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The trivial round, the common !
Seek we no more; content with.
Only, O Lord, in Thy dear love
"Abide with us, for it is toward evening, and the day is far sp
IS gone, that bright and orbed bl..
In darkness and in weariness
Thou framer of the light and dark,
Steer through the tempest Thine own ark:
We are in port if we have Thee.
Oh! by Thine own sad burthen, borne
Teach Thou Thy priests their daily cross
If some poor wandering child of Thine
Watch by the sick: enrich the poor
Come near and bless us when we wake,
We lose ourselves in heaven above.
J. FLETCHER, PRINTER, NORWICH.
All night the lonely suppliant prayed
Alway imploring palms we raise toward heaven
And He drew near and talked with them
As the harp strings only render
As those that watch for the day
Beyond the dark and stormy bound
Birds have their quiet nest
Blinded and helpless, from thy roadside station
Calm on the bosom of thy God
Child, amidst the flowers at play
Christ, whose glory fills the skies
Father I bring this worthless child to Thee
Forth from the dark and stormy sky
Give as the morning that flows out of heaven!
Glorious things of thee are spoken
Glorious was that primeval light
Go when the morning shineth
God be with thee my beloved, God be with thee!
God doth not leave His own
God moves in a mysterious way
Good night, good night
I hoped that with the brave and strong
I like that ancient Saxon phrase, which calls
In silence mighty things are wrought
In the mid silence of the voiceless night
J shine in the light of God
It came upon the midnight clear
Jesus in thy memory keep
It is a place where poets crowned may feel the heart's decaying 148
Kind hearts are here, yet would the tenderest one
Light of light, enlighten me
Lord, and what shall this man do?
Lord I am come alone with Thee
Lord! we sit and cry to Thee