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4 Almighty God, to Thee

Be endless honour done,
The sacred Persons Three,

The power and Godhead one:
Where reason fails with all her powers,

There faith prevails, and love adores. 56

C. M. 1 God be glory, peace on earth,

Good-will to mortals shewn !
We praise, we bless, we glorify,

We worship Thee alone.
2 We thank Thee for Thy glorious grace,

That fills our souls with light;
Lord God! the King of heaven, the God

And Father of all might !
3 And Thou, beloved Son of God,

That tak'st our sins away,
Have mercy, Saviour of mankind,

And hear us when we pray !
4 Thou, with the Holy Ghost, O Christ,

Whom heaven and earth adore,
High in the Father's glory art

Exalted evermore.


C. M.




Son of God goes

forth to war,
A kingly crown to gain ;
His blood-red banner streams afar!

Who follows in His train ?

of woe,

2 Who best can drink His

Triumphant over pain,
Who patient bears His cross below,

He follows in His train !
3 The martyr first, whose eagle eye

Could pierce beyond the grave;
Who saw his Master in the sky,

And called on Him to save.
4 A glorious band, the chosen few

On whom the Spirit came ;
Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew,

And mocked the cross and flame. 5 A noble army—men and boys,

The matron and the maid,
Around the Saviour's throne rejoice,

In robes of light arrayed.
6 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven,

Through peril, toil, and pain :
O God! to us may grace be given

To follow in their train !


C. M.


OW bright these glorious spirits shine!

How came they to the blissful seats

Of everlasting day?
2 Lo! these are they, from sufferings great,

Who came to realms of light,
And in the blood of Christ have washed

Those robes which shine so bright.

3 Now with triumphal palms they stand

Before the throne on high,
And serve the God they love, amid

The glories of the sky.
4 The Lamb that dwells amidst the throne,

Shall o'er them still preside,
Feed them with nourishment divine,

And all their footsteps guide.
5 ’Mid pastures green He'll lead His flock,

Where living streams appear;
And God the Lord from every eye

Shall wipe off every tear.


S. M.


1 TOR all Thy saints, O Lord,

Who strove in Thee to live,
Who followed Thee, obeyed, adored,

Our grateful hymn receive.
2 For all Thy saints, O Lord,

Accept our thankful cry,
Who counted Thee their great reward,

And strove in Thee to die.
3 They all, in life and death,

With Thee their Lord in view,
Learned from Thy Holy Spirit's breath

To suffer and to do.
4 For this Thy Name we bless,

And humbly beg that we
May follow them in holiness,

And live and die in Thee.


L. M.


UR out Thy Spirit from on high,

Lord, Thine appointed servants bless :
Graces and gifts to each supply,

And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart,

Firmness with meekness from above,
To bear Thy people on their heart,

And love the souls whom Thou dost love: 3 To watch, and pray, and never faint,

By day and night strict guard to keep,
To warn the sinner, cheer the saint,

Protect Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep. 4 Then, when their work is finished here,

Let them in hope their charge resign ;
When the Chief Shepherd shall appear,

O God, may they and we be Thine!

C. M


1 IN token that thou shalt not fear

Christ crucified to own,
We print the Cross upon thee here,

And stamp thee His alone.
2 In token that thou shalt not blush

To glory in His Name,
We blazon here upon thy front

His glory and His shame.

3 In token that thou shalt not flinch

Christ's conflict to maintain,
But ’neath His banner manfully

Firm at thy post remain :
4 In token that thou too shalt tread

The path He travelled by,
Endure the cross, despise the shame,

And sit with Him on high : 5 Thus outwardly and visibly,

We seal thee for His own;
And may the brow that wears His cross

Hereafter share His crown!


L. M



Y God, and is Thy table spread,


Thither be all Thy children led,

And let them all Thy sweetness know. 2 Hail, sacred feast, which Jesus makes,

Communion of His flesh and blood !
Thrice-happy he, who here partakes

That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 3 O let Thy table honoured be,

And furnished well with joyful guests !
May every soul salvation see,

Who here its sacred pledges tastes !

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