 Yet better songs, ye holy, raise!
More nobly live, more gladly praise!
Till beauteous round the heavenly throne
Ye worship best the holy One.

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Invocation.

F. H. HEDGE.

1 SOVEREIGN and transforming grace!

We invoke thy quickening power;
Reign the spirit of this place,
Bless the purpose of this hour.

2 Holy and creative light!

We invoke thy kindling ray;
Dawn upon our spirits' night,
Turn our darkness into day.

3 To the anxious soul impart
Hope all other hopes above;
Stir the dull and hardened heart
With a longing and a love.

4 Give the struggling peace for strife,
Give the doubting light for gloom,
Speed the living into life,

Warn the dying of their doom.

5 Work in all; in all renew,
Day by day, the life divine;
All our wills to thee subdue,
All our hearts to thee incline.

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