1 SWE praise thee, O God; we acknowledge thee to be the Lord. All the earth doth worship thee, the | Father everlasting.

2 To thee all angels cry aloud; the heavens and all the | powers therein. To thee cherubim and seraphim, con- tinually do cry,

3 Holy, holy, holy Lord God of Sabaoth;

Heaven and earth are full of the majesty of thy glory 4 The glorious company of the apostles | praise - thee! The goodly fellowship of the prophets praise - thee!

5 The noble army of martyrs | praise - thee!

The holy church throughout all the world, | doth acknowledge thee,

6 The Father, of an infinite majesty:

Thine adorable, true, and only Son: also the Holy | Ghost, the Comforter. (CHANT 41.)

7 THOU art the King of glory, O Christ;

Thou art the everlasting | Son - of the Father.

8 When thou tookest upon thee to de- | liver man,

Thou didst humble thyself to be | born - of a virgin.

9 When thou hadst overcome the | sharpness of death,

Thou didst open the kingdom of | heaven to all believers.

10 Thou sittest at the right hand of God in the glory | of the Father.

11

We believe that thou shalt | come to be our Judge.

We therefore pray thee help thy servants whom thou hast redeemed with thy |

precious blood;

Make them to be numbered with thy saints in | glory everlasting.

(CHANT 40.)

12 O LORD, save thy people, and bless thine heritage; Govern them and lift them up forever.

13 Day by day we | magnify thee;

And we worship thy name | ever world without end. 14 Vouchsafe, O Lord, to keep us this day | without sin.

O Lord, have mercy upon us; have | mercy upon us.

15 O Lord let thy mercy be upon us, as our trust | is in thee.
O Lord, in thee have I trusted; let me | never be confounded.

And on earth, | peace, good will towards men.

2 We praise thee, we bless thee, we | worship thee,

We glorify thee, we give thanks to | thee for thy great glory.

3 O Lord God, heavenly King;

God the Father Al- mighty.

6 Thou that takest away the | sins of the world, Have mercy upon us.

7 Thou that takest away the sins of the world, Receive, receive our prayer.

8 Thou that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, Have | mercy upon us.

(CHANT 42.)

9 FOR thou only art holy;

Thou only art the Lord.

10 Thou only, O Christ, with the Holy Ghost, Art most high in the glory of God the Father.

&

1 HOLY, holy, holy Lord | God Almighty!

Early in the morning shall our | song arise to thee.

2 Holy, holy, holy! All the saints adore thee,

Casting down their golden crowns a - | round the glassy sea.

3 Cherubim and seraphim fall | down before thee, Who wast, and art, and | evermore shalt be.

4 Holy, holy, holy! Though the | darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy | glory may not see;

5 Only thou art holy, there is | none beside thee, Perfect in power, in | love, and purity.

6 Holy, holy, holy Lord | God Almighty!

All thy works shall praise thy name, in | earth and sky and sea.

71. (CHANT 45.)

1 (THOU Maker of my vital frame, unveil thy face, pro- | nounce thy name; Shine to my sight, and let the ear which thou hast | formed, thy language hear: Divide, ye clouds, and let me see the Power that | gives me leave to be.

Where is thy residence? Oh, why dost thou avoid my | searching eye? Mysterious Being! Great Unknown! say, do the | clouds conceal thy throne? Or art thou all diffused abroad, through boundless | space, a present God?

3 ( Is there not some delightful art, to feel thy presence | in my heart? To hear thy whispers, soft and kind, in holy | silence of the mind!

Then rest, my thoughts; no longer roam in quest of | joy, for heaven's at home!

No. 45.

WATTS.

9:

1 FROM the recesses of a lowly spirit

My humble prayer ascends, -O | Father, hear it!
Borne on the trembling wings of fear and meekness;
For give its weakness.

2 I know, I feel how mean, and how unworthy
The lowly sacrifice I | pour before thee:
What can I offer thee, O thou most holy,
But | sin and folly?

3 Lord, in thy sight, who every bosom viewest,
Cold in our warmest vows, and | vain our truest ;
Thoughts of a hurrying hour-our lips repeat them
Our hearts forget them.

4 We see thy hand; it leads us; it supports us;
We hear thy voice; it | counsels, and it courts us;
And then we turn away! and still thy kindness
For gives our blindness.

5 Who can resist thy gentle call, appealing
To every generous thought and | grateful feeling?
Oh, who can hear the accents of thy mercy,
And never love thee?

6 Kind Benefactor! plant within this bosom
The seeds of holiness; and let them blossom
In fragrance, and in beauty bright and vernal,
And spring eternal..

7 Then place them in those everlasting gardens,
Where angels walk, and | seraphs are the wardens;

Where every flower, brought safe through death's dark portal,
Becomes immortal!

BOWRING

No. 47.

9:

73.

74.

1 LEAD, kindly Light, amid th' encircling gloom, lead | thou me on!
The night is dark, and I am far from | home; lead thou me on!
Keep thou my feet; I do not | ask to see

The distant scene; one | step's enough for me.

2 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that thou shouldst | lead me on;
I loved to choose and see my path; but | now, lead thou me on!
I loved the garish day, and | spite of fears,

Pride ruled my will: remember not past years!

3 So long thy power hath blessed me, sure it still will lead me on
O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, | till the night is gone,

And with the morn those angel | faces smile,

Which I have loved long | since, and lost awhile.

Our path with gloom; one comfort, one

to breathe, while we adore," Thy will be done"!

"Thy will be done"! *

NEWMAN.

Is ours,