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3 Though their voices lower be,
Streams have too their melody;
Night and day they warbling run,
Never pause, but still sing on.
4 All the flowers that gild the spring
Hither their still music bring;
If heaven bless them, thankful, they
Smell more sweet, and look more gay.
5 Only we can scarce afford

This short office to our Lord;
We, on whom his bounty flows,
All things gives, and nothing owes.
6 Wake! for shame, my sluggish heart,
Wake! and gladly sing thy part;
Learn of birds, and springs, and flowers,
How to use thy nobler powers.

7 Call whole nature to thy aid;

Since 'twas he whole nature made;
Join in one eternal song,

Who to one God all belong.

8. Live for ever, glorious Lord!
Live by all thy works adored,
One in Three, and Three in One,
Thrice we bow to thee alone.

297

Amen.

J. Addison, 1672-1719.
HE spacious firmament on high,
With all the blue ethereal sky,

And spangled heavens, a shining frame,
Their great Original proclaim.

The unwearied sun from day to day
Does his Creator's power display,

And publishes to every land
The works of an almighty hand.

2 Soon as the evening shades prevail
The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;

Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings, as they roll,

And spread the truth from pole to pole.
3. What though in solemn silence all
Move round the dark terrestrial ball;
What though nor real voice nor sound
Amid their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing as they shine,
"The hand that made us is Divine.'

298 THO

Thomas Moore, 1779-1852.

HOU art, O God, the life and light
Of all this wondrous world we see ;
Its glow by day, its smile by night,

Are but reflections caught from thee:
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.
2 When day with farewell beam delays
Among the opening clouds of even,
And we can almost think we gaze
Through golden vistas into heaven,
Those hues that make the sun's decline
So soft, so radiant, Lord, are thine.
3 When night with wings of starry gloom
O'ershadows all the earth and skies,
Like some dark beauteous bird whose plume
Is sparkling with unnumbered eyes,
That sacred gloom, those fires divine,
So grand, so countless, Lord, are thine.
4. When youthful spring around us breathes,
Thy Spirit warms her fragrant sigh,
And every flower the summer wreathes
Is born beneath that kindling eye,
Where'er we turn, thy glories shine,
And all things fair and bright are thine.

299

Bishop R. Heber, 1783-1826.

HEN spring unlocks the flowers to paint the laughing soil;

WE

When summer's balmy showers refresh the mower's toil;

When winter binds in frosty chains the fallow and the flood;

In God the earth rejoiceth still, and owns his Maker good.

2 The birds that wake the morning, and those that love the shade;

The winds that sweep the mountain, or lull the drowsy glade;

The sun that from his amber bower rejoiceth on

his way,

The moon and stars-their Master's name in silent pomp display.

3 Shall man, the lord of nature, expectant of the sky,

Shall man alone, unthankful, his little praise deny?

No; let the year forsake his course, the seasons cease to be,

Thee, Master, must we always love, and, Saviour, honour thee.

4. The flowers of spring may wither, the hope of summer fade,

The autumn droop in winter, the birds forsake the shade;

The winds be lulled, the sun and moon forget their old decree;

But we, in nature's latest hour, O Lord, will cling to thee!

PART IV.

SACRAMENTS AND OTHER RITES.

HOLY COMMUNION.

300

A

J. Montgomery, 1771-1854.

CCORDING to thy gracious word,
A In meek humility,

This will I do, my dying Lord,

I will remember thee.

2 Thy Body, broken for my sake,
My Bread from heaven shall be ;
Thy testamental Cup I take,
And thus remember thee.

3 Gethsemane can I forget?

Or there thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember thee?

4 When to the Cross I turn mine eyes
And rest on Calvary,

O Lamb of God, my Sacrifice,

I must remember thee:

5 Remember thee, and all thy pains,
And all thy love to me;

Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember thee.

6. And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and memory flee,

When thou shalt in thy kingdom come,
Jesu, remember me.

301

W. Chatterton Dix, 1837-98.

LLELUYA, sing to Jesus,

His the sceptre, his the throne;

Alleluya, his the triumph,

His the victory alone:
Hark the songs of peaceful Sion
Thunder like a mighty flood;
Jesus, out of every nation,

Hath redeemed us by his Blood.

2* Alleluya, not as orphans

Are we left in sorrow now;

Alleluya, he is near us,

Faith believes, nor questions how;
Though the cloud from sight received him
When the forty days were o'er,
Shall our hearts forget his promise,
'I am with you evermore'?

3 Alleluya, Bread of Angels,

Thou on earth our Food, our Stay;
Alleluya, here the sinful

Flee to thee from day to day;
Intercessor, Friend of sinners,
Earth's Redeemer, plead for me,
Where the songs of all the sinless
Sweep across the crystal sea.

4. Alleluya, King eternal,

Thee the Lord of lords we own;

Alleluya, born of Mary,

Earth thy footstool, Heaven thy throne:

Thou within the veil hast entered,

Robed in flesh, our great High Priest;
Thou on earth both Priest and Victim
In the Eucharistic Feast.

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