thought;

Thy hand

wrought;

unseen amidst us

Through mortal motive, scheme and plan,

Thy wise eternal purpose ran.

mp In weakness and in want we call On Thee for Whom the heavens are small;

Thy glory is Thy children's good, Thy joy Thy tender Fatherhood. mp O Father! deign these walls to bless;

Fill with Thy love their emptiness: cres And let their door a gateway be To lead us from ourselves to Thee! J. G. Whittier.

mf LIGHT up this house with glory, Lord;

Enter, and claim Thine own; Receive the homage of our souls, Erect Thy temple-throne.

mp We ask no bright shekinah-cloud To glorify the place;

Give. Lord, the substance of that sign

A plenitude of grace.

mp We rear no altar-Thou hast died; We deck no priestly shrine; What need have we of creatureaid?

The power to save is Thine.

up O Thou, Who, risen, cam'st to bless, Gently as comes the dew, limHere, entering, breathe on all around,

P "Peace, peace be unto you."

ask;

No tongues of flame desire ; Grant us the Spirit's quickening

light,

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C.M., double.

mf In this new house our hands have raised,

Thy service to pursue,

O may Thy Name henceforth be praised

By work more pure and true; May child and teacher evermore Come here with earnest heart, And those who never worked before Stand forth and bear their part. mf Nor for ourselves alone we plead, But for all faithful souls Who serve Thy cause by word or deed,

creso speed Thy work, victorious King! Whose names Thy book enrols. And give Thy workers might, That through the world Thy truth may ring,

f

And all men see Thy light!

8.5.8.5.8.4.3.

E. S. A.

f Honour, glory, might, and merit, Thine shall ever be !

Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,
Blessed Trinity!

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Of the best that Thou hast given.
Earth and Heaven
Render Thee.

6.5., 12 lines.

F. Pott.

Jesus, King of glory,
Throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Saviour,
Hear our grateful cry.

mf For Thy faithful servants
Who have entered in ;
For Thy fearless soldiers
Who have conquered sin;
For the countless legions
Who have followed Thee,
Heedless of the danger,
On to victory;

Jesus, King of glory,
Throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Saviour,
Hear our grateful cry.

mf Help us ever steadfast
In the faith to be:
In Thy Church's conflicts
Fighting valiantly.

res Loving Saviour, strengthen
These weak hearts of ours,
Through Thy cross to conquer
Crafty evil powers.

Jesus, King of glory,
Throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Saviour,
Hear Thy children cry.

mp When the shadows lengthen,
Show us, Lord, Thy way;
Through the darkness lead us
To the heavenly day ;

dim When our course is finished, Ended all the strife, cresGrant us with the faithful

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Palms and crowns of life.
Jesus, King of glory,
Throned above the sky,
Jesus, tender Saviour,
Hear Thy children cry.
W. H. Davison.
6.5., 8 lines.

IN God's holy dwelling,
Spared to meet again,
Hark! glad voices swelling,
Raise their yearly strain;
dim Children, bending lowly,
Join the angels' cry,
Holy, Holy, Holy,

f

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Is the Lord most High!"

All things tell His glory

Earth and heaven above; And the Gospel story

Tells His wondrous love : dim How the Father gave us His own Son to die; How the Son, to save us,

Left His throne on high.

mf Oh, how blest to know Him, And His love so true!

cres Oh, what joy to show Him, How we love Him too! For to us is given,

f

Here to taste His grace,
And the hope in heaven
To behold His Face.
Then, within His dwelling,
Raise the yearly song;
Let glad voices swelling

Still the strain prolong; dim Children, bending lowly, Join the angels' cry,

f O LORD of all, we bring to Thee our sacrifice of praise,

To Thee with glad and thankful hearts our festal hymn we raise : mf We are but children here on earth, and Thou art high above, cres But yet we dare to come to Thee, because Thy Name is Love.

If We praise Thee now for life, and health, and earthly happiness, For all the sacred human love that still our lives doth bless.

For Thy dear Son Whom Thou
hast sent, Whose kind and tender
voice

Bids the young children come to
Thee, and in Thy love rejoice.

mf What shall we render Thee, O Lord?
what tribute shall we bring?
O let us give our hearts, our lives,
in thankful offering.

Although we are but children, yet

Thou dost our service ask, And each in Thy great work may find his own appointed task. mp O make us watchful, lest by sin our hearts be overborne ;

O make us true in word and work, though all the world should

scorn;

O make us willing here to serve, in lowliness and love,

For Him Who in a servant's form came down from heaven above.