Thou, whose Almighty Word. Give tongues of fire and hearts of love Be darkness, at Thy coming, light; O Spirit of the Lord! prepare All the round earth her God to meet; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat. Baptize the nations far and nigh; The name of Jesus glorify, Till every kindred call Him Lord. God from eternity hath will'd All flesh shall His salvation see; So be the Father's love fulfill'd, 333 The Saviour's sufferings crown'd through Thee! Thou, whose Almighty Word. JOHN MARRIOTT. THOU, whose almighty word Chaos and darkness heard, And took their flight, Hear us, we humbly pray, And where the Gospel's day Sheds not its glorious ray Let there be light! Thou, who didst come to bring, Health to the sick in mind, Spirit of truth and love, Speed forth Thy flight; Blessed and Holy Three, Grace, Love, and Might! Boundless as ocean's tide, Rolling in fullest pride, Through the earth, far and wide, Let there be light! Hymn for Trinity Sunday. REV. HENRY MARCHMONT. OLY, Holy, Holy! unceasing anthems swelling, Saints ever sing in concert round Thy throne; Thou, in cloudless splendour, hast Thine eternal dwelling, Glorious and great! Thou, Lord, art God alone. Triune Jehovah, Holy Trinity; Ever undivided, perfect Unity; God in Three Persons, to all eternity. Hymn for Trinity Sunday. Holy, Holy, Holy! bright angels ever praising, All strike their harps to saintly strains on high; Lost in awe and rapture while on Thy glory gazing, Wond'ring with joy, Thy greatness magnify. Triune Jehovah, &c. 335 Holy, Holy, Holy! they day and night adore Thee, Holy, Holy, Holy! we penitents adoring, Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God of our salvation, Holy, Holy, Holy! blest Father, Son, and Spirit! Infinite in glory, and infinite in merit, Thee may we praise with all Thy "saints in light." Harvest Hymn. REV. JOHN KEble. LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead, And Thou hast sworn to hear; Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed, The fresh and fading year. Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild, And still, now spring has on us smiled, The former and the latter rain, The summer sun and air, The green ear, and the golden grain, Thine too by right, and ours by grace, The wondrous growth unseen, The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace, The love that shines serene. So grant the precious things brought forth By sun and moon below, That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, The God whom we adore, Be glory, as it was, is now, And shall be evermore. Amen. Lord of the Harvest. 337 Lord of the Harvest. PROFESSOR JOSEPH ANSTICE. LORD of the harvest, once again We thank Thee for the ripen'd grain; The bare dead grain, in autumn sown, Nor vainly of Thy Word we ask Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said, Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay! Y |