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SPECIAL OCCASIONS-NATIONAL FESTIVALS AND FASTS.

2 Lord God of Sabaoth,
Mighty in war,

Boundless and numberless
Thine armies are.

Thy right hand conquereth
All that oppose;

Launch forth Thy thunderbolts,
Smite down our foes;
Lord God of Sabaoth,
Failing us never,
Lord God of Sabaoth,
Fight for us ever.

3 Lord God our Saviour,
Thy love o'erflows,
Making our wilderness
Bloom as the rose.
Thou with true liberty
Makest us free,
Knowing no master,
No king, but Thee;
Lord God our Saviour,
Failing us never,
Lord God our Saviour,
Reign Thou for ever.

4 Spirit of unity,
Crown of all kings,
Find us a resting place
Under Thy wings:
By Thine own presence
Thy will be done,
Millions of free men
Banded as one.
Lord God almighty,
Failing us never,
Thine be the glory,
Now and for ever. Amen.

6.6.4.6.6.6.4.

1 God bless our native land!
Firm may she ever stand,

Through storm and night;
When the wild tempests rave,
Ruler of winds and wave,
Do Thou our country save
By Thy great might.

2 For her our prayer shall rise To God, above the skies;

On Him we wait;
Thou Who art ever nigh,
Guarding with watchful eye,
To Thee aloud we cry,

God save the state! Amen.

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1 O God of love, O King of peace,
Make wars throughout the world to cease;
The wrath of sinful man restrain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again!

2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old,
The wonders that our fathers told;
Remember not our sin's dark stain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again!

3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord?
Where rest but on Thy faithful word?
None ever called on Thee in vain,
Give peace, O God, give peace again!

4 Where saints and angels dwell above,
All hearts are knit in holy love;
Oh, bind us in that heavenly chain!
Give peace, O God, give peace again!

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1 Dread Jehovah, God of nations, From Thy temple in the skies, Hear Thy people's supplications, Now for their deliverance rise.

Amen.

8.7.

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1 Across the sky the shades of night
This winter's eve are fleeting:
We deck Thine altar, Lord, with light,
In solemn worship meeting:
And as the year's last hours go by
We lift to Thee our earnest cry,

Once more Thy love entreating.

2 Before the cross, subdued we bow,
To Thee our prayers addressing;
Recounting all Thy mercies now,
And all our sins confessing;
Beseeching Thee, this coming year,
To hold us in Thy faith and fear.

And crown us with Thy blessing.

3 And, while we kneel, we lift our eyes
To dear ones gone before us;
Safe housed with Thee in Paradise,
Whose peace descendeth o'er us:
And beg of Thee, when life is past,
To re-unite us all, at last,

And to our lost restore us.

4 We gather up, in this brief hour, The memory of Thy mercies;

Thy wondrous goodness, love, and power, Our grateful song rehearses:

For Thou hast been our strength and stay, In many a dark and dreary day

Of sorrow and reverses.

6 Thou, O great God, in years to come,
Whatever fate betide us,

Right onward through our journey home
Be Thou at hand to guide us :
Nor leave us till, at close of life.
Safe from all perils, toil, and strife,
Heaven shall unfold and hide us.

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1 O God, the Rock of ages,

Who evermore hast been,-
What time the tempest rages,—

Our dwelling-place serene:
Before Thy first creations,

O Lord, the same as now,
To endless generations
The everlasting Thou!

2 Our years are like the shadows
On sunny hills that lie,
Or grasses in the meadows
That blossom but to die:
A sleep, a dream, a story
By strangers quickly told,
An unremaining glory

Of things that soon are old.

3 O Thou, Who canst not slumber,
Whose light grows never pale,
Teach us aright to number
Our years before they fail.
On us Thy mercy lighten,
On us Thy goodness rest,
And let Thy Spirit brighten
The hearts Thyself hast blest.

4 Lord, crown our faith's endeavor
With beauty and with grace,
Till, clothed in light for ever,
We see Thee face to face:
A joy no language measures;

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5 In many an hour, when fear and dread, Like evil spells have bound us,

A fountain brimming o'er ; An endless flow of pleasures; An ocean without shore.

Amen.

Amen.

7.6.

D.S.M.

And clouds were gathering overhead,
Thy providence hath found us :
In many a night when waves ran high,
Thy gracious presence drawing nigh

Hath made all calm around us.

A few more years shall roll,
A few more seasons come,

And we shall be with those that rest
Asleep within the tomb;

Then, O my Lord, prepare My soul for that great day; Oh, wash me in Thy precious blood, And take my sins away.

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SPECIAL OCCASIONS-FOR TRAVELLERS BY LAND OR SEA.

3 Safely from the boisterous main
Bring us back to port again:
In our haven we shall be,
Jesus, if we have but Thee.

4 Only by Thy power and love
Fit us for the port above;
Still the deadly storm within,
Gusts of passion, waves of sin:

5 So, when breaks the glorious dawn
Of the Resurrection morn,
When the night of toil is o'er,

We shall see Thee on the shore. Amen.

L.M.

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