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And pluck the holy fruits of love,
That meet us on our road.
And God the Holy GHOST,
And from the angel-host.
“For the ways of man are before the eyes of the LORD, and He pondereth all his goings.” 115. Lo, the golden light is peering,
Let the dimness fleet away,
From the narrow path astray.
Keep us, morn-like, chaste, and pure,
In our hearts no sin obscure.
May preserve our tongue from guile,
Hands from aught that can defile.
Which our every secret knows,
From first morn till evening's close.
To the Son and SPIRIT Blest,
Be throughout all worlds addrest.
“Ye are a chosen generation, a royal priesthood, an holy nation, a peculiar people; that ye should show forth the praises of Him Who hath called you out of darkness into His mar. vellous light." 116. O, How can worthy praises, LORD,
To Thee by man be given ?
To show the way to Heaven.
The faith we need to serve Thee well,
Thou dost Thyself supply,
And lifts the soul on high.
Thy favour best can win.
To yield Thy meed of praise,
Salvation's song can raise.
And humble souls approve,
Our sinful pride remove.
To be for sinners slain,
Our souls are raised again.
EVENING. “O LORD, how manifold are Thy works : in wisdom hast Thou made them all." 117. LORD of all power! at Whose command
The waters from their teeming womb, Brought forth the countless tribes of fish,
And birds of every note and plume ; Who didst, for natures linked in birth,
Far different homes of old prepare;
Lifting the birds aloft in air;
We ask of Thee, LORD Divine !
In Thy Own Blood, for ever Thine.
Safe from all pride, as from despair,
Not sunk too low, nor raised too high, Lest raised by pride, we headlong fall,
Sunk in despair, lie down and die.
Hear O Sole-begotten Son!
Reignest while endless ages run.
“The LORD is nigh unto all them that call upon Him, to all that call upon Him in truth.” 118. O God of our salvation, LORD
Of wondrous power and love,
Be sent us from above!
'Tis Faith that gives us strength to fight,
That we our foes may quell;
The fiery darts of hell.
In that most holy Name,
Hope rests her steadfast claim.
To run our heavenward race :
Our holy faith disgrace.
Be praise and glory given,
The light of truth from Heaven.
MORNING. “Hold Thou up my goings in Thy paths, that my footsteps slip not.” 119. O Thou, Who dost all nature sway,
Dread TRINITY in Unity!
To Thy eternal Majesty.
Satan hath wrought in us this night,
L'ike mist before the morning light.
A wakeful heart, a ready will;
The fervour of the soul to chill.
With Thy most pure celestial ray!
All the temptations of the day.
Hear us, O sole-begotten Son!
Reignest while endless ages run.
“ Thou makest him to have dominion of the works of Thy hands : and Thou hast put all things in subjection under his feet.” 120. And now, O God, Thy Mind resolves,
A holier work to frame;
A herald of Thy Name.
The breath of life is given ;
The lineaments of heaven.
The wide expanse of earth must own
His delegated sway,
Due homage he must pay.
The yoke he will not wear :
A rival front to rear.
The world hath overspread ;
E'en hope itself were dead.
Who saved us by His death,
By His celestial Breath.
“O LORD, be gracious unto iis; we have waited for Thee: be Thou their arm every morning, our salvation also in the time of trouble." 121. GLORY of the Heavens Supernal,
Blessed Hope of all on earth,
Spotless Virgin's Virgin Birth!
LORD, our soul in calmness raise,
We be kindled all to praise.
Herald of day's glory bright,
Shed on us Thine holy Light;
In our senses may abide,
Sanctified till glorified.