7 my With smiles of peace, and looks of love,
Light in our dwellings we may make,
Bid kind good humour brighten there,
And do all still for Jesus' sake.

8 mf There's not a child so small and weak
But has his little cross to take,

His little work of love and praise
That he may do for Jesus' sake.

Amen.

Cecil Frances Alexander (1850).

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Ye are all the children of God by faith in
Christ Jesus. Gal. iii. 26.

1 mf WE are little Christian children,
We can run, and talk, and play;
The Great God of earth and heaven
Made, and keeps us every day.

8.7.8.7.

2 mf We are little Christian children;
Christ, the Son of God Most High,
With His precious Blood redeemed us,
Dying that we might not die.

3 mf We are little Christian children,
God the Holy Ghost is here,
Dwelling in our hearts to make us
Kind and holy, good and dear.

4 mp We are little Christian children,
Saved by Him Who loved us most,
We believe in God Almighty,
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Amen.

Cecil Frances Alexander (1848).

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Their angels do always behold the face of My
Father which is in heaven. Matt. xviii. 10.

8s.

1 WE praise Thee, O our God!--to Thee,
Father, our hymns once more ascend;
Thy mercy's ever new, and we

Hail with new song our changeless
Friend!

mf And may our gratitude now rise,
To find acceptance in the skies.

2 mf And, O Thou Holy, Undefiled,

Who once didst condescend to be Of woman born, a lowly Child, Receive our humble minstrelsy, cres And let it mingle with the song Which angels evermore prolong!

3 m And Thou, the Spirit of all grace, O Holy Ghost, the Comforter ! The Church is Thy blest dwelling-place, And we would seek Thy Presence here.

cres Here we have been baptized and blest; dim Here by Thy grace our souls would rest!

4 m Thy Face, O Lord, our angels see!

And yet they watch us from above;
So, while our hearts are fixed on Thee,
May we our earthly duties love;

cres Then, when the things of time depart,
ƒ We shall be with Thee, where Thou art!

Amen.

W. J. Irons.

The National Anthem.

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And all the people shouted, and said,
God save the King. 1 Sam. x. 24.

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.

1 GOD save our gracious Queen,
Long live our noble Queen,
God save the Queen :
Send her victorious,
Happy and glorious,
Long to reign over us:
God save the Queen.

2 mf O Lord our God, arise,
Scatter her enemies,

And make them fall:
Confound their politics;
Frustrate their knavish tricks ;
On Thee our hopes we fix;
God save us all.

3 m Thy choicest gifts in store
On her be pleased to pour;
Long may she reign:

cres

May she defend our laws,
And ever give us cause

To sing with heart and voice,
God save the Queen.

Amen.

Anon.

Visitation of the Sick; and
Private Use.

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The night cometh, when no man can work.
John ix. 4.

1 A DAY of work is done,

I needs must lay me down,
Lord, when the battle's won,
Give me a victor's crown.

2 When life's long day is past,
So I sink to rest,
may

Sweet be my sleep at last,

68.

And, like the present, blest. Amen.

Edward Thring.

Greater love hath no man than this, that a man
lay down his life for his friends. John xv.
13.

L.M.

1 Ан, my dear Lord! what could'st Thou spy In this impure, rebellious clay, That made Thee thus resolve to die

For those that kill Thee every day!

2 O what strange wonders could Thee move
To slight Thy precious Blood, and Breath?
Sure it was love, my Lord; for love
Is only stronger far than death!

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Henry Vaughan (1621–1695).

C.M.

As in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be
made alive. 1 Cor. xv. 22.

1 DEATH shut the gates of Paradise
'Gainst Adam and his sin,

And forged of flames the turning sword
That barred the pathway in ;-

2 But ever since, to check his pride,
Our servant has he been,

Sits sadly at the doors of life,
And toils to let us in.

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Edward Thring.

It may be that the Lord will look on mine afflic-
tion. 2 Sam. xvi. 12.

10s. DROP, drop, slow tears! and bathe those beauteous feet,

Which brought from heaven the news and Prince of peace:

Cease not, wet eyes! for mercy to entreat; To cry for vengeance Sin doth never

cease:

In your deep floods drown all my faults and fears;

Nor let His Eye see sin, but through my

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tears.

Phineas Fletcher (1582-1650).

Thy will be done. Matt. xxvi. 42.

8.8.6.8.8.6.

1 FATHER! Thy will, not Mine, be done!'
So prayed on earth Thy suffering Son;
So, in His Name I pray :

The spirit fails, the flesh is weak;
Thy help in agony I seek;

O take this cup away!

2 If such be not Thy sovereign will,
Thy wiser purpose then fulfil;
My wishes I resign,

Into Thy hands my soul commend,
On Thee for life or death depend;

Thy will be done, not mine! Amen.

J. Montgomery (1771-1854).