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F. G. ILSLEY, 1887

121 DANIA 6.5.6.5.D. With Refrain

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Hear us,Thou that broodedst O'er the wa-t'ry deep, Wak-ing all creation

From its pri-mal sleep; Holy Spirit, breath-ing Breath of life di- vine,

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Un-chang-ing Peace 'mid storm and strife, Inspirer, Guide, and Friend:

Through Thee the worlds, with all they bear, Their might-y cours es run;

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Through Thee the heavens are passing fair, And splen-dor clothes the sun.

A-men.

2 The thoughts that move the heart of man 3 No noble work was e'er begun And lift his soul on high;

The skill that teaches him to plan

With wondrous subtlety;

These are Thy thoughts, Almighty Mind,
This skill is Thine, O Lord,

Who dost by hidden influence bind
All powers in deep accord.

Which came not first from heaven; No loving deed was ever done

Without Thine impulse given.

O fill us now, Thou living Power,
With energy divine;

Thus shall our wills from hour to hour

Become not ours, but Thine.

EBENEZER S. OAKLEY, 1885. v. 1 alt.

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3 Hast Thou not bid us love Thee, God and King?
All, all Thine own, soul, heart, and strength, and mind;
I see Thy cross there teach my heart to cling:

Oh, let me seek Thee, and oh, let me find.

4 Teach me to feel that Thou art always nigh;
Teach me the struggles of the soul to bear,
To check the rising doubt, the rebel sigh;
Teach me the patience of unanswered prayer.

5 Teach me to love Thee as Thine angels love,
One holy passion filling all my frame;
The kindling of the Heaven-descended Dove,
My heart an altar, and Thy love the flame.

GEORGE CROLY, 1854

124 REST L. M. 61.

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JOHN STAINER, 1875

tor Spirit, by whose aid The world's foun-da-tions first were laid,

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From sin and sor-row set us free,And make Thy tem-ples worthy Thee. A-men.

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2 O Source of uncreated light,

The Father's promised Paraclete!
Thrice holy fount, thrice holy fire,
Our hearts with heavenly love inspire;
Come, and Thy sacred unction bring
To sanctify us while we sing.

3 Plenteous of grace, come from on high,
Rich in Thy sevenfold energy;
Make us eternal truths receive,
And practise all that we believe;
Give us Thyself, that we may see
The Father and the Son by Thee.

4 Immortal honor, endless fame,

Attend the Almighty Father's Name;
The Saviour Son be glorified,
Who for lost man's redemption died;
And equal adoration be

Eternal Paraclete, to Thee.

Latin. c. 10th Century. Tr. JOHN DRYDEN, 1693. Alt.

E. PROUT

125 HURSTMONCEAUX P. M.

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Come Thou,oh,come: Sweetest and kindliest, Giver of tranquil rest.

Un-to the

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weary soul; In all anx-i - e - ty With pow'r from heav'n on high Con-sole. A-men.

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