KW. ANNOTATE BIB ■Hi W8S& llllli ■■ -■■ mNgMgam wGm 4 m FROM THE LIBRARY OF REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D BEQUEATHED BY HIM TO THE LIBRARY OF PRINCETON THEOLOGICAL SEMINARY PhrMdi Q£l5 Section S.^Y*^ 41 3t is a goob tl)ing to gine thanks unto the Corb: anb to sing praises unto Z\)v\ Xante, (P Itlost Ugliest."-/'- a.i. ^ASl Ut i>m;^ SEP 21 1934 MYMNS AND OLD AND NEW m^M ANNOTATED), FOR THE undag Sehool^Home, TOGKTHKR WITH A SHORT LITURGY. EDITED BY LORENZO GORHAM STEVENS, B. D. Presbyter of the Diocese of Fredericton. SAINT JOHN, N. B. J. & A. McMillan, 98 Prince Wm. Street. 1891. Entered according to Act of Parliament of Canada, in the year 1891, by L. G. STEVENS. In the Office of the Minister of Agriculture, at Ottawa. To the Teachers OF St. Luke's Church Sunday School, St. John, Whose Untiring and Unselfish Interest in the Religious Training of the Young has made them True " Fellow- Workers unto the Kingdom of God/' the Editor Inscribes this Book in Grateful Recognition of their Valued Co-operation and in Testimony of the Constant Affection with which BE is Faithfully their Friend and Minister. PREFACE. The Editor was led to prepare this little Service Book and Hymnal primarily to meet a pressing want in his own Sunday School. And it is herewith pre- sented to the Church in the hope that it will supply a deficiency long felt and loudly expressed in our Sun- day Schools at large. I. It is a delusion to suppose that, for the success of the Sunday School, the children need a Prayer Book of their own — a sort of Primer Prayer Book, so childlike in character as to be outgrown with child- hood. Such a book — and they are many arid diverse — is generally loaded with the phraseology of the Book of Common Prayer, but lacking its unifying, harmonizing spirit. Intended as an introduction to the Prayer Book, it soon proves to be a rival and sub- stitute for it. If the Prayer Book is to be imitated, it must be imitated on its own lines. The Introductory Sentences, the Versicles, the Prayers, like the Creeds and the Psalms, should be those of the Prayer Book itself. The Sunday School — an embryo Church con- gregation — should be educated in sound Church doctrine and correct forms of Church worship. The pupil of today is to become the teacher of a future generation ; and the power of association in the human mind, especially in connection with Sunday School vii PREFACE. worship, is so strong, that it is of vital importance for the Sunday School scholar to be surrounded and per- meated from his earliest years, with a wholesome Church atmosphere. The Sentences, Versicles, Canticles and Collects, introduced into the liturgical portion of this book, are such as to enable the Sunday School scholar, even while a pupil, to join heartily and intelligently in the use of the Prayer Book — such as to teach him to take his part in public worship all through his life. II. In the Selection of the Hymns, the Editor has searched the standard collections of devotional hymns, and from a careful examination of over 2000 hymns and carols, has chosen 215 as the u cream of the cream " of both old and new. The three or four lead- ing Anglican Hymnals contain over a thousand dif- ferent hymns. Of each of these hymnals it may be said that rarely are more than a certain two or three hundred hymns in actual use — only about that num- ber grow to be familiar and dear. It is these repre- sentative hymns that the Sunday School should prize and learn. For this reason this collection of hymns and carols has been formed on eclectic prin- ciples — whatever found good and appropriate has been inserted without regard to the supposed " relig- ious school" of the authors — whether so-called; "High," "Low," or "Broad," whether early Christian, Mediaeval, Roman, Greek, Anglican, or Non-conformist. That the hymns are in the main drawn from the most approved sources of the Anglican Church (using that tenia in its broadest sense) the first line of each hymn viii PREFACE. a- given in the Index will indicate also in which of the leading Hymn Books it may be found. The text of the hymns has been kept in its most authentic form. If the Church's Hymnal be used in the Sunday School, too often are the hymns chosen from those arranged under the heading of "Children's Hymns,'" to the practical exclusion of all others — though these others are often as suitable to children as to their seniors. For example. Bishop Heber's noble Trinity Hymn, "Holy, Holy. Holy, Lord God Almighty," should be sung, and not infrequently, by the youngest, though they no more fully understand its deep mean- ing than they do that of the Apostles' Creed or the Ten Commandment-. It is earnestly to be hoped that many such represen- tative hymns will become stereotyped in the memory of the child, and thus become a holy, educating power in its daily life. A prominent speaker in a recent Church Congress well said: " In many cases hymn- dominate our pub- lic worship. They give it much of its characteristic value. And let as not suppose that the hymns are done with when the service is over. They dwell in the memory of the young and linger lovingly in the minds of the old. Shopboy> and ploughboys whistle the well-known lines. The life of many a servant girl is brightened by the possession of her hymn book. No Sunday pas-cs in which the hymns song at Church are not sung again in homes, while their use tor tin- sick and dying is universally acknowledged/ 1 ix PREFACE. But all this is possible only when the words, as well as the tune, shall have been memorized. Would it not be well to have the entire school frequently recite such hymns in unison, and afterward sing them without the use of the Hymn Book ? And do we not cultivate a spirit of true devotion by explaining the hymns we sing? Such an acquisition of poetry and theology would be invaluable in after life. It is highly desirable, however, not only to know the words of the hymn, but also to know something about its author, and its tune-composer, with correct dates. At the head of each hymn will be printed this brief information, which in itself will prove a valuable education for the child. A vivid personality will thus be associated with each hymn, where now there is a dull monotony or a vague anonymousness. Furthermore, to meet the wants and desires of the older scholars especially, who like to own their Sunday School Hymn Book, and upon whom private home study should be urged, there will be found introduced at the end a series of Notes giving information concerning the author and composer of each of the leading hymns. While hymns appropriate for all of the Church's varied seasons will be found carefully indexed, yet, in order to secure a more constant use of hymns fit not only for special seasons, but for general use, the usual division titles have been omitted. The words are so arranged on the pages that no leaf need be turned in the singing of any hymn. HI. In selecting the music an attempt has been made to have the hymns and tunes adapted to each X PREFACE. other. To sing some hymns to any other tunes than those to which, by a very general consent, they are wedded, seems almost a sacrilege. "Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty"; "Our bless' d Redeemer, ere He breathed'' ; "The Church's one foundation" ; M When morning gilds the skies," will be sung, we may well believe, to their respective and almost uni- versally acknowledged tunes, till the Church Militant becomes the Church Triumphant. On the other hand a large number of tunes must undergo a process of eclecticism — the fittest will survive. For this reason, and to help hasten on the time of a more general con- sensus of opinion in the matter of the fittest tunes, the Editor has, in numerous instances, specified what, in his judgment, seems the best alternative tune. In all cases attention has been paid to the quality of easy and attractive melody — to setting the hymns to tunes, that are not only fit to be sung, but that are singable. When melody, which Mozart declared to be essential to effective music, is sacrificed for the sake of complicated harmonies, congregational singing will be in danger of becoming extinct. But experience abundantly shows that an elaboration of the accom- paniment does not trouble children at all, provided the melody is simple and flowing. The complaint is often made that children will not learn certain tunes. A careful examination will in every case show such tunes to be deficient in melody. A large number of unison tune* with an "obligato" organ accompaniment have been chosen ; the obvious advantages of which are that the monotony of repeti- xi PREFACE. tion is modified by varied harmony, and the changing sentiment of the words more faithfully reflected by the music. The Editor would suggest that singing in unison be frequently adopted. In all instances, the music will, it is believed, be found to be bright, and at the same time of a high order; such that the scholars will really care to sing, instead of standing listless or impatient while the choir performs its perfunctory and monotonous ex- ercise. It is a mistake to suppose that children can- not easily learn good music, music dignified and majestic in movement, noble and elevating in expres- sion. Is it not within the power of accomplishment to get out a book, the hymns of which shall be warm, devout, uplifting, worth committing to memory; and the tunes of which will not only please when first sung, but will wear ? If this little book, believed to be the first of its kind published for the Sunday School and the Home, shall in any degree help to realize that consummation, the Editor will feel amply repaid for the time and care of preparing it. L. G. S. All Saints, 1891. Lf a generous welcome shall be extended to this edition, containing the words -only, it is purposed to publish a complete musical edition, which it is hoped will meet with acceptance at the hands of all true- hearted Church musicians. XU " Jht euerg thing bg praner anb supplica- tion toith ttjanksgitring, let nonr requests be mabe knotrm unto ©ob."-^//. * '.*. ORDER OF SERVICE FOR THE OPENING OF THE SCHOOL. The Teachers and Scholars, standing up in their respec- tive classes, after a Hymn shall have been sung, the Minister or Superintendent shall say some one or more of these Sentences that follow: I WILL arise, and go to my father, and will say unto him, Father, I have sinned against heaven, and be- fore thee, and am no more worthv to be called thv son. St. Ijuke, xv, 18, 19. The sacrifices of God are a broken spirit : a broken and a contrite heart. O God, thou wilt not despise. Psalm, li, 17. If we say that we have no sin, we deceive ourselves, and the truth is not in us: bat, if we confess our sins, he is faithful and just to forgive us our sins, and to cleanse us from all unrighteousness. 1 St. John, i, 8, 9. DEARLY beloved, I pray and beseech you, as many as are here present, to accompany me with a pure heart, and humble voice, unto the throne of the heav- enly grace, saying after me, (All kneeling.) ALMIGHTY and most merciful Father ; We have erred and strayed from thy ways like lost sheep. I ORDER OF SERVICE. We have followed too much the devices and desires of our own hearts. We have offended against thy holy laws. We have left undone those things which we ought to have done ; And we have done those things which we ought not to have done; And there is no health in us. But thou, O Lord, have mercy upon us, miserable offenders. Spare thou them, O God, which confess their faults. Restore thou them that are peni- tent ; According to thy promises declared unto man- kind in Christ Jesu our Lord. And grant, O most merciful Father, for his sake ; That we may hereafter live a godly, righteous, and sober life, To the glory of thy holy Name. Amen. OUR Father, which art in heaven, Hallowed be thy Name. Thy kingdom come. Thy will be done in earth, As it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. And forgive us our trespasses, As we for- give them that trespass against us. And lead us not into temptation; But deliver us from evil: For thine is the kingdom, The power, and the glory, For ever and ever. Amen. Versicle. O Lord, open thou our lips, Response. And our mouth shall shew forth thy praise. (All standing.) V. Praise ye the Lord. R. The Lord's Name be praised. Then shall follow A SELECTION OF THE PSALMS, Then shall be read THE LESSON. Which shall be the portion of Scripture appointed for the Sunday School Lesson for the day. ORDER OF SERVICE. Then shall be said or sung one of the folloviing : AT MORNING PRAYER. Either the Hymn called Te Deum Laudamus. WE praise thee, O God : we acknowledge thee to be the Lord. All the earth doth worship thee : the Father ever- lasting. To thee all Angels cry aloud : the Heavens, and all the Powers therein. To thee Cherubin, and Seraphin : continually do cry, Holy, Holy, Holy : Lord God of Sabaoth ; Heaven and earth are full of the Majesty : of thy Glory. The glorious company of the Apostles: praise thee. The goodly fellowship of the Prophets: praise thee. The noble army of Martyrs : praise thee. The holy Church throughout all the world: doth acknowledge thee ; The Father : of an infinite Majesty ; Thine honourable, true: and only Son ; Also the Holv Ghost: the Comforter. Thou art the King of Glory : O Christ, Thou art the everlasting Son : of the Father. When thou lookest upon thee to deliver man: thou didst not abhor the Virgin's womb. When thou hadst overcome the sharpness of death : thou didst open the Kingdom of Heaven to all be- lievers. Thou sittest at the right hand of God : in the Glory of the Father. We believe that thou shait 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. ORDER OF SERVICE. Lord, save thy people : and bless thine heritage. Govern them : and lift them up for ever. Day by day : we magnify thee ; And we worship thy Name: ever world without end. Vouchsafe, Lord: to keep us this day without sin. O Lord, have mercy upon us : have mercy upon us. Lord, let thy mercy lighten upon us: as our trust is in thee. O Lord, in thee have I trusted : let me never be confounded. ~ ., - ; Or this Psalm. JUBILATE. Psalm, o. OBE joyful in the Lord, all ye lands: serve the Lord with gladness, and come before his presence with a song. Be ye sure that the Lord he is God : it is he that hath made us, and not we ourselves ; we are his peo- ple, and the sheep of his pasture. O go your way into his gates with thanksgiving, and into his courts with praise : be thankful unto him, and speak good of his Name. For the Lord is gracious, his mercy is everlasting : and his truth endureth from generation to generation. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to the Holy Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be : world without end. Amen. AT EVENING PRAYER. MAGNIFICAT. St. Luke, i. MY soul doth magnify the Lord : and my spirit hath rejoiced in God my Saviour. For he hath regarded : the lowliness of his hand- maiden. For behold, from henceforth : all generations shall call me blessed. For he that is mighty hath magnified me : and holy is his Name. 4 ORDER OF 8ERVICE. And his mercy is on them that fear him: through- out all generations. He hath shewed strength with his arm : he hath scattered the proud in the imagination of their hearts. He hath put down the mighty from their seat : and hath exalted the humble and meek. He hath tilled the hungry with good things : and the rich he hath sent empty away. He remembering his mercy hath holpen his servant Israel : as he promised to our forefathers, Abraham and his seed, for ever. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son: and to the Holy Ghost ; As it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be : world without end. Amen. Or, NUNC DIMITTIS. St. Luke, ii, 29. LORD, now lettest thou thy servant depart in peace according to thy word. For mine eyes have seen : thy salvation, Which thou hast prepared : before the face of all people ; To be a light to lighten the Gentiles : and to be the glory of thy people Israel. Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to the Holy Ghost ; Aj it was in the beginning, is now, and ever shall be : world without end. Amen. V. The Lord be with you. R. And with thy spirit. V. Let us pray. Then shall the Minister or Superintendent say y all kneeling, one or more of the following Prayers : LORD, we beseech thee, mercifully hear our prayers, and spare all those who confess their 5 o ORDER OF SERVICE. sins unto thee; that they, whose consciences by sin are accused, by thy merciful pardon may be absolved ; through Christ our Lord. Amen. OLORD, we beseech thee, absolve thy people from their offences; that through thy bountiful good- ness we may all be delivered from the bands of those sins, which by our frailty we have committed : Grant this, O heavenly Father, for Jesus Christ's sake, our blessed Lord and Saviour. Amen. GRANT, we beseech thee, merciful Lord, to thy faithful people pardon and peace, that they may be cleansed from all their sins, and serve thee with a quiet mind ; through Jesus Christ, our Lord. Amen. OGOD, who knowest us to be set in the midst of so many and great dangers, that by reason of the frailty of our nature we cannot always stand upright ; Grant to us such strength and protection, as may sup- port us in all dangers, and carry us through all temp- tations ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who seest that we have no power of ourselves to help ourselves ; Keep us both outwardly in our bodies and inwardly in our souls ; that we may may be defended from all adversi- ties which may happen to the body, and from all evil thoughts which may assault and hurt the soul ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. OLORD, who never failest to help and govern them whom thou dost bring up in thy steadfast fear and love ; Keep us, we beseech thee, under the protec- tion of thy good providence, and make us to have a perpetual fear and love of thy holy Name ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. OLORD, from whom all good things do come; Grant to us, thy humble servants, that by thy holy inspiration we may think those things that be good, and by thy merciful guiding may perform the same ; through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen, 6 ORDER OF SERVICE. LORD of all power and might, who art the author and giver of all good things ; Graft in our hearts the love of thy Name, increase in us true religion, nourish us with all goodness, and of thy great mercy keep us in the same; through Jesus Christ our Lord. j 1 men. BLESSED Lord, who hast caused all holy Scriptures to be written for our learning ; Grant that we may in such wise hear them, read, mark, learn and in- wardly digest them, that by patience and comfort of thy holy Word, we may embrace and ever hold fast the blessed hope of everlasting life, which thou hast "iven us in our Saviour Jesus Christ. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who by thy son Jesus Christ didst give to thy Apostle Saint Peter many ex- cellent gifts, and commandedst him earnestly to feed thy flock ; Make, we beseech thee, all Bishops and Pastors diligently to preach thy holy Word, and the people obediently to follow the same, that they may receive the crown of everlasting glory; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY and everlasting God, who didst give to thine Apostle Bartholomew grace truly to believe and to preach thy Word ; Grant, we beseech thee, unto thy Church, to love that Word which he believed, and both to preach and receive the same ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. OLORD, we beseech thee mercifully to receive the prayers of thy people which call upon thee: and grant that they may both perceive and know what things they ought to do, and also may have grace and power faithfully to fulfil the same ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ORDER OF SERVICE. Then shall the Superintendent say : UNTO God's gracious mercy and protection Ave commit you. The Lord bless you and keep you. The Lord make his face to shine upon you and be gracious unto you. The Lord lift up the light of his countenance upon you, and give you peace, both now and evermore. Amen. ORDER OF SERVICE FOR CLOSING THE SCHOOL. H YMX. APOSTLES' CREED. I believe In God the Father Almighty, Maker of heaven and earth ; And in Jesus Christ, his only Son, our Lord ; Who was conceived by the Holy Grhost, born of the Virgin Mary ; Suffered under Pontius Pilate, was crucified, dead and buried ; He descended into hell, the third day he rose again from the dead ; He ascended into heaven, and sitteth on the right hand of God the Father Almighty ; From thence he shall come to judge the quick and the dead ; I believe • In the Holy Ghost ; The Holy Catholic Church, the communion of saints : The forgiveness of sins ; The resurrection of the body ; And the life everlasting. Amen. V. The Lord be with you. B. And with thy sprit. P. Let us pray. 9 ORDER OF SERVICE. Then shall follow the Collect for the Day, and one or more of the following Prayers: A collect for peace (only in morning). OGOD, who art the author of peace and lover of concord, in knowledge of whom standeth our eternal life, whose service is perfect freedom ; Defend us thy humble servants in all assaults of our enemies ; that we, surely trusting in thy defence, may not fear the power of any adversaries ; through the might of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A collect for grace (only in morning). OLORD, our heavenly Father, Almighty and ever- lasting God, who hast safely brought us to the beginning of this day ; Defend us in the same with thy mighty power ; and grant that this day we fall into no sin, neither run into any kind of danger; but that all our doings may be ordered by thy governance to do always that is righteous in thy sight; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A collect for PEACE (only in evening). OGOD, from whom all holy desires, all good coun- sels, and all just works do proceed ; Give unto thy servants that peace which the world cannot give ; that both our hearts may be set to obey thy commandments and also that by thee we being defended from the fear of our enemies may pass our time in rest and quietness ; through the merits of Jesus Christ our Saviour. Amen. a collect for aid against all PERILS (only in [evening). j IGHTEN our darkness, we beseech thee, O Lord ; 1J and by thy great mercy defend us from all perils and dangers of this night; for the love of thy only Son, our Saviour, Jesus Christ. Amen. IO ORDER OF SERVICE. \ LMIGHT Y and everlasting God, heavenly Father, x ~\ we give thee humble thanks that thou hast vouch- safed to call us to the knowlege of thy grace and faith in thee. Increase this knowledge and confirm this faith in us evermore, through our Lord Jesus Christ, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Spirit, now and for ever. Amen. ALMIGHTY and everliving God, we humbly be- seech thy Majesty, that, as thy only-begotten Son was presented in the temple in substance of our flesh, so we may be presented unto thee with pure and clean hearts, by the same thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. We yield thee hearty thanks, most merciful Father, that it hath pleased thee to regenerate us with thy Holy Spirit, to receive us for thine own children by adoption, and to incorporate us into thy holy Church. And humbly we beseech thee to grant, that we, being- dead unto sin, and living unto righteousness, and being buried with Christ in his death, may crucify the old man, and utterly abolish the whole body of sin ; and that, as we are made partakers of the death of thy Son, we may also be partakers of his resurrection ; so that finally, with the residue of thy holy Church, we may be inheritors of thine everlasting kingdom ; through Christ our Lord. Amen. Fob Grace. ALMIGHTY and everliving God, who makest us both to will and to do those things that be good and acceptable unto thy Divine Majesty : We make our humble supplications unto thee. Let thy fatherly hand, we beseech thee, ever be over us ; let thy Holy Spirit ever be with us ; and so lead us in the know- ledge and obedience of thy Word, that in the end we may obtain everlasting life ; through our Lord Jesus Christ, who «rith thee and the Holy Ghost liveth and reigneth, ever one God, world without end. Amen. ii ORDER OF SERVICE. For the Gifts of the Spirit. ALMIGHTY and everliving God; Strengthen us we beseech thee, O Lord, with the Holy Ghost the Comforter, and daily increase in us thy manifold gifts of grace ; the spirit of wisdom and understanding ; the spirit of counsel and ghostly strength ; the spirit of knowledge and true godliness; and till us, O Lord, with the spirit of thy holy fear, now and for ever. Amen. GRANT, O Lord, that as we are baptized into the death of thy blessed Son our Saviour Jesus Christ, so by continual mortifying our corrupt affections we may be buried with him ; and that through the grave, and gate of death, we may pass to our joyful resurrec- tion ; for his merits, who died, and was buried, and rose again for us, thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who out of the mouths of babes and sucklings hast ordained strength, and madest infants to glorify thee by their deaths; Mortify and kill all vices in us, and so strengthen us by thy grace, that by the innocency of our lives, and con- stancy of our faith even unto death, we may glorify thy holy Name ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. A men. ALMIGHTY God, the fountain of all wisdom, who knowest our necessities before we ask, and our ignorance in asking ; We beseech thee to have com- passion upon our infirmities ; and those things, which for our unworthiness we dare not, and for our blind- ness we cannot ask, vouchsafe to give us, for the worthi- ness of thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who shewest to them that be in error the light of thy truth, to the intent that they may return into the way of righteousness ; Grant unto all them that are admitted into the fellowship of Christ's Religion, that they may eschew those things that are contrary to their profession, and follow all 12 ORDER OF SERVICE. such things as are agreeable to the same ; through our Lord Jesus Christ. Amen. OGOD, the strength of all them that put their trust in thee, mercifully accept our prayers ; and be- cause through the weakness of our mortal nature we can do no good thing without thee, grant us the help of thy grace, that in keeping of thy commandments we may please thee, both in will and deed ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who hast built thy Church upon the foundation of the Apostles and Prophets, Jesus Christ himself being the head corner-stone; Grant us so to be joined together in unity of spirit by their doctrine, that we may be made an holy temple acceptable unto thee ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who hast knit together thine elect in one communion and fellowship, in the mystical body of thy Son Christ our Lord ; Grant us grace so to follow thy blessed Saints in all virtuous and godly living, that we may come to those unspeak- able joys, which thou has prepared for them that un- feigned ly love thee ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. A men. For Unity. OGOD the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, our only Saviour, the Prince of Peace ; Give us grace seriously to lay to heart the great dangers we are in by our unhappy divisions. Take away all hatred and prejudice, and whatsoever else may hinder us from godly Union and Concord : that, as there is but one Body, and one Spirit, and one Hope of our Calling, one Lord, one Faith, one Baptism, one God and Father of us all, so we may henceforth be all of one heart, and of one soul, united in one holy bond of Truth and Peace, of Faith and Charity, and may with one mind and one mouth glorify thee ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 13 ORDER OF SERVICE. A Prayer for the Clergy and People. ALMIGHTY and everlasting God, who alone workest great marvels ; Send down upon our Bishops and Curates, and all Congregations committed to their charge, the healthful Spirit of thy grace; and that they may truly please thee, pour upon them the con- tinual dew of thy blessing. Grant this, O Lord, for the honour of our Advocate and Mediator, Jesus Christ. Amen. A Prayer for a Sick Person. ALMIGHTY God, and merciful Father, to whom alone belong the issues of life and death ; Look down from heaven, we humbly beseech thee, with the eyes of mercy upon [Here name the person for whom special prayer is to be offered] now lying upon the bed of sickness : Visit him, O Lord, with thy salvation; deliver him in thy gocd appointed time from his bodily pain, and save his soul for thy mercies' sake; That, if it shall be thy pleasure to prolong his days here on earth, he may live to thee, and be an instrument of thy glory, by serving thee faithfully, and doing good in his generation ; or else receive him into those heavenly habitations, where the souls of them that sleep in the Lord Jesus enjoy perpetual rest and felicity. Grant this, O Lord, for thy mercies' sake, in the same thy Son our Lord Jesus Christ, who liveth and reigneth with thee and the Holy Ghost, ever one God, world without end. Amen. A General Thanksgiving. ALMIGHTY God, Father of all mercies, we thine unworthy servants do give thee most humble and hearty thanks for all thy goodness and loving-kindness to us, and to all men; [* particularly *l his to be said to those who desire now to offer up when any that . , , i • • - ji have been pray- their praises and thanksgivings Jor thy e d for desire to late mercies vouchsafed unto them.] return praise. We bless thee for our creation, preservation, and all the 14 ORDER OF;SERVICE. blessings of this life ; but above all, for thine inestim- able love in the redemption of the world by our Lord Jesus Christ ; for the means of grace, and for the hope of glory. And, we beseech thee, give us that due sense of all thy mercies, that our hearts may be un- feignedly thankful, and that we shew forth thy praise, not only with our lips, but in our lives ; by giving up ourselves to thy service, and by walking before thee in holiness and righteousness all our days ; through Jesus Christ our Lord, to whom with thee and the Holy Ghost be all honour and glory, world without end. Amen. A Prayer <>k St. Chrysostom. ALMIGHTY God, who hast given us grace at this time with one accord to make our common sup- plications unto thee ; and dost promise, that when two or three are gathered together in thy Name thou wilt grant their requests; Fulfil now, Lord, the desires and petitions of thy servants as may be most expedient for them : granting us in this world know- ledge of thy truth, and in the world to come life ever- lasting. Amen. 2 Cor. xiii. THE grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost, be with us all evermore. Amen. 15 ORDER OF SERVICE. A LITANY. OGOD the Father, of heaven : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. God the Father, of heaven: have mercy upon us miserable sinners. O God the Son, Redeemer of the world : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. God the Son, Redeemer of the world : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. O God the Holy Ghost, proceeding from the Father ana" the Son ; have mercy upon us miserable sinners. God the Holy Ghost, proceeding from the Father and the Son : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. O holy, blessed, and glorious Trinity, three Persons and one God : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. holy, blessed and glorious Trinity, three Persons and one God : have mercy upon us miserable sinners. Remember not, Lord, our offences, nor the offences of our forefathers : neither take thou vengeance of our sins : spare us, good Lord, spare thy people, whom thou hast redeemed with thy most precious blood, and be not angry with us for ever. Spare us, good Lord. From all evil and mischief; from sin, from the crafts and assaults of the devil ; from thy wrath, and from everlasting damnation, Good Lord, deliver us. From all blindness of heart; from pride, vain- glory, and hypocrisy ; from envy, hatred, and malice, and all uncharitableness, Good Lord, deliver us. By the mystery of thy holy Incarnation ; by thy Holy Nativity and Circumcision; by thy Baptism, Fasting, and Temptation, Good Lord, deliver us. 1.6 ORDER OF SERVICE. By thine Agony and bloody Sweat ; by thy < and Passion ; by thy precious death and Burial ; by thy glorious Resurrection and Ascension : and by the coining of the Holy Ghost, Good Lord, deliver us. In all time of our tribulation; in all time of our wealth ; in the hour of death, and in the day ot" judgment, Qood ^ ^.^ ^ We sinners do beseech thee to hear us, Lord God ; and that it may please thee to rule and govern thy holy Church universal in the right way ; We Beseech thee to hear us, good Lord. That it may please thee to illuminate all Bishops, Priests, and Deacons, with true knowledge and under- standing of thy Word ; and that both by their preach- ing and living they may set it forth, and shew it ac- cordingly ; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord. That it may please thee to give us an heart to love and dread thee, and diligently to live after thy com- mandments ; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord. That it may please thee to give to all thy people increase of grace to hear meekly thy Word, and to receive it with pure affection, and to bring forth the fruits of the Spirit ; We beseech thee to hear us, good Lord. That it may please thee to defend, and provide tor, the fatherless children, and widows, and all that are desolate and oppressed: ir< beseech thee to hem us, good Lord. That it may please thee to have mercy upon all }Y> beseech the* to f,ef heaven. School. Show US thy mercy, () Lord: and grant US thv salvation. 23 ORDER OF SERVICE. Then may be sung A HYMN. Then shall the Minister say one or more of the following PRAYERS : OLORD Jesu Christ, who didst command thy dis- ciples to pray the Lord of the harvest that he would send forth laborers into his harvest, we beseecli thee graciously to increase the number of faithful teachers of thy word, and to send them forth among all nations of men, that so the bounds of thy blessed kingdom may be enlarged, to the glory of thy Name, who livest and reignest with the Father and the Holy Ghost, one God, world without end. Amen. OLORD Jesus, who hast taught us in the parable of the talents, that a trust of means and oppor- tunity has been committed unto us, for which we shall be held accountable unto thee, help us to make a wise use of those means and opportunities, to the special good of those entrusted to our care, and to thy glory, O Righteous Lord and Saviour. Amen. OGOD, the source and centre of all light, grant, we beseech thee, to this thy servant now entering upon the duties of a teacher of thy Holy Word, that he may be filled with the knowledge of thy will in all w r isdom and spiritual understanding ; that by faithful instruction, by patience in well-doing, by a pure and blameless life, he may receive the sure reward prom- ised to them that sow righteousness, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. OGOD, whose blessed Son was manifested that he might destroy the works of the devil, and make us the sons of God, and heirs of eternal life ; Grant us, we beseech thee, that, having this hope, we may purify ourselves, even as he is pure; that, when he shall appear again with power and great glory, we may be made like unto him in his eternal and glor- 2 4 ORDER OF SERVICE. ious kingdom ; where with thee, O Father, and thee, O Holy Ghost, he liveth and reigneth, ever one God, world without end. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who hast built thy Church upon the foundation of the Apostles and Proph- ets, Jesus Christ himself being the head corner- stone ; Grant us so to be joined together in unity of spirit by their doctrine, that \v T e may be made an holy temple acceptable unto thee ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY and merciful God, of whose only gift it cometh that thy faithful people do unto thee true and laudable service ; Grant, we beseech thee, that we may so faithfully serve thee in this life, that we fail not finally to attain thy heavenly promises; through the merits of Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. ALMIGHTY God, who hast knit together thine elect in one communion and fellowship, in the mystical body of thy Son Christ our Lord ; Grant us grace so to follow thy blessed Saints in all virtuous and godly living, that we may come to those unspeak- able joys, which thou hast prepared for them that un- feignedly love thee; through Jesus Christ our Lord. 4 1 men. Unto God's gracious mercy and protection we com- mit you. The Lord bless you and keep you. The Lord make his face to shine upon you, and be gracious unto you. The Lord lift up the light of his countenance upon you, and give you peace, both now and evermore. Amen. 25 ORDER OF SERVICE. ADDITIONAL PRAYERS Which may be used at the discretion of the Minister or Superintendent. (For the School.) OLORD our Heavenly Father, who art ever ready to hear the prayers of those who ask in thy Son's Name, look down, we beseech thee, upon us thy servants here assembled, and bless us. Grant us the aid of thy grace in our study of thy holy Word. May we search in it for wisdom as for hid treasure. Open thou our eyes that we may see wondrous things out of thy law. Quicken our memories that we may retain the instruction which we this day receive. And grant that we may be so effectually taught that we shall never depart from thy holy law, but continue thine forever, and daily increase in thy Holy Spirit more and more until we come unto thy everlasting king- dom, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. {For the School) ALMIGHTY God, our Heavenly Father, who hast promised that they who early seek thy heavenly wisdom shall find it, and find it more precious than all the treasures of this world, bless, we beseech thee, us, thy servants, who have now been engaged in the study of thy word. Help us to receive with meekness its holy truths, so that, in heart and life we may become members of Christ, children of God, and inheritors of the kingdom of heaven. Let thy fatherly hand ever be over us, let thy Holy Spirit ever be with us, and so lead us in the knowledge and obedience of thy word, that in the end we may obtain everlasting life, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Am- (For the School.) BLESSED Saviour, who, when sojourning upon earth, didst take little children into thine arms and bless them, we beseech thee now on behalf of the children of this Sunday-School. Take them into thy 26 ORDER OF 8ERVH E tender care and keeping, and regard them with the favour which thou bearest unto thine own people. I>o thou watch over and guide them, protect them from the snares and corruption of this evil world ; and enable those to whose care they are committed to brin^r them up in the nurture and admonition of the Lord, to the glory of thy great and Holy Name. Am- (For the School.) X LMIGHTY God, from whom cornet h every f\ good and perfect gift, send down upon us the healthful spirit of thy grace. Bless, we humbly be- seech thee, the mean- which are used to bring up children in thy fear and service. Grant them the continual aids of thy grace, that they may renounce the devil and all his works, the pomps and vanities of this wicked world, and all the sinful lusts of the flesh, and may keep thy holy will and commandments all the days of their life. May they never be ashamed to confess the faith of Christ crucified, and manfully to Gght under his banner against sin. the world and the devil, and to continue his faithful soldiers and vants unto their life's end ; through the same Jesus Christ our Lord. A § hoot.) OLORD Jesn Christ, who didst sit lowly in the midst of the do tfa hearing them and ask- ing them question-: grant unto as, thy servants, both aptness to teach and willing earn thy b. will, who livest and reignest with the Father and the Holy Ghost, one I I :1<1 without end. Amen. OLORD our God, Almighty and Eternal Father, who gives! to thy children liberally and apbraldest not; we bless thee for thy infinite goodness to us and to all men. W. give thee thanks for the world and all good things which are therein; for the sky above us and the earth beneath our feet; for the changing sons; for life and health ; for home and friend-. We 21 ORDER OF SERVICE. thank thee for thy tender care which guards us, and for all thy good creatures by which we are enriched. Most of all do we bless thee for Jesus Christ our Saviour, and for all the means of grace and the hope of glory through Him. In thy service may we live, and in thy favour may we die, through the same Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For Purity.) ALMIGHTY and everlasting God, who art of purer eyes than to behold iniquity, teach us, thy chil- dren, to love and reverence thy holy Name. Wherever we are, and whatever we do, may we always remember that thou God seest us, that thou art about our path and about our bed, and spiest out all our ways; that the night is to thee as clear as the day, that darkness and light to thee are both alike. Give us strength to keep our lips that they speak no guile, to guard our bodies as the living temples of thy honour, and to pre- serve our souls in that fear of the Lord which is the beginning of wisdom, and in that innocency of life which will bring a man peace at the last, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For Temperance.) OGOD, whose blessed Son was manifested that he might destroy the works of the devil ; pour down, we beseech thee, thy blessing on all Associations formed to do battle with the great evil of intemperance. May thy Holy Spirit direct and prosper all their efforts. Give strength to those who are striving against the temptations that beset them ; grant them the grace of true repentance, and perfect amendment of life. Lead us all to deny ourselves, even in lawful indulgences, if, by so doing, we may promote thy glory and the good of our fellow-men. May we so eat and drink that, our flesh being subdued to the spirit, we may ever obey thy godly motions in righteousness and true holiness, to thy honour and glory, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 28 ORDEPw OF SERVICE. (For Temperance.) ALMIGHTY God, who hast taught us that our bodies are temples of the Holy Ghost, and that we are not our own, but are bought with a price ; keep our hearts in purity and our bodies in chastity. Banish from us everything that defileth and enable us to walk before thee in holiness and righteousness all the days of our life, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For those in Distress). ALMIGHTY God, our Heavenly Father, ce not, we pray thee, to look with mercy and pity on all the sins and miseries of our fellow creatures, and help us, we beseech thee, to behave with Christian charity and wisdom to all that are in di-tress, poverty or suffering. Let none of us come under thy condem- nation on the great Day of Judgment for want of mercy or charity to our brethren, who, in this world of trial, were hungry, or thirsty, or naked, or sick, or in prison, and to whom, when we had the power, we did not minister. Help us to deny ourselves, that we may each, in our measure, have to give to them that are in need; and that we may ever work with thee. and for thee, in diminishing the sorrows, the miseries, and the sins of this evil world, for the Bake of Him who surlered and died for all, thy blessed Son, our Lord and Saviour, Jesus Christ. Amen. (For Obi 0<'<>I). who didst reveal thyself to thy Prophet Samuel, while he was yet a child; grant unto thy children that they may hear thy v<>in we shall reap if we faint not. Let thy rich blessing accompany our efforts to sow in youthful hearts the good seed of thy kingdom. May it take root in good soil, and bring forth in holy thoughts and pure lives abundant fruit to thy honour and glory, who hast called us out of darkness into thy marvellous light, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For Teachers.) ALMIGHTY God, giver of every good and perfect gift, we thank thee for the power to bless and gladden one another by the warmth of love and the truth and tenderness of friendship. In love and friend- ship make us faithful — faithful to praise, faithful to blame ; true and constant in dark days as in glad hours. And do thou, who art the Lord of the love that lifts the lowly into loving life with thee, make us, 32 ORDER OF SERVICE. in loving thee, to love our brethren more truly, and serve them more faithfully, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For Teachers.) OGOD, the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, grant unto us, we beseech thee, knowledge of thy will and obedience thereto, that we, being guided in our lives and governed in our thoughts by thee, may be in harmony with all thy Word and work. Grant that by doing lowlily what we do know, it may be a stepping- stone to higher knowledge and better doing, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (For Dedication to the Ministry.) OGOD, who didst inspire a faithful disciple of old to bring up her son in the nurture and admoni- tion of the Lord, and didst receive him into thy holy ministry, give, we beseech thee, to the parents of these children, knowledge and godly fear; may many of them be led to dedicate their sons to thy service, to minister before thee all the days of their life. And make all such as shall enter the sacred ministry of thy church, faithful ambassadors, who will in thy Name beseech men to be reconciled to thee, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (Before Confirmation.) \ L MIGHTY and everlasting God, in whose Church 2\ the Bishops, after the example of the holy Apostles, in due season lay their hands on thy children and bless them, we make our humble suppli- cations unto thee in behalf of all those who are about to receive the holy rite of Confirmation, that they may show forth the fruits of their regeneration in a good profession ; and, being strengthened with might by thy Spirit in the inner man, may be enabled to fulfil their vows, and to grow up unto the perfection of the Christian life, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 33 ORDER OF SERVICE. {Before Confirmation.) OLORD God, giver of heavenly increase, who by thy Spirit's might, dost confirm the first efforts of feeble souls ; encourage in the hearts of these thy children every good intent, and carry them from strength to strength. Cleanse their consciences and stir their wills gladly to serve thee the living God. So establish and sanctify them by the power of thy holy Word, that evermore taking heed unto the thing that is right, and speaking and doing the truth, they may find godliness their gain, botli in the life which now is, and in that which is to come ; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. {For Bishops.) OLORD Jesu Christ, the Chief Shepherd and Bishop of our souls, bless those whom thou hast placed as Bishops in thy Church ; give them grace, as thy stewards, to rule diligently and in faith, and to uphold thy truth both by their words and by their lives, for the welfare of thy Church, and to the glory of thy holy Name, our only Saviour and Redeemer. Amen. {For Parish Clergy.) OGOD, whose blessed Son, gave Apostles and prophets, pastors and teachers, for the perfecting of the saints, for the work of the ministry ; bless, we beseech thee, the pastor of this parish, nourish him in the word of faith and good doctrine, and grant that he, being an example to believers in faithful work and blameless conversation, may build up thy people in their most holy faith ; and that, at the last, he may find many ransomed ones as his joy and crown of rejoicing in the presence of our Lord Jesus Christ at his coming ; to whom, with thee and the Holy Ghost, be all honour and glory, world without end. Amen. {For Missions.) ALMIGHTY God, who by thy blessed Son, didst command thy Church to preach the Gospel unto 34 ORDER OF SERVICE. every creature ; enable us, in obedience to thy will, to send the message of salvation to all parts of the world, that thy way may be known upon earth, thy saving health among all nations. Grant this for the honour of Jesus Christ our only Lord and Saviour. Amen. (For Missionaries.) OGOD, who hast revealed unto us, through thy holy Apostles and Prophets, the glorious mystery of thy gospel ; give thy grace to those who are gone forth to bear its glad tidings to the heathen, and to preach in distant lands the unsearchable riches of Christ. Protect them in danger, strengthen them in trial, and give them many souls as their reward, for Jesus Christ's sake, our Lord. Amen. (For Liberality in Offerings.) BLESSED Jesus, who didst commend the offering of a poor widow that poured into the treasury of God all her living ; give us grace to show greater lib- erality in our almsgiving and our offerings to thy ser- vice, who didst freely give even thyself to Le our Saviour and Redeemer. Amen. (For Harvest.) OLORP God, who alone canst give us fruitful seasons and fill our hearts with joy and gladness ; bless to our use the fruits of the earth, and grant that we may, through thy mercy, l.c enabled to enjoy them as the gift of thy love, and offer our-elves. our souls and bodies, to thy holy service, for Jesus Christ's sake, our Lord. A men. (For Harvest). ALMIGHTY God, who hast blessed the earth that it should be fruitful and bring forth everything that is necessary for the life of man ; and hast com- manded us to work with quietness and eat our own bread ; bless us in all our labors, and grant that we may ever with thankfulness gather in the fruits of the earth and rejoice in thy goodness, to the praise of thy Holy Name, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen, 35 ORDER OF SERVICE. (In Hours of Recreation). OGOD, our merciful Father, who givest us richly all things to enjoy, be with us in our hours of recreation ; enable us to accept such pleasure as a gift from thy hand, to be used, like all thy gifts, with thanksgiving. May we never let it encroach upon our duties, or distract us from thy service, and whatever we do, may we do it to thy praise and glory, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (In Gatherings for Pleasure). OLORD Jesus, who didst work thy first miracle at a marriage feast ; be present with us thy servants in all our gatherings for pleasure or recreation — and grant that we may never assemble together for any purpose upon which we cannot ask thy blessing, or be present where we cannot welcome as a guest thee, our blessed Lord and Saviour. Amen. (For the Absent). OGOD of Love and Mercy, be with those thy serv- ants who are prevented by sickness or trial from worshipping with thy people in thy house this day. Visit them with thy presence, teach them by thy Holy Spirit, comfort, strengthen and direct them for Jesus Christ's sake, our Blessed Redeemer and Advocate. Amen. (Death of Teacher or Scholar). ETERNAL God, who givest life, and who dost take away, thou hast seen fit to take from among us a beloved child (scholar, teacher). Our hearts do mourn the loss of him; and yet we rejoice in that blessed assurance that because thou didst live he shall live also. Make us who survive ever sensible of the shortness of life, and of the certainty of death, judg- ment and eternity ; so that when thou dost summon us away, be our days few or many, we shall be ready and willing to exchange the sorrows and sins of this 36 ORDER OF SERVICE. transitory life for the holiness and joys of that life which is to come, through the mercies and merits of Jesus Christ, our only Lord and Saviour. Amen. (Death of Teacher or Scholar). MERCIFUL and loving Father, who doest all things well, and of very faithfulness causest thy children to be troubled ; We bow beneath thy holy will, and accept in humble submission the cross thou givest us to bear. Bless this season of sorrow to our good. In the death of this scholar (teacher) who has been taken from our midst, and whom we shall meet no more on earth, may we realize how frail and uncer- tain our own condition is. Make us all ever mindful of the time when we, too, shall lie down in the dust, and grant us grace always to live in such a state that we shall never, be afraid to die; so that, living and dying, we may be thine, through the merits of thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. (A Morning Prayer). ALMIGHTY and everlasting God, in whom we live and move and have our being, we render thee our humble praise for having delivered us from the dangers of the past night, and brought us in safety to .the beginning of this day. We bless and magnify thy glorious Name, humbly beseeching thee to accept this, our morning sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving, for the sake of thy Son, our Lord and Saviour Jesus Christ. Amen. (An Evening Prayer). OLORD our God, who alone makest us to dwell in safety; refresh us with quiet sleep this night; and mercifully protect from harm all who put their trust in thee; that, lying down in peace t<» take our rest, we may fear no evil, hut confidently give our- selves into thy holy keeping, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen, 37 ORDER OF SERVICE. A Prayer on going into School. (To be committed to memory.) GRACIOUS God, I am come to this place to hear and learn thy Word. Give me a teachable mind. Open thou mine eves that I may see the wondrous things of thy law, for Christ's sake. Amen. A Prayer for the School before going into Church. ALMIGHTY and ever-present Lord, who by the mouth of thy holy apostle, has taught us not to forsake the assembling of ourselves together, prepare our hearts to enjoy the services of thy Church. May we love the habitation of thy house and the place where thine honour dwelleth. May we enter thy gates with thanksgiving and into thy courts with praise. Keep us from vain and wandering thoughts. May we take heed how we hear. And grant that what we shall hear with our ears we may believe in our hearts and that what we believe in our hearts we may show forth in our lives to the glory and honour of thy great and holy Name, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A Prayer on going into Church. (To be committed to memory.) OGOD, who requirest holiness and truth in the in- ward parts ; so purify my soul by thy Holy Spirit, that the words of my mouth and the meditation of my heart may be alway acceptable, in thy sight, O Lord, my strength and my Redeemer. A Prayer for the Choir, before service. OGOD, the Holy Ghost, enlighten our minds, we pray thee, and pour thy grace into our hearts to make us fitter for thy service. And mercifully grant that we may so perfect ourselves by singing thy praises upon earth, that hereafter we may be counted worthy to sing with the holy angels thy praises in heaven above, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. 38 ORDER OF SERVICE. A Prayer for the Choir, after service. GRANT, O Lord, that what we have sung with our lips we may believe in our hearts, and what we believe in our hearts we may show forth in pure lives, to the honour and glory of thy holy Name, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen. A Prayer before leaving School or Church. (To be committed to memory.) TRY me, O God, and seek the ground of my heart ; prove me and examine my thoughts. Look well if there be any way of wickedness in me; and lead me in the way everlasting. 39 ORDER OF SERVICE. SELECTIONS OF PSALMS. SELECTION 1. psalm I. JBeatus vir, qui nonabiit. BLESSED is the man that hath not walked in the counsel of the ungodly, nor stood in the way of sinners : and hath not sat in the seat of the scornful. 2 But his delight is in the law of the Lord : and in his law will he exercise himself day and night. 3 And he shall be like a tree planted by the water- side : that will bring forth his fruit in due season. 4 His leaf also shall not wither: and look, whatso- ever he doeth, it shall prosper. 5 As for the ungodly, it is not so with them : but they are like the chaff; which the wind scattereth away from the face of the earth. 6 Therefore the ungodly shall not be able to stand in the judgment : neither the sinners in the congre- gation of the righteous. 7 But the Lord knoweth the way of the righteous : and the way of the ungodly shall perish. psalm xv. Domine, quis habitabit? LORD, who shall dwell in thy tabernacle : or who shall rest upon thy holy hill? 2 Even he, that leadeth an uncorruptlife : and doeth the thing which is right, and speaketh the truth from his heart. 3 He that hath used no deceit in his tongue, nor done evil to his neighbour : and hath not slandered his neighbour. 4 He that setteth not by himself, but is lowly in his own eyes : and maketh much of them that fear the Lord. 5 He that sweareth unto his neighbour, and dis- appointeth him not : though it were to his own hind- rance. 6 He that hath not given his money upon usury : nor taken reward against the innocent. 7 Whoso doeth these things : shall never fall. 40 OEDER OF SERVICE. From PSALM lxxviii. Attendite, popide. HEAR ray law, O my people : incline your ears unto the words of my mouth. 2 I will open my mouth in a parable : I will declare hard sentences of old ; 3 Which we have heard and known : and such as our fathers have told us ; 4 That we should not hide them from the children of the generations to come : but to shew the honour of the Lord, his mighty and wonderful works that he hath done. 5 He made a covenant with Jacob, and gave Israel a law : which he commanded our forefathers to teach their children ; 6 That their posterity might know it : and the children which were yet unborn ; 7 To the intent that when they came up : they might shew their children the same ; 8 That they might put their trust in God : and not to forget the works of God, but to keep his command- ments. SELECTION 2. psalm Yin. Bomine, Dominus noster. OLORD our Governor, how excellent is thy Name in all the world : thou that hast set thy glory above the heavens ! 2 Out of the mouth of very babes and sucklings hast thou ordained strength, because of thine enemies : that thou mightest still the enemy, and the avenger. 3 For I will consider thy heavens, even the works of thy fingers : the moon and the stars, which thou hast ordained. 4 What is man, that thou art mindful of him : and the son of man, that thou visitest him? 5 Thou madest him lower than the angels : to crown him with glory and worship. 6 Thou makest him to have dominion of the works of thy hands : and thou hast put all things in subjection under his feet ; 4* ORDER OF SERVICE. 7 All sheep and oxen : yea, and the beasts of the field; 8 The fowls of the air, and the fishes of the sea : and whatsoever walketh through the paths of the seas. 9 O Lord our Governor : how excellent is thy Name in all the world ! psalm xxvii. Dominus illuminatio. THE Lord is my light, and my salvation; whom then shall I fear : the Lord is the strength of my life ; of whom then shall I be afraid ? 2 When the wicked, even mine enemies, and my foes, came upon me to eat up my flesh : they stumbled and fell. 3 Though an host of men were laid against me, yet shall not my heart be afraid : and though there rose up war against me, yet will I put my trust in him. 4 One thing have I desired of the Lord, which I will require : even that I may dwell in the house of the Lord all the days of my life, to behold the fair beauty of the Lord, and to visit his temple. 5 For in the time of trouble he shall hide me in his tabernacle : yea, in the secret place of his dwelling shall he hide me, and set me up upon a rock of stone. o And now shall be lift up mine head : above mine enemies round about me. 7 Therefore will I offer in his dwelling an oblation with great gladness : I will sing, and speak praises unto the Lord. 8 Hearken unto my voice, Lord, when I cry unto thee : have mercy upon me, and hear me. 9 My heart hath talked of thee, Seek ye my face : Thy face, Lord, will I seek. 10 O hide not thou thy face from me : nor cast thy servant away in displeasure. 11 Thou hast been my succour : leave me not, neither forsake me, O God of my salvation. 12 When my father and my mother forsake me : the Lord taketh me up. 42 ORDER OF SERVICE. 13 Teach me thy way, O Lord : and lead me in the right way, because of mine enemies. 14 Deliver me not over into the will of mine ad- versaries : for there are false witnesses risen up against me, and such as speak wrong. 15 I should utterly have fainted : but that I believe verily to see the goodness of the Lord in the land of the living. 16 O tarry thou the Lord's leisure : be strong, and he shall comfort thine heart; and put thou thy trust in the Lord. SELECTION 3. PSALM xix. Ccdi enarrant. THE heavens declare the glory of God : and the firmament sheweth his handy-work. 2 One day telleth another : and one night certifieth another. 3 There is neither speech nor language : but their voices are heard among them. 4 Their sound is gone out into all lands: and their words into the ends of the world. 5 In them hath he set a tabernacle for the sun : which cometh forth as a bridegroom out of his chamber, and rejoiceth as a giant to run his course. 6 It goeth forth from the uttermost part of the heaven, and runneth about unto the end of it again: and there is nothing hid from the heat thereof. 7 The law of the Lord is an undefiled law, convert- ing the soul : the testimony of the Lord is sure, and giveth wisdom unto the simple. 8 The statutes of the Lord are right, and rejoice the heart: the commandment of the Lord is pure, and giveth light unto the eyes. 9 The fear of the Lord is clean, and endureth for ever: the judgments of the Lord are true, and right- eous altogether. 10 More to be desired are they than gold, yea, than much tine gold: sweeter also than honey, and the honey-comb. 43 ORDER OF SERVICE. 11 Moreover, by them is thy servant taught ; and in keeping of them there is great reward. 12 Who can tell how oft he offendeth : O cleanse thou me from my secret faults. 13 Keep thy servant also from presumptuous sins, lest they get the dominion over me ; so shall I be un- defined, and innocent from the great offence. 14 Let the words of my mouth, and the meditation of my heart : be always acceptable in thy sight, 15 O Lord : my strength, and my redeemer. psalm xxiv. Domini est terra. THE earth is the Lord's, and all that therein is : the compass of the world, and they that dwell therein. 2 For he hath founded it upon the seas : and pre- pared it upon the floods. 3 Who shall ascend into the hill of the Lord : or who shall rise up in his holy place ? 4 Even he that hath clean hands, and a pure heart : and that hath not lift up his mind unto vanity, nor sworn to deceive his neighbour. 5 He shall receive the blessing from the Lord : and righteousness from the God of his salvation. 6 This is the generation of them that seek him : even of them that seek thy face, Jacob. 7 Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors : and the King of glory shall come in. 8 W T ho is the King of glory : it is the Lord strong and mighty, even the Lord mighty in battle. 9 Lift up your heads, O ye gates, and be ye lift up, ye everlasting doors : and the King of glory shall come in. 10 Who is the King of glory : even the Lord of hosts, he is the King of glory. 44 Order of service. selection 4. psalm xxiii. Dominus regit me. THE Lord is my shepherd : therefore can I lack nothing. 2 He shall feed me in a green pasture : and lead me forth beside the waters of comfort. 3 He shall convert my soul : and bring me forth in the paths of righteousness, for his Name's sake. 4 Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil : for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff comfort me. 5 Thou shalt prepare a table before me against them that trouble me : thou hast anointed my head with oil, and my cup shall be full. 6 But thy loving-kindness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life : and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever. psalm xxxiv. Benedicam Domino. I WILL always give thanks unto the Lord : his praise shall ever be in my mouth. 2 My soul shall make her boast in the Lord : the humble shall hear thereof, and be glad. 3 praise the Lord with me : and let us magnify his Name together. 4 I sought the Lord, and he heard me : yea, he de- livered me nut of all my fear. 5 They had an eye unto him, and were lightened : and their faces were not ashamed. 6 Lo, the poor crieth. and the Lord heareth him : yea, and saveth him out of all his troubles. 7 The angel of the Lord tarrieth round about them that fear him : and delivereth them. B taste, and see, how gracious the Lord is: ifi the man that trasteth in him. 9 O fear the Lord, ye that are hi- Baintfl : for they that fear him laek nothing. 10 The lion- do laek, and sutler hunger : but they 45 ORDER OF SERVICE. who seek the Lord shall want no manner of thing that is good. 11 Come, ye children, and hearken unto me ; I will teach you the fear of the Lord. 12 What man is he that lusteth to live : and would fain see good days ? 13 Keep thy tongue from evil : and thy lips, that they speak no guile. 14 Eschew evil, and do good : seek peace, and ensue it. 15 The eyes of the Lord are over the righteous : and his ears are open unto their prayers. 16 The countenance of the Lord is against them that do evil : to root out the remembrance of them from the earth. 17 The righteous cry, and the Lord heareth them : and delivereth them out of all their troubles. 18 The Lord is nigh unto them that are of a con- trite heart : and will save such as be of an humble spirit. 19 Great are the troubles of the righteous : but the Lord delivereth him out of all. 20 He keepeth all his bones : so that not one of them is broken. 21 But misfortune shall slay the ungodly : and they that hate the righteous shall be desolate. 22 The Lord delivereth the souls of his servants : and all they that put their trust in him shall not be destitute. SELECTION 5. PSALM xxxii. Beati, quorum. BLESSED is he whose unrighteousness is forgiven : and whose sin is covered. 2 Blessed is the man unto whom the Lord imputeth no sin : and in whose spirit there is no guile. 3 For while I held my tongue : my bones consumed away through my daily complaining. 4 For thy hand is heavy upon me day and night : and my moisture is like the drought in summer. 4 6 ORDER OF SERVICE. 5 I will acknowledge my sin unto thee : and mine unrighteousness have I not hid. 6 I said, I will confess my sins unto the Lord : and so thou forgavest the wickedness of my sin. 7 For this shall every one that is godly make his prayer unto thee, in a time when thou mayest be found : but in the great water-floods they shall not come nigh him. 8 Thou art a place to hide me in, thou shalt pre- serve me from trouble : thou shalt compass me about with songs of deliverance. 9 I will inform thee, and teach thee in the way wherein thou shalt go : and I will guide thee with mine eye. 10. Be ye not like to horse and mule, which have no understanding : whose mouths must be held with bit and bridle, lest they fall upon thee. 11. Great plagues remain for the ungoldly : but whoso putteth his trust in the Lord, mercy embraoetfa him on every side. 12 Be glad, O ye righteous, and rejoice in the Lord : and be joyful, all ye that are true of heart. psalm cxxx. De pro fund is. OUT of the deep have I called unto thee, Lord : Lord, hear my voice. 2 let thine ears consider well : the voice of my complaint. 3 If thou, Lord, wilt be extreme to mark what is done amiss : O Lord, who may abide it ? 4 For there is mercy with thee : therefore shalt thou be feared. 5 I look for the Lord : my soul doth wait for him : in his word is my trust. 6 My soul fleeth unto the Lord : before the morning watch, 1 say, before the morning watch. 7 ( ) Israel, trust in the Lord, for with the Lord there is mercy : and with him is plenteous redemption. 8 And he shall redeem Israel : from all \\\< sins. M ORDER OF SERVICE. SELECTION 6. (Appropriate also for Trinity Sunday). psalm xxxni. Ezultate, jusli. REJOICE in the Lord, O ye righteous : for it be- cometh well the just to be thankful. 2 Praise the Lord with harp : sing praises unto him with the lute, and instrument of ten strings. 3 Sing unto the Lord a new song : sing praises lustily unto him with a good courage. 4 For the word of the Lord is true : and all his works are faithful. 5 He loveth righteousness and judgment : the earth is full of the goodness of the Lord. 6 By the word of the Lord were the heavens made : and all the hosts of them by the breath of his mouth. 7 He gathereth the waters of the sea together, as it were upon an heap : and layeth up the deep, as in a treasure-house. 8 Let all the earth fear the Lord : stand in awe of him, all ye that dwell in the world. 9 For he spake, and it was done : he commanded, and it stood fast. 10 The Lord bringeth the counsel of the heathen to nought : and maketh the devices of the people to be of none effect, and casteth out the counsels of princes. 11 The counsel of the Lord shall endure forever : and the thoughts of his heart from generation to gene- ration. 12 Blessed are the people, whose God is the Lord Jehovah : and blessed are the folk, that he hath chosen to him to be his inheritance. 13 The Lord looked down from heaven, and beheld all the children of men : from the habitation of his dwelling he considereth all them that dwell on the earth. 14 He fashioneth all the hearts of them : and understandeth all their works. 15 There is no king that can be saved by the multi- 4 s ORDER OF SERVICE. tude of an host : neither is any mighty man delivered by much strength. 16 A horse is counted but a vain thing to save a man : neither shall he deliver any man by his great strength. 17 Behold the eye of the Lord is upon them that fear him : and upon them that put their trust in his mercy ; 18 To deliver their soul from death : and to feed them in the time of dearth. 19 Our soul hath patiently tarried for the*Lord : for he is our help, and our shield. 20 For our heart shall rejoice in him : because we have hoped in his holy Name. 21 Let thy merciful kindness, O Lord, be upon us : like as we do put our trust in thee. psalm cxxxix. Domine, probasti. 0LORD, thou hast searched me out, and known me : thou knowest my down-sitting, and mine up-ris- ing ; thou understandest my thoughts long before. 2 Thou art about my path, and about my bed : and spiest out all my ways. 3 For lo, there is not a word in my tongue : but thou, Lord, knowest it altogether. 4 Thou hast fashioned me behind and before : and laid thine hand upon me. 5 Such knowledge is too wonderful and excellent for me : I cannot attain unto it. 6 Whither shall I go then from thy Spirit : or whither shall I go then from thy presence? 7 If I climb up into heaven, thou art there : if I go down to hell, thou art there also. 8 If I take the wings of the morning: and remain in the uttermost parts of the sea; '.) Even there also shall thy hand lead me : and thy right hand shall hold me. 10 If I say, Peradventure the darkness shall cover me : then shall my night be turned to day. 49 ORDER OF SERVICE. 11 Yea, the darkness is no darkness with thee, but the night is as clear as the day : the darkness and light to thee are both alike. 12 For my reins are thine : thou hast covered me in my mother's womb. 13 I will give thanks unto thee, for T am fearfully and wonderfully made : marvellous are thy works, and that my soul knoweth right well. 14 My bones are not hid from thee : though I be made secretly, and fashioned beneath in the earth. 15 Thine eyes did see my substance, yet being im- perfect : and in thy book were all my members written ; 16 Which day by day were fashioned : when as yet there was none of them. 17 How dear are thy counsels unto me, O God : O how great is the sum of them ! 18 If I tell them, they are more in number than the sand : when I wake up I am present with thee. 19 Wilt thou not slay the wicked, O God : depart from me, ye blood-thirsty men. 20 For they speak unrighteously against thee : and thine enemies take thy name in vain. 21 Do not I hate them, O Lord, that hate thee : and am not I grieved with those that rise up against thee ? 22 Yea, I hate them right sore : even as though they were mine enemies. 23 Try me, O God, and seek the ground of my heart : prove me, and examine my thoughts. 24 Look well if there be any way of wickedness in me : and lead me in the way everlasting. SELECTION 7. psalm xxxix. Dixi, Custodian. SAID, I will take heed to my ways : that I offend not in my tongue. 2 I will keep my mouth as it were with a bridle : while the ungodly is in my sight. 3 I held my tongue, and spake nothing : I kept 5° L ORDER OF SERVICE. silence, yea, even from good words ; but it was pain and grief to me. 4 My heart was hot within me, and while I was thus musing the fire kindled : and at the last I spake with my tongue ; 5 Lord, let me know mine tnd, and the number of my days : that I may be certified how long I have to live. 6 Behold, thou hast made my days as it were a span long : and mine age is even as nothing in respect of thee ; and verily every man living i>> altogether vanity. 7 For man walketh in a vain shadow, and disquiet- eth himself in vain : he heapeth up riches, and cannot tell who shall gather them. 8 And now, Lord, what i> my hope : truly my hope i> even in thee. 9 Deliver me from all mine offences : and make me not a rebuke unto the foolish. 10 I became dumb, and opened not my mouth : for it was thy doing. 11 Take thy plague away from me : 1 am even con- sumed by the means of thy heavy hand. 12 When thou with rebuke** dost chasten man for sin, thou make thee good. w SELECTION 10. psalm xci. Qui habitat. HOSO d#elleth under the defence of the most High : shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. 2 I will say unto the Lord, Thou art my hope, and my strong hold : my God, in him will 1 trust. 3 For he shall deliver thee from the snare of the hunter : and from the noisome pestilence. 4 He shall defend thee under his wings, and thou shalt be safe under his feathers : his faithfulness and truth shall be thy shield and buckler. 5 Thou shalt not be afraid for any terror by night : nor for the arrow that fiietli by day; 6 For the pestilence that walketh in darknesss : nor for the sickness that destroyeth in the noon-day. 7 A thousand shall fall beside thee, and ten thou- sand at thy right hand : but it shall not come nigh thee. 8 Yea, with thine eyes shalt thou behold : and see the reward of the ungodly. 9 For thou, Lord, art my hope : thou hast set thine house of defence very high. 10 There shall no evil happen unto thee : neither shall any plague come nigh thy dwelling. 11 For he shall give his angels charge over thee : to keep thee in all thy ways. 12 They shall bear thee in their hands ■ that thou hurt not thy foot against a stone. 55 ORDER OF SERVICE. 13 Thou shalt go upon the lion and adder : the young lion and the dragon shalt thou tread under thy feet. 14 Because he hath set his love upon me, therefore will I deliver him : I will set him up, because he hath known my Name. 15 He shall call upon me, and I will hear him : yea, I am with him in trouble ; I will deliver him, and bring him to honour. 16 With long life will I satisfy him : and shew him my salvation. psalm xcn. Bonum est confiteri. IT is a good thing to give thanks unto the Lord : and to sing praises unto thy Name, O most Highest ; 2 To tell of thy loving-kindness early in the morn- ing : and of thy truth in the night -season ; 3 Upon an instrument of ten strings, and upon the lute : upon a loud instrument, and upon the harp. 4 For thou, Lord, hast made me glad through thy works : and I will rejoice in giving praise for the operations of thy hands. 5 O Lord, how glorious are thy works : thy thoughts are very deep. 6 An unwise man doth not well consider this : and a fool doth not understand it. 7 When the ungodly are green as the grass, and when all the workers of wickedness do flourish : then shall they be destroyed for ever ; but thou, Lord, art the most Highest for evermore. 8 For lo, thine enemies, O Lord, lo, thine enemies shall perish : and all the workers of wickedness shall be destroyed. 9 But mine horn shall be exalted like the horn of an unicorn : for I am anointed with fresh oil. 10 Mine eye also shall see his lust of mine enemies : and mine ear shall hear his desire of the wicked that arise up against me. 11 The righteous shall flourish like a palm-tree : and shall spread abroad like a cedar in Libanus. 56 ORDER OF SERVICE. 12 Such as are planted in the house of the Lord: shall nourish in the courts of the house of our God. 13 They also shall bring forth more fruit in their age : and shall be fat and well-liking. 14 That they may shew how true the Lord my strength is : and that there is no unrighteousness in him. SELECTION 11. psalm xciii. Dominu* reynavit. 11HE Lord is King, and hath put on glorious ap- parel : the Lord hath put on his apparel, and girded himself with strength. 2 He hath made the round world so sure : that it cannot be moved. 3 Ever since the world began hath thy seat been prepared : thou art from everlasting. 4 The floods are risen, O Lord, the floods have lift up their voice : the floods lift up their waves. 5 The waves of the sea are mighty, and rage horri- bly : but yet the Lord, who dweileth on high, is mightier. 6 Thy testimonies, () Lord, are very sure : holiness becometh thine house for ever. From psalm cvn. Confitevniru Domino. OTHAT men would praise the Lord for his good- neflfl : and declare the wonders that he doeth f< ti- the children of men ! •J That they would offer unto him the sacrifice of thanksgiving : and tell out his works with gladness. 3 They that ^o down to the sea in ships : and occupy their business in great water- ; 4 These men see the works of the Lord : and his wonders in the deep. 5 For at his word the stormy wind ariseth : which lifteth up the waves thereof. 6 They are carried up to the heaven, and down i to the deep : their soul melteth away beeaote of the trouble. 57 ORDER 01 SERVICE, 7 They reel to and fro, and stagger like a drunken man : and are at their wits' end. 8 So when they cry unto the Lord in their trouble : he delivereth them out of their distress. 9 For he maketh the storm to cease : so that the waves thereof are still. 10 Then are they glad, because they are at rest : and so he bringeth them unto the haven where they would be. 110 that men would therefore praise the Lord for his goodness : and declare the wonders that he doeth for the children of men ! 1*2. That they would exalt him also in the congrega- tion of the people : and praise him in the seat of the elders ! SELECTION 12. psalm ci 1 1. Benedic, anima mea. PRAISE the Lord, O my soul : and all that is with- in me praise his holy Name. 2 Praise the Lord, O my soul : and forget not all his benefits. 3 Who forgiveth all thy sin : and healeth all thine infirmities ; 4 Who saveth thy life from destruction : and crown- eth thee with mercy and loving-kindness ; 5 Who satisfieth thy mouth with good thing's : mak- ing thee young and lusty as an eagle. 6 The Lord executeth righteousness and judgment : for all them that are oppressed with wrong. 7 He shewed his ways unto Moses : his works unto the children of Israel. 8 The Lord is full of compassion and mercy : long- suffering, and of great goodness. 9 He will not alway be chiding : neither keepeth he his anger for ever. 10 He hath not dealt with us after our sins : nor re- warded us according to our wickednesses. 11 For look how high the heaven is in comparison of the earth : so great is his mercy also toward them that fear him. 58 ORDJEE OF 3ERVH 12 Look how wide also the east is from the we-t : ir hath he set our sins from as. 13 Yea. like as a father pitieth bis own children : even 90 is the Lord merciful unto them that fear him. 14 For he knowetn whereof we are made : he re- membereth that we are but dust. 1-5 The days of man are but as grass : for he flourish- eth as a flower of the field. 16. For as Boon as the wind goetfa over it, it is gone : and the place thereof shall know it no more. 17 But the merciful goodness of the Lord endureth for ever and ever upon them that fear him : and his righteousness upon children's children; l v Even upon such as keep his covenant : and think upon his commandments to do them. 19 The Lord hath prepared bis seal in heaven : and bis kingdom rnleth over all. 20 () praise the Lord, ye angels of his, ye that excel in strength : ye that fulfil his commandment, and hearken unto the voice of his words. 21 <) praise the Lord, all ye his hosts : ye servants of his that do his pleasure. I > speak good of the Lord, all ye works of his, in all place- of hi> dominion : praise thou the I. < > my soul. PSALM • XXJ. L I WILT, lift Dp mine eyes unto the hills : from whence cometh my help. 2 My help cometh even from the Lord : who hath made heaven and earth. 3 He will not suffer thy foot to be moved : and he that keepeth thee will not sleep. 4 Behold, he that keepeth brae! : shall neither -lumber nor sleep. 5 The Lord himself is thy keeper : the Lord is thy ipon thy right hand. 6 So that the son shall n«»t burn thee by day : neither the moon by sight. 59 ORDER OF SERVICE. 7 The Lord shall preserve thee from all evil : yea, it is even he that shall keep thy soul. 8 The Lord shall preserve thy going out, and thy coming in : from this time forth for evermore. SELECTION 13. from psalm cxix. JBeati immaculati. BLESSED are those that are undefiled in the way : and walk in the law of the Lord. 2 Blessed are they that keep his testimonies : and seek him with their whole heart. 3 For they who do no wickedness : walk in his ways. 4 Thou hast charged : that we shall diligently keep thy commandments. 5 O that my ways were made so direct : that I might keep thy statutes ! 6 So shall I not be confounded : while I have res- pect unto all thy commandments. 7 I will thank thee with an unfeigned heart : when I shall have learned the judgments of thy righteousness. 8 I will keep thy ceremonies : O forsake me not utterly. In quo corriget t YVT HERE WITHAL shall a young man cleanse his VV way : even by ruling himself after thy word. 10 With my whole heart have I sought thee : let me not go wrong out of thy commandments. 11 Thy words have I hid within my heart : that I should not sin against thee. 12 Blessed art thou, O Lord : O teach me thy statutes. 13 With my lips have I been telling : of all the judgments of thy mouth. 14 I have had as great delight in the way of thy testimonies : as in all manner of riches. 15 I will talk of thy commandments : and have re- spect unto thy ways. 16 My delight shall he in thy statutes : and I will not forget thy word. 6o ORDER OF SERVICE. SELECTION 14. psalm cxlvii. Laudate Dominum. PRAISE the Lord, for it is a good thing to sing praises unto our God : yea, a joyful and pleasant thing it is to be thankful. 2 The Lord doth build up Jerusalem : and gather together the out-easts of Israel. 3 He healeth those that are broken in heart : and giveth medicine to heal their sickness. 4 He telleth the number of the stars : and calleth them all by their names. 5 Great is our Lord, and great is his power : yea, and his wisdom is infinite. 6 The Lord setteth up the meek : and bringeth the ungodly down to the ground. 7 sing unto the Lord with thanksgiving : sing praises upon the harp unto our God ; 8 Whocovereth the heaven with clouds, and pre- pareth rain for the earth : and maketh the grass to grow upon the mountains, and herb for the use of men ; ( .» Who giveth fodder unto the cattle : and feedeth the young ravens that call upon him. 10 He hath no pleasure in the strength of an horse : neither delighteth he in any man's legs. 11 But the Lord's delight is in them that fear him : and put their trust in his mercy. 12 Praise the Lord, O Jerusalem : praist- thv God, O Sion. 13 For he hath made fast the bars of thy gates : and hath blessed thy children within thee. 14 He maketh peace in thy borders : and filleth thee with the Hour of wheat. 15 He sendeth forth his commandment upon earth : and his word runneth very swiftly. 16 He giveth snow like wool : and scattereth the hoar-frost like ashes. 17 He casteth forth his ice like morsels : who is able ibide his frost ? 6 1 ORDER OF SERVICE. 18 He sendeth out his word, and melteth them : he bloweth with his wind, and the waters flow. 19 He sheweth his word unto Jacob : his statutes and ordinances unto Israel. 20 He hath not dealt so with any nation : neither have the heathen knowledge of his laws. psalm cxlviii. Laudate Dominum. PRAISE the Lord of heaven : praise him in the height. 2 Praise him, all ye angels of his : praise him, all his host. 3 Praise him, sun and moon : praise him, all ye stars and light. 4 Praise him, all ye heavens : and ye waters that are above the heavens. 5 Let them praise the name of the Lord : for he spake the word, and they were made ; he commanded, and they were created. 6 He hath made them fast for ever and ever : he hath given them a law which shall not be broken. 7 Praise the Lord upon earth : ye dragons, and all deeps. 8 Fire and hail, snow and vapours : wind and storm, fulfilling his word ; 9 Mountains and all hills : fruitful trees and all cedars ; 10 Beasts and all cattle : worms and feathered fowls; 11 Kings of the earth and all people : princes and all judges of the world ; 12 Young men and maidens, old men and children, praise the Name of the Lord : for his Name only is excellent, and his praise above heaven and earth. 13 He shall exalt the horn of his people; all his saints shall praise him : even the children of Israel, even the people that serveth him. 62 ORDER OF SERVh 1 L PROPER PSALMS FOB (Christmas Dud. PSAXM lxxxv. Benedixisti, Domine. OKD, thou art become gracious unto thy Jam I : thou hast turned away the captivity of Jacob. 2 Thou hast forgiven the offence of thy people : and covered all their sir,-. 3 Thou hast taken away all thy displeasure : and turned thyself from thy wrathful indignation. 4 Turn us then, O God our Saviour : and let thine auger cease from us. 5 Wilt thou be displeased at us for ever : and wilt thou stretch out thy wrath from one generation to an- other? 6 Wilt thou not turn again, and quicken us : that thy people may rejoice in thee? 7 Shew us thy mercy, Lord : and grant us thy salvation. 8 I will hearken what the Lord God will say con- cerning me : for he shall speak peace unto his people, and to his saints, that they turn not again. 9 For his salvation is nigh them that fear him : that glory may dwell in our land. 10 Mercy and truth are met together : righteousness and peace have kissed each other. 11 Truth shall flourish out of the earth : and right- eousness hath looked down from heaven. 12 Yea, the Lord shall >hew loving kindness : and our land shall give her increase. 13 Righteousness shall go before him : and he shall direct hi^ going in the way. '63 ORDER OF SERVICE. psalm cxxxn. Memento , Don line. LOKD, remember David : and all his trouble; 2 How he sware unto the Lord : and vowed a vow unto the Almighty God of Jacob. 3 I will not come within the tabernacle of mine house : nor climb up into my bed ; 4 I will not suffer mine eyes to sleep, nor mine eye- lids to slumber : neither the temples of my head to take any rest ; 5 Until I find out a place for the temple of the Lord : an habitation for the mighty God of Jacob. 6 Lo, we heard of the same at Ephrata : and found it in the wood. 7 We will go into his tabernacle : and fall low on our knees before his footstool. 8 Arise, O Lord, into thy resting-place : thou, and the ark of thy strength. 9 Let thy priests be clothed with righteousness : and let thy saints sing with joyfulness. 10 For thy servant David's sake : turn not away the presence of thine Anointed. 11 The Lord hath made a faithful oath unto David : and he shall not shrink from it ; 12 Of the fruit of thy body : shall I set upon thy seat. 13 If thy children will keep my covenant, and my testimonies that I shall learn them : their children also shall sit upon thy seat for evermore. 14 For the Lord hath chosen Sion to be an habita- tion for himself : he hath longed for her. 15 This shall be my rest for ever : here will 1 dwell, for I have a delight therein. 16 I will bless her victuals with increase : and will satisfy her poor with bread. 17 I will deck her priests with health : and her saints shall rejoice and sing. 18 There shall I make the horn of David to flourish : I have ordained a lantern for mine Anointed. 19 As for his enemies, I shall clothe them with shame : but upon himself shall his crown flourish. 6 4 ORDER OF SERVICE. (faster Dan. psalm lyii. Miserere mei, Dens. BE merciful unto me, O God, be merciful unto me, for my soul trusteth in thee : and under the shadow of thy wings shall be my refuge, until this tyranny be over-past. 2 I will call unto the most high God : even unto the God that shall perform the cause which T have in hand. 3. He shall send from heaven : and sare me from the reproof of him that would eat me up. 4 God shall send forth his mercy and truth : my v<»ul is among Rons. 5 And I lie even among the children of men, that are set on fire : whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword. 6 Set up thyself, O God, above the heavens : and thy glory above all the earth. 7 They have laid a net for my feet, and pressed down my soul : they have digged a pit before me, and are fallen into the midst of it themselves. 8 My heart is fixed, God, my heart is fixed : I will -ing, and give praise. 9 Awaken up, my glory ; awake, lute and harp : I myself will awake right early. 10 I will give thanks unto thee, O Lord, among the people : and I will sing unto thee among the nations. 11 For the greatness of thy mercy reacheth unto the heavens : and thy truth unto the clouds. 12 Set up thyself, O God, above the heaven- : and thy glory above all the earth. psalm cxviii. Con fi tern in i Domino. 0(ilVE thanks unto the Lord, for he is gracious : because his mercy endureth for ever. 2 Let Israel now confess, that lie is gracious : and that his mercy endureth for ever. ?> Let the house of Aaron now confess : that his mercy endureth for ever. 65 ORDER OF SERVICE. 4 Yea, let them now that fear the Lord confess : that his mercy endureth for ever. 5 I called upon the Lord in trouble : and the Lord heard me at large. 6 The Lord is on my side : I will not fear what man doeth unto me. 7 The Lord taketh my part with them that help me : therefore shall I see my desire upon mine enemies. 8 It is better to trust in the Lord : than to put any confidence in man. 9 It is better to trust in the Lord : than to put any confidence in princes. 10 All nations compassed me round about : but in the Name of the Lord will I destroy them. 11 They kept me in on every side, they kept me in, I say, on every sidle : but in the Name of the Lord will I destroy them. 12 They came about me like bees, and are extinct even as the fire among the thorns : for in the Name of the Lord I will destroy them. 13 Thou hast thrust sore at me, that I might fall : but the Lord was my help. 14 The Lord is my strength, and my song : and is become my salvation. 15 The voice of joy and health is in the dwellings of the righteous : the right hand of the Lord bringeth mighty things to pass. 16 The right hand of the Lord hath the pre- eminence : the right hand of the Lord bringeth mighty things to pass. 17 I shall not die, but live : and declare the works of the Lord. 18 The Lord hath chastened and corrected me : but he hath not given me over unto death. 19 Open me the gates of righteousness : that I may go into them, and give thanks unto the Lord. 20 This is the gate of the Lord : the righteous shall enter into it. 21 I will thank thee, for thou hast heard me : and art become my salvation. r r oo ORDER OF SERVK i 22 The same stone which the builders refused : is become the head-stone in the corner. 23 This is the Lord's doing : and it is marvellous in our eyes. '24 This is the dav which the Lord hath made : we will rejoice and be glad in it. 25 Help me now, ( ) Lord : O Lord, send us now prosperity. 26 Blessed be he that cometh in the Name of the Lord : we have wished you good luck, ye that are of the House of the Lord. 27 ( rod is the Lord who hath shewed us light : bind the sacriffice with cords, yea, even unto the horns of the altar. 28 Thou art my God, and I will thank thee : thou art my God, and I will praise thee. 20 O give thanks unto the Lord, for he is gracious : and his mercy endureth for ever. Ascension Dan. p-alm xxi. Dominej in virtute tna. rpiIK King shall rejoice in thy strength, Lord : J_ exceeding glad shall he be of thy salvation. 2 Thou hast given him his heart's desire : and hast not denied him the request of his lip-. 3 For thou shalt prevent him with the blessings of goodness : and -halt set a crown of pure gold upon his head. 4 He asked life of thee, and thou gavest him a long life : even for ever and ever. ■~> Hi- honour i< great in thy salvation : glory and i worship shalt thou lay upon him. <> For thou shalt give him everlasting felicity : and make him glad with the joy of thy countenance. 7 And why? because the King putteth his trust in the Lord : and in the mercy <»f the most Highest he Bhall not miscarry, 67 ORENBB OF SEKVK'K. 8 All thine enemies shall feel thy hand : thy right hand shall find out them that hate thee. 9 Thou shalt make them like a fiery oven in time of thy wrath : the Lord shall destroy them in his dis- pleasure, and the fire shall consume them. 10 Their fruit shalt thou root out of the earth : and their seed from among the children of men. 11 For they intended mischief against thee : and imagined such a device as they are not able to per- form. 12 Therefore shalt thou put them to flight : and the strings of thy bow shalt thou make ready against the face of them. 13 Be thou exalted, Lord, in thine own strength : so will we sing, and praise thy power. psalm xlvii. Omnes gentes, plaudite. OCLAP your hands together, all ye people : O sing unto God with the voice of melody. 2 For the Lord is high, and to be feared : he is the great King upon all the earth. 3 He shall subdue the people under us : and the nations under our feet. 4 He shall choose out an heritage for us : even the worship of Jacob, whom he loved. 5 God is gone up with a merry noise : and the Lord with the sound of the trump. 6 O sing praises, sing praises unto our God : O sing- praises, sing praises unto our King. 7 For God is the King of all the earth : sing ye praises with understanding. 8 God reigneth over the heathen : God sitteth upon his holy seat. 9 The princes of the people are joined unto the people of the God of Abraham : for God, which is very high exalted, doth defend the earth, as it were with a shield. 68 ORDER OF SERVICE. tiJIjiisnnbaji. psalm XL viii. Magnus Dominus. GREAT is the Lord, and highly to be praised : in the city of our God, even upon his holy hill. 2 The hill of Sion is a fair place, and the joy of the whole earth : upon the north-side lieth the city of the great King ; God is well known in her palaces as a sure refuge. 3 For To, the kings of the earth : are gathered, and gone by together. 4 They marvelled to see such things : they were astonished, and suddenly cast down. 5 Fear came there upon them, and sorrow : as upon a woman in her travail. 6 Thou shalt break the ships of the sea : through the east -wind. 7 Like as we have heard, bo have we seen in the city of the Lord of hosts, in the city of our God : God upholdeth the same for ever. 8 We wait for thy loving-kindness, God : in the midst of thy temple. 9 O God, according to thy Name, so is thy praise unto the world's end : thy right hand is full of right- eousness. 10 Let the mount Sion rejoice, and the daughter of Judah be glad : because of thy judgments. 11 Walk about Sion, and go round about her : and tell the towers thereof. 12 Mark well her bulwarks, set up her houses : that ye may tell them that come after. 13 For this God is our God ior ever and ever : he shall be our guide unto death. psalm (xlv. Exaltabo te, I)ev.<. I WILL magnify thee, O God, my King : and I will praise thy Name for ever and ever. 2 Every day will I give thanks unto thee : and praise thv Name for ever and ever. 6g ORDER OF SERVICE. 3 Great is the Lord, and marvellous, worthy to be praised : there is no end of his greatness. 4 One generation shall praise thy works unto an- other : and declare thy power. 5 As for me, I will be talking of thy worship : thy glory, thy praise, and wondrous works ; 6 So that men shall speak of the might of thy marvellous acts : and I will also tell of thy greatness. 7 The memorial of thine abundant kindness shall be shewed : and men shall sing of thy righteousness. 8 The Lord is gracious, and merciful : long-suffering, and of great goodness. 9 The Lord is loving unto every man : and his mercy is over all his works. 10 All thy works praise thee, O Lord : and thy saints give thanks unto thee. 11 They shew the glory of thy kingdom : and talk of thy power ; 12 That thy power, thy glory, and mightiness of thy kingdom : might be known unto men. 13 Thy kingdom is an everlasting kingdom : and thy dominion endureth throughout all ages. 14 The Lord upholdeth all such as fall : and lifteth up all those that are down. 15 The eyes of all wait upon thee, O Lord : and thou givest them their meat in due season. 16 Thou openest thine hand : and fillest all things living with plenteousness. 17 The Lord is righteous in all his ways : and holy in all his works. 18 The Lord is nigh unto all them that call upon him : yea, all such as call upon him faithfully. 19 He will fulfil the desire of them that fear him : he also will hear their cry, and will help them. 20 The Lord preserveth all them that love him : but scattereth abroad all the ungodly. 21 My mouth shall speak the praise of the Lord : and let all flesh give thanks unto his holy Name for ever and ever. 70 ORDER OF SERVICE, Rawest. psalm lxv. Te decet hymnus. THOU, O God, art praised in Sion : and unto thee shall the vow be performed in Jerusalem. 2 Thou that nearest the prayer : unto thee shall all flesh come. 3 My misdeeds prevail against me : O be thou merciful unto our sins. 4 Blessed is the man, whom thou choosest, and receivest unto thee : he shall dwell in thy court, and shall be satisfied with the pleasures of thy house, even of thy holy temple. 5 Thou shalt shew us wonderful things in thy right- eousness, O God of our salvation : thou that art the hope of all the ends of the earth, and of them that remain in the broad sea. fi Who in his strength setteth fast the mountains : and is girded about with power. 7 Who stilleth the raging of the sea : and the noise of his waves, and the madness of the people. 8 They also that dwell in the uttermost parts of the earth shall be afraid at thy tokens : thou that makest the outgoings of the morning and evening to praise thee. 9 Thou visitest the earth, and blessest it : thou makest it very plenteous. 10 The river of God is full of water : thou pre- parest their corn, for so thou providest for the earth. 11 Thou waterest her furrows, thou sendest rain into the little valleys thereof : thou makest it soft with the drops of rain, and blessest the increase of it. 12 Thou crownest the year with thy goodness : and thy clouds drop fatness. 13 They shall drop upon the dwellings of the wilder- ness : and the iittle hills shall rejoice on every side. 14 The folds shall be full of sheep : the valleys also shall stand so thick with corn, that they shall laugh and sing. v \jx\isixjl± \ji: tjruxx v ivu. psalm CIV. Benedic, anima mea. PRAISE the Lord, my soul : Lord my God, thou art become exceeding glorious; thou art clothed with majesty and honour. 2 Thou deck est thyself with light as it were with a garment : and spreadest out the heavens like a curtain. 3 Who layeth the beams of his chambers in the waters : and maketh the clouds his chariot, and walk- eth upon the wings of the wind. 4 He maketh his angels spirits : and his ministers a flaming fire. 5 He laid the foundations of the earth : that it never should move at any time. 6 Thou coveredst it with the deep like as with a garment : the waters stand in the hills. 7 At thy rebuke they flee : at the voice of thy thunder they are afraid. 8 They go up as high as the hills, and down to the valleys beneath : even unto the place which thou hast appointed for them. 9 Thou hast set them their bounds which they shall not pass : neither turn again to cover the earth. 10 He sendeth the springs into the rivers : which run among the hills. 11 All beasts of the field drink thereof: and the wild asses quench their thirst. 12 Beside them shall the fowls of the air have their habitation : and sing among the branches. 13 He watereth the hills from above : the earth is filled with the fruit of thy works. 14 He bringeth forth grass for the cattle : and green herb for the service of men ; 15 That he may bring food out of the earth, and wine that maketh glad the heart of man : and oil to make him a cheerful countenance, and bread to strengthen man's heart. 16 The trees of the Lord also are full of sap : even the cedars of Libanus which he hath planted ; 72 ORDER OF SERVU 1 17 Wherein the birds make their nests : and the lir- trees are a dwelling for the stork. 18 The high hills are a refuge for the wild goats : and so are the stony rocks for the conies. 19 He appointed the moon for certain seasons : and the sun knoweth his going down. 20 Thou makest darkness that it may be night : wherein all the beasts of the forest do move. 21 The lions roaring after their prey : do seek their meat from God. 22 The sun ariseth, and they get them away to- gether : and lay them down in their dens. 23 Man goeth forth to his work, and to his labour : until the evening. 24 (> Lord, how manifold are thy works : in wisdom hast thou made them all ; the earth is full of thy riches. 25 So is the great and wide sea also : wherein are things creeping innumerable, both small and great beasts. 26 There go the ships, and there is that Leviathan : whom thou hast made to take his pastime therein. 27 I hese wait all upon thee : that thou mayest give them meat in due season. 28 When thou givest it them they gather it : and when thou openest thy hand they are filled with good. 29 When thou hidest thy face they are troubled : when thou takest away their breath they die, and are turned again to their dust. 30 When thou lettest thy breath go forth they shall be made : and thou shalt renew the face of the earth. 31 The glorious Majesty of the Lord shall endure for ever : the Lord shall rejoice in his works. 32 The earth shall tremble at the look of him : if he do but touch the hills, they shall smoke. 33 I will sing unto the Lord as long as I live : I will praise my God while 1 have my being. 34 And so shall my words please him : my joy shall be in the Lord. 35 As for sinners, they shall be consumed out of the earth, and the ungodly shall come to an end; praise thou the Lord, < ) inv soul, praise the Lord. 73 HYMNS " The sacred poet, like the Levite of old, is still a minister in the Temple; he still kindles the altar fires of holy feeling, and from his own spiritual insight and inner communings, he puts into language for us those emotions dispositions, desires, that our hearts recognize, and yet our lips fail of suttering. ' He is a genius,' says a great thinker, l who gives me back my own thoughts.' It is so with hymns ; it is so with hymn-music" " The great tunes of the Church, like the great hymns of the Church, in which spirituality and art unite, are the imperishable monuments of the souVs progress ; and conse- crated art is one of the soul's best offerings to God. Music (the learned say) is the hand-maid to divinity; and there is no science except that admitted into the service of the Church. The notes convey impi*essions as well as the words, and the tune-writer as well as the hymn-writer, is a spiritual benefactor." HYMNS. 1 NICAEA. Bishop Reginald Heber, 1M9. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Urns. F>., I8tt. Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee : Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty ! God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! Holy, Holy, Holy ! all the Saints adore Thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be. Holy, Holy, Holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see, Only Thou art holy : There is none beside Thee Perfect in power, in love and purity. Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty ! All Thy works shall praise Thy name in eartli and sky and sea: Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty! God in Three Persons, Blessed Trinity ! 77 HYMNS. 2 ST. ATHANASIUS. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth. L853. E. J. Hopkins, Mus. D. Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord, God of Hosts, Eternal King, By the heavens and earth adored ; Angels and Archangels sing, Chanting everlastingly To the Blessed Trinity. Thousands, tens of thousands, stand, Spirits blest, before Thy throne, Speeding thence at Thy command, And, when Thy command is done, Singing everlastingly To the Blessed Trinity. Cherubim and Seraphim Veil their faces with their wings ; Eyes of Angels are too dim To behold the King of kings, While they sing eternallv To the Blessed Trinity. Thee Apostles, Prophets Thee, Thee the Noble Martyr band, Praise with solemn jubilee ; Thee the Church in every land ; Singing everlastingly To the Blessed Trinity. Alleluia! Lord, to Thee, Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Three in One, and One in Three, Join we with the heavenly Host, Singing everlastingly To the Blessed Trin'itv. 7S HYM N - DIES DOMINICA. Bishop rhri^to'jher Wordsworth, 1802. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, >fu<. D. O day of rest and gladn ( ) day of joy and light, O balm of care and sadness. Most beautiful, most bright : On thee, the high and lowly, Through ages join'd in tune. Sing, Holy, Holy, Holy, To the great God Triune. < >n thee, at the Creation, The light first had its birth ; On thee for our salvation Christ rose from depths of earth : On thee our Lord victorious The Spirit sent from heaven : And thus on thee most glorious A triple light was given. To-day on weary nations The heavenly manna fall-: To holy convocations The silver trumpet calls : Where gospel-light is glowing With pure and radiant beam- : And living water flowing With soul-refreshing streams. May we, new graces gaining From this our day of rest, Attain the rest remaining To spirits of the blest. And there our voice upraising, To Father and to Son And Holy Ghost, be praising Ever the Three in One. 79 HYMNS. CHURCH BEIXS. L. G. S. Hail to this our weekly rest, God's most holy day, When the sweet bells summon us, All to praise and pray. Rich and poor now meet once more, Enter by the same Church-door. All things are in perfect calm, And a gentle peace Rests on field and wood and hill, And the lowliest place, Nay, the very rippling brook Hath a quiet Sunday look. Children, be ye gentle too, Be your mirth subdued ; Truest happiness is calm, Will your joy be rude? Sunday thoughts to-day still be, Present in your memory. ( ) how often we forget What the church-bells say — " Lay all earthly thoughts aside, This is God's own day." More than welcome it would be Saviour, if we honoured Thee. 8p HYMNS. ° STANLEY. From <^ueeii Elizabeth's Yirgiual Book: l.~>7t. Again the day of gladness, The day of light is here ; And earth itself looks fairer, And Heaven itself more near : The bells, like angel voices, Speak peace to every breast, And all the land lies quiet, To keep the day of rest. Chorus : Glory be to Jesus, Let all His children say ; He rose again, He rose again, On this glad day. Again, O loving Saviour, The children of Thy grace Prepare themselves to seek Thee Within Thy chosen place; Our songs shall rise to greet Thee, If Thou our hearts wilt raise ; If Thou our lips wilt open, Our mouth shall show Thy praise. The church on earth rejoices To hymn Thy praise to-day, In every tongue and nation She bids her children pray ; Across the Northern snowfields, Beneath the Indian palms, She makes the same " pure offering,*' And sings the same sweet psalms. Ring out, () bells, His praises ! Sing, children, sing His name. Still louder and still farther Ili^ mighty deeds proclaim ; Till all whom He redeemed Shall own Him Lord and King, Till every knee shall worship And every tongue shall sing. 81 6 HYMNS. LAUDES DOMINI. The Rev. Edward Gaswall, 1^73. Joseph Barn by, Mus. D. When morning gilds the skies, My heart awaking cries May Jesus Christ be praised. Alike at work and prayer To Jesus I repair ; •May Jesus Christ be praised. Whene'er the sweet church bell Peals over hill and dell, May Jesus Christ be praised. hark to what it sings, As joyously it rings, May Jesus Christ be praised. Does sadness fill my mind ? A solace here I find, May Jesus Christ be praised : Or fades my earthly bliss ? My comfort still is this, May Jesus Christ be praised. The night becomes as day, When from the heart we say May Jesus Christ be praised : The powers of darkness fear, When this sweet chant they hear, May Jesus Christ be praised. In heaven's eternal bliss The loveliest strain is this, May Jesus Christ be praised : Let earth, and sea, and sky From depth to height reply May Jesus Christ be praised. Be this, while life is mine, My canticle divine, May Jests Christ be praised : Be this th'eternal song, Through all the ages on, May Jesus Christ be praised. 82 HYMN9 HOLBORX. The llrr. Henry V . Darnell. buu tforfcj, T*:>, Father, Holy Fat her. See. Thy children conic Singing songs of triumph, To their spirit's home. Long we hoped and waited Prayed and laboured long, 'Ere the .-acred fabric Rose secure and strong. First the deep foundations. Laid in steadfast faith : Then the walls npspringing From the depths beneath ; Then the pillared arches, Spanning choir and nave, As the hopes we cherish Reach beyond the grave. On the plains of Bethel. To the patriarch's eyes Thou show'dst the mystic ladder Beaching to the skies. 80 he this Thy temple, To the hearts that wait. Beauteous as the threshold < >f the Heavenly Gate. Father, holy Father ! 8< • , Thy children come, Singing songs of triumph , To their spirit's home. Ble>.=> to \i- Thy worship, Bles.^ to u.> Thy Word ; Let us say at parting — We have seen the Lord ! I. 83 HYMNS. LUX MATUTINA. The Kev. S. Child* Clarke. The Rev. J. B. Dvkes. lias. I) On our festal day, In its bright array, gracious Saviour to Thine house we come ; Children's joys shall be Smiled upon by Thee, Who, once a Child, didst share an earthly home. For all joys of earth, For our harmless mirth, Our glad thanksgivings unto Thee we bring ; Hear us, while Ave raise Grateful songs of praise, And children's lips proclaim the children's King. On all things we do, Right and pure and true, We know we may Thy heavenly blessing claim ; As on sacred days, So in week-day ways, < > may we praise and glorify Thy name. Ever by our side, Be our God and Guide, Our hearts to cheer amid this world of woe ; Thus through life may we Be upheld by Thee, And onward on our way rejoicing go. s 4 HYMNS. QUAM DIL.ECTA, The Kev. w illimu Bullock, 1*54. Bishop H. L. Jeuner. Thfe Rev. sir Henrj W. Baker, I960. We love the place, God, Wherein Thine honour dwells; The joy of Thine abode All earthly joy excels. It is the House of Prayer, Wherein Thy servants meet ; And Thou, Lord, art there Thy chosen flock to greet. We love Thy feast, O Lord, Where Thou, the living Bread, By faithful hearts adored, Our fainting souls dost feed. We love the word of life, The word that tells of peace, < )f comfort in the strife, And joys that never cease. We love to sing below For mercies freely given ; But oh ! we long to know *. The triumph-song of heaven. Lord Jesu, give us grace On earth to love Thee more, In heaven to see Thy face. And with Thv saints' adore. *£ HYMNS. 10 EXCKLSIS. Ilishop Reginald Heber, L811. James Turle, Mus. b. Hosanna to the living- Lord ! Hosanna to the Incarnate Word ! To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, Let earth, let Heaven Hosanna sing, Hosanna in the highest ! ( ) Saviour, with protecting care Abide in this Thy House of Prayer. Where we Thy parting promise claim Assembled in Thy sacred Name, Hosanna in the highest ! But ehiefest, in our cleansed breast Bid Thine Eternal Spirit rest; And make our secret soul to be A temple pure, and worthy Thee. Hosanna in the highest ! To God the Father, God the Son, And.£jrod the Spirit, Three in One, Be honour, praise and glory given, By all on earth, and all in heaven. Hosanna in the highest ! $6 HYMNS. 11 HERBERT. Charlotte Klliott, US& The Rev. Richard R. Chope, 1M6 Mv God, is any hour so sweet, From blush of morn to evening star, As that which calls me to Thy feet. — The hour of prayer? Blest be that tranquil hour of morn. And blest that hour of solemn eve, When, on the wings of prayer upborne, The world I leave. Then is my strength by Thee renewed ; Then are my sins by Thee forgiven : Then dost Thou cheer my solitude With hopes of heaven. No words can tell what blest relief, There for my every want I find ; What strength for warfare, balm for grief; Wlint peace of mind. Lord, till I reach yon blissful shore. No privilege so dear shall be, As thus my inmost sold to pour In prayer to Thee. 6~ HYMNS. 12 ST. RAPHAEL. .lane Taylor. From " Oratory Hymns. Now that my journey's just begun, My course so little trod, I'll stay, before I further run, And give myself to God. What sorrows may my steps attend, I cannot now foretell ; But if the Lord will be my Friend, I know that all is well. If I am rich, He'll guard my heart Temptation to withstand ; And make me willing to impart The bounties of His hand. If I am poor He can supply, Who has my table spread ; Who feeds the ravens when they cry, And fills His poor with bread. And, Loid, whatever grief or ill For me may be in store, Make me submissive to Thy will, And I would ask no more. Attend me through my youthful way, Whatever be my lot, And when I'm feeble, old and gray, O Lord, forsake me not. 81 HYMNS. 13 MELCOMBE. Tne Ktr. Johu k^ble, 1827. Samuel Webbc. 17*'. ELY. Bishop Thoma- Turtoo. V New every morning is the love Our wakening and uprising prove; Through sleep and darkness safely brought. Restored to life, and power, and thought. New mercies, each returning day. Hover around us while we pray : New perils past, new sin> forgiven, New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. If on our daily course our mind Be set to hallow all we hnd, New treasures still, of countless price, God will provide for sacrifice. Old friends, old scenes will lovelier be, As more of heaven in each we see ; Some softening gleam of love and prayer Shall dawn on every cross and cm re. The trivial round, the common task. "Will furnish all we need to ask ; Room to deny ourselves ; a road To bring us daily nearer (rod. < >nly, O Lord ! in Thy dear love Fit us for perfect rest above ; And help us, this and every day. To live more nearly as we pray. 8 9 HYMNS. 14 ST. MARTIN French ZION'S CITY. John Ceunick, 1742. William Dree Children of the heavenly King, As ye journey sweetly ^ing ; Sing your Saviour's worthy praise, Glorious in Hi< works and ways. We are travelling home to God, In the way the fathers trod : They are happy now. and ire Soon their happiness shall see. Sing, ye little Hock and ble^i : You on Jesus 1 throne shall rest : There your seat is now preparer!. There your kingdom and reward. Lift your lyes, ye sons of light. Zion's city is in sight ; There our endless home shall he. There our Lord we soon shall see. Lord, obediently we go, Gladly leaving all below : Only Thou our Leader be. And we still will follow Thee. 90 HYMNS 15 INNOCENTv Thib&nt. King of B Thine for ever :— God of love. Hear us from Thy throne abov< Thine for ever may we be, Here and in eternity. Thint- tor ever: — Lord of life, Shield us through our earthly strif< Thou the life, the truth, the way. Guide ns to the realms of day. Thine for ever: — how bless They who find in Thee their rest ! S dour, guardian, heavenly friend, defend as to the end. Thine for ever: — Saviour, b These Thy frail and trembling sheep ; Safe alone beneath Thy can I as all Thy goodness -hare. Thine for ever: — Thou our guide, All our wants by Thee supplied, All our sins by Thee forgiven, Lead us. Lord, from earth to heaven. mi HYMNS. 16 OliaMerton Dix, 1861. DAGENHAM. Thomas Morley, 1*70. In our work and in our play, Jesu, be thou ever near, Guarding, guiding, all the day, Keeping in Thy holy fear. Thou didst toil, a lowly Child, In the far off' Holy Land, Blessing labor undehled, Pure and honest of the hand. Thou wilt bless our play-hour, too. If we ask Thy succor strong ; Watch o'er all we say and do, Hold us back from guilt and wrong. Oh, how happy thus to spend Work and play-time in Thy sight, Till the rest which shall not end, Till the day that knows no night ! 92 HYMN- CLARION Bishop Walsbam H<-». E. P. Kirubault. Mus. II Lord, this day Thy children meet In Thy courts with willing feet : Unto Thee this day they raise Grateful hearts in hymns of praise. Not alone the Day of Rest With Thy worship shall be blesi : In our pleasure and our glee, Lord, we would remember Thee. Help us unto Thee to pray. Hallowing our happy day ; From Thy presence thus to win Hearts all pure and free from sin. Make, <> Lord, our childhood shine With all lowly grace like Thine: Then through all eternity We shall live in heaven with Thee. 4.* HYMNS. 18 NATIVITY. The Rev. iMiilip Doddridge, l?55. Henry Lahee. NEW PRINCE. ('hsrles Stegg»ll, Mu*. I>. Hark ! the glad sound, the Saviour comes, The Saviour promised long ! Let every heart prepare a throne, And every voice a song. He comes, the prisoners to release, In Satan's bondage held ; The gates of brass before Him burst, The iron fetters yield. He comes, the broken heart to bind, The bleeding soul to cure, And with the treasures of His grace, To bless the humble poor. ( )ur glad Hosannas, Prince of Peace, Thy welcome shall proclaim ; And heaven's eternal arches ring With Thy beloved Name. r ever scorn Thy word. < ) keep us in Thy heart, Till earthly storms are past, [In til we gain the better part Among Thy saints at last. V5 HYMNS. 20 ST. LEO. Stoke-upon-Teru Hymn Book. Arthur H. Brown. Mountains, bow your heads majestic, Lowly vales, arise and sing ; See approach the Prince celestial ! Earth receive thy heavenly King. Crowned with grace and understanding, Branch Divine of Jesse's stem ; God of knowledge, wisdom, power, Heaven's most glorious diadem. Heavenly throngs His birth attending, Angels chant Emmanuel's praise ; Joy pervades the shining myriads, That above their anthems raise. Earth, with holy joy abounding, Haste to welcome Zion's King ; And as tokens of affection, Richest treasures hither bring. Christ is come, the weak to succour, Not to break the bruised reed ; Christ is come to bear the burden Of the poor that pine in need. Balm to every wound He offers, Comfort to the restless mind ; Captives from their chains He severs, He is come lost sheep to find. Earth, before thy Lord triumphant, Bow the head and bend the knee, Christ, who over death and Satan Hath obtained the victory ; Sing His praises, tell His story, Bid thy heart with rapture swell ; Ope it to the Lord of Glory, There forever may He dwell. 96 HYMNS. LIGHT DIVINE The Rev. Joel Swartz. L. G. S. More sweet He comes than morning light Upon the golden hills ; And sweeter than the dew of night, Which, with a silent freshness bright, The glittering landscape fills. He comes to pour a gladsome ray Wherever night may be ; To usher in an endless day And gird the islands far away With light, as with the sea. He comes t<» break the prison bars Where souls in bondage lie ; To heal whatever hurts or mars, Sin's saddest and most deadly scars, Whereof, unhelped, we die. He passes by n<> human need, What e'er its source or name ; He will not break the bruised reed, The faintest spark of hope He'll feed, And trim the golden flame. Arise, Thou glorious Light Divine ! Drive earth's long night away : ( )n all benighted nations shine, And shine upon this soul of mine, Unto the perfect da v. 97 HYMNS. 22 MENDELSSOHN. The \u v. Cliarles Wesley, 17*). Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdy, 1840. GOOD TIDINGS. The Rev. .7. B. Dykes, Mm. 1> Hark ! the herald angels sing — " Glory to the new-born King ; Peace on earth, and mercy mild ; God and sinners reconciled/' Joyful, all ye nations, rise ; Join the triumph of the skies ; With the angelic host proclaim — " Christ is born in Bethlehem." Hark! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-born King. Christ, by highest heaven adored, Christ, the everlasting Lord, Late in time behold Him come. Offspring of a Virgin's womb : Veil'd in flesh, the Godhead He, Hail th' incarnate Deity ; Pleased as man with man to dwell. Jesus our Emmanuel. Hark ! the herald angels sing Glory to the new-horn King. Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Hail the Sun of Righteousness ! Light and life to all He brings, Risen with healing in His wings. Mild, He lays His glory by, Born that man no more may die. Born to raise the sons of earth, Born to give them second birth, J lark ! the herald angels sin<< Glory to the new-born King. 9 8 HYMNS. ST. MILDRED. Bfebop Walshon How. Chsriea Steggri, Mn«. D. Behold a little Child, Laid in a manger-bed ; The wintry blasts blows wild Around His infant head. But Who is this so lowly laid? Tis Re by Whom the worlds were made. Alas, in what poor state The Son of God is seen; Why doth the Lord so great < hoose out a home s<» mean ? That we may learn from pride to fly, And follow His humility. Where Joseph plies his trade Lo! Jesus labours too, The hands that all things made An earthly craft pursue : That weary men in Him may rest. And faithful toil through Him be blest. Am<»ng- the doctor- see The Boy so rail of grace ; Say, wherefore taketh He The scholar's lowly place? That Christian boys with reverence meet, May sit and learn at Jesus' feet. Christ, once Thyself a Boy, < )ur boyhood guard and guide ; i>e Thou its Light and joy. And still with us abide, That Thy dear love, so great and free, Mh\ draw u^ evermore to Thee. 9V HYMNS. u THREE KINGS. F. J. Drtrard. O'er the hill and o'er the vale, Come three kings together, Caring nought for snow or hail, Cold and wind and weather ; Now on Persia's sandy plains, Now where Tigris sweils with rains, They their camels tether; Xow through Syrian lands they go, Now tli rough Moab, faint and slow, Now through Edom's heather. O'er the hill and o'er the vale, Each king hears a present ; Wise men go a Child to hail, Monarch* seek a peasant ; And a star in trout proceeds, Over rock and river leads. Shines with heams incessant. Therefore onward, onward still ! Ford the stream and climb the hill Love makes all things pleasant. He is God ye go to meet : Therefore incense proffer ; He is King ye go to greet : Gold is in your coffer. Also Man, He comes to share Every woe that man can bear, Tempter, railer, scoffer: Therefore now against the day, In the grave when Him they lay, Mvrrh ve also offer. IOO HYMNS. IMX. vr Chaiterton Dix. I860 - Conrad Kocher. Fh D. As with gladness men of old Did the guiding star behold; As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright ; So, most gracious God, may we Evermore be led to Thee. As with joyful step- they sped To that lowly manger-bed; There to bend the knee before Him whom heaven and earth adore; So may we with willing feet Ever seek the mercy-seat. As they < (tiered git't> most rare At that manger rude and bare, may we with holy joy, Pure, and free from sin's alloy, All our costliest treasure> bring, Christ ! to Thee, our heavenly King. Holy Jesus, every day Keep us in the narrow way : And when earthly things art past, Bring our ransomed souls at last Where they need no star to guide. Where no clouds Thy glory hide. In the heavenly country bright Need they no created light ; Thou it- Light, it< Joy, it^ Crown. Thou it- Sim which goes not down; There for ever may we sing Uleluias t<» oar King. HYMNS. 2<> TALL.IS' OUDIN'AI, The Very K.-\ . Dean Alford. Thorns* Tallin In token that thou shait not fear Christ crucified to own, We print the cross upon thee here. And stamp thee His alone. In token that thou shalt not blush To glory in His name, We blazon here upon thy front His glory and His shame. In token that thou shalt not flinch Christ's conflict to maintain, Hut 'neath His banner manfully Firm at thy post remain : In token that thou too shalt tread The path He travelled by, Endure the cross, despise the shame, And sit thee down on high; Thus outwardly and visibly We seal thee for His own ; And may the brow that wears II is cross Hereafter share His crown. !<-»,» HYMNS. 1 '.- Rev. J. U. Gurney, l*3t>. HOLYKOOD. Btbuu Ancient «nd Modern. ST. GEORGE. H. J. Gauntlett , Mas. P.. 1B4* Fair waved the golden corn, In Canaan's pleasant land. When full of joy, some shining morn, Went forth the reaper-band To God, so good and great, Their cheerful thanks they pour, Then carry to His temple-gate The choicest of their store. Like Israel, Lord, we give Our earliest fruits to Thee, And pray that. Long as we shall live, We may Thy children be. Thine is our youthful prime, And life and all its powers : lie with us in our morning time. And bless our evening hour-. In wisdom let us grow, As rears and strength are given. That we may serve Thy Church below And join Thy Saints in heaven. i<\; HYMNS. 28 SOJLITUDE. •lane K. Leeiton, 1842. L. T. Downes. Saviour teach me day by day, Love's sweet lesson to obey ; Sweeter lesson cannot be, Loving Him who first loved me. With a childlike heart of love, At Thy bidding may I move ; Prompt to serve and follow Thee, Loving Him who first loved me. Teach me all Thy steps to trace, Strong to follow in Thy grace; Learning how to love from Thee, Loving Him who first loved me. Love in loving finds employ — In obedience all her joy. Ever new that joy will be, Loving Him who first loved me. Thus may I rejoice to show That I feel the love I owe ; Singing, till Thy face I see, Of His love who first loved me. lev HYMNS. •>9 GOD IS LOVE. SlrJoha Rowriog, l w J">. George C. Stebbius. STOCKWELL. 1>. R. Jo* God is love: His mercy brightens All the path in which we move ; P.liss He give>, and woe He Lightens: < rod is iicfht. and < rod is love. Chance and change are busy ever. Worlds decay and ages move, Hnt His mercy waneth never: God h liirlit, and God is love. E'en the hour that darkest seemeth, Will His changeless goodness prove ; From the mist Hi< brightness streameth : God is light, and God is love. He with earthly cares entwineth Hope and comfort from above ; Everywhere His glory shineth : God is light, and God is love. 10 HYMNS. 30 INVITATION. W. Ohatterfcon l>i\. L867. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D.. H74. HOLY CHURCH. Arthur II. Rrowit. " Come unto Me, ye weary, And I will give you rest." O blessed voice of Jesus Which conies to hearts oppress' d ! It tells of benediction, Of pardon, grace and peace, Of joy that hath no ending. Of love which cannot cea«e. "Come unto Me, dear children, And I will give you light." O loving voice of Jesus Which comes to cheer the night ! ( )ur hearts were tilled with sadness, And we had lost our way, But morning brings ns gladness, And songs the break of day. " And whosoever comet h I will not cast him out/' O patient voice of Jesus Which draws away our doubt ! Which calls us very sinners, Unworthy though we be, ( )f love so free and boundless, To come, dear Lord, to Thee. 1 06 HYMNS. 31 FOX D1JLKCTI. Tii.- Rev. M.-i;.tiu- BoMr. 1857. The Rev. .J. B. Dykes, Mas. Ik. 18K 1 LENSHUKG. Louie >i...hr. Mus. !>.. l«tt. I heard the voice of Jesus say, '• < 'oine unto Me and rest : Lay down, thou weary one, lay down Thy head upon My breast." 1 came t<> J< f that life-giving stream ; My thirst was quenched, ray ><>ul revived, And now I live in Him. I heard the voice of JeSUS say. U I am this dark world's light. Look unto Me. thy morn shall rise, And all thy day be bright.'" 1 looked to Jesus and 1 found In Him mv Star, inv Sun : And in that light of life I'll walk Till travelling days are done. to' HYMNS. Folliqtt S. Pierpoint, 1*04. MURIEL. Charles Gounod. PSALM OF PRAISK. S. P. Tuckermau, Mas'. D. For the beauty of the earth, For the glory of the skies, For the love which from our birth Over and around us lies : I ,ord of all, to Thee we raise This our grateful psalm of praise. For the wonder of each hour Of the day and of the night ; Hill and vale, and tree and flower, Sun and moon, and stars of light: Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our grateful psalm of praise. For the joy of human love,* Brother, sister, parent, child, Friends on earth, and friends above, Pleasures pure and undefined : Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our grateful psalm of praise. For Thy Church that evermore Lifts her holy hands above Offering up on every shore Her pure sacrifice of love: Lord of all, to Thee we raise This our grateful psalm of praise. JOS HYMNS. m Martiu Rinckart, 1644. Tjanslalated from the Qernuui b\ Mis« Pnrherin^ Winkwoi th. 185*?! NUN DANKET. The Rev Johann Crnger, llitfi. Now thank we all our God, With heart and hand and voice-, Who wondrous things hat!) done, In whom this world rejoices; Who from our mother's arms Hath blessed us on our way With eountless gifts of love, And still is ours to-day. Oh may this bounteous God Through all our life be near us, With ever joyful hearts And blessed peace to cheer us ; And keep us in His grace, And guide us when perplexed. And free us from all ills In this world and the next. All praise and thanks to God, The Father, now be given, The Son and Him who reigns With them in highest heaven. The one Eternal God Whom earth and heaven adore : For thus it was, is now, And shall be evermore. IC* HYMNS. 34 ST. HELENA. Tho R«-v. Sir H. \\\ Baker, ISfil. Hymns Ancient ;tud Modern. Lord Jesus, God and Man, For love of man a Child, The Very God, vet born on earth Of* Mary undenled. Lord Jesus, God and Man, In this our festal day To Thee for precious gifts of grace Thy ransomed people pray. We pray for childlike hearts, For gentle, holy love, For strength to do Thy will below As Angels do above. We pray for simple faith, For hope that never faints, For true communion evermore With all Thy blessed saints. O joy to live for Thee ! joy in Thee to die ! very joy of joys to see Thv Face eternal lv ! t to HYMNS 86 St. Kcruard of Ciairvaux. 1190. Translated from the Latin by The Rev, Edward Cmswall, 1849, BEATITUDE. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mas. D, .Jesu, the very thought of Thee With sweetness fills the breast ; But sweeter far Thy face to see, And in Thy presence rest. NO voice can sing, no heart can frame. Nor can the memory find, A sweeter sound than Jesus' Name, The Saviour of mankind. O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek, To those who ask how kind Thou :irt ! How good to those who seek ! But what to those who find? Ah this Nor tongue nor pen can show ; The love of Jesus, what it i> None hut His loved ones know. Jesu, our only joy be Thou, As Thou our prize wilt be; In Thee be all our glory now, And through eternity. Ill HYMNS. 36 GENTLE JESUS. Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander. From Narrative Hymns. When of old the Jewish mothers Brought their little babes to Thee, To Thy stern Apostles' chiding Thou didst answer tenderly, || Gentle Jesus,|| '• Suffer them to come to Me." Born again and made Thy members, Little Christian children, we Press around to share Thy blessing, Plead Thy mercy full and free. || Gentle Jesus,|| Suffer us to come to Thee. By Thy sign upon our forehead, When Thy people bowed the knee, By the Name above us spoken, Of the wondrous Trinity, || Gentle Jesus, || Suffer us to come to Thee. By each prayer and by each promise, When our hearts are full of glee ; When our little sorrows vex us, Thine in all things we would be. || Gentle Jesus,|| Suffer us to come to Thee. IU HYMN*. JKM . BONK PASTOR. Dorothy Thropp, - J. H. Wileoz, Ifui D Saviour, like a shepherd lead u>. Much we need Thy tender care ; In Thy pleasant pastures feed OS, For our use Thy folds prepare. Blessed Jesus, Thou hast nought u>. Thine we are. We are Thine, do Thou befriend us. Be the guardian of our way ; Keep Thy flock, from sin defend us, Seek us when we go astray. I! Blessed Jesus,|| Hear. hear us, when we pray. Thou hast promised to receive us, Poor and sinful though we be : Thou hast mercy to relieve us, Grace to cleanse, and power to free. Blessed Jesus, || We will early turn to Thee. Early let u> seek Thy favour, Early let us do Thy will : Blessed Lord and only Saviour, With Thy love our bosoms fill. Blessed Jesus, Thou h;i-i loved u^. love us still. "3 HYMNS. 3S Bishop Walsham How, 1*54. ST. HILDA. J. H. Knecht, 17> and in woe. Still lift your standard high, Still march in firm array, As warriors through the darkness toil Till dawns the golden day. At last the march ^hall end, The wearied ones shall rest, The pilgrims find their Father's House, Jerusalem the blest. 115 HYMNS. 40 EXURGAT DKUS. B. Agutter, Mus. D. ST. GERTRUDE. The Rer. Sabine Baring-Gould, 1865. Sir Arthur Sullivan, Mus. D. ( 1872. Onward Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Jesus Going on before. Christ, the Royal Master, Leads against the foe : Forward into battle, See His banners go. Chorus : Onward Christian soldiers, Marching as to war, With the Cross of Jesus, Going on before. Like a mighty army, Moves the Church of God : Brothers, we are treading Where the Saints have trod. \Y T e are not divided, All one body we. One in hope, in doctrine, One in charity. Crowns and thrones may perish, Kingdoms rise and wane. But the Church of Jesus Constant will remain. Gates of hell can never 'Gainst that Church prevail : We have Christ's own promise, And that cannot fail. Onward then, ye people, Join our happy throng, Blend with ours your voices, In the triumph-song : Glory, praise and honour, Unto Christ the King: This, through countless ages, Men and Angels sing. Ii6 HYMNS. 41 ALL SAINTS. H. S. Cutler, Mus. D., 1872. ST. BARTHOLOMEW. Bishop Reginald Heber, 1827. Alex. Macdonald, 1870. The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain ; His blood-red banner streams afar. Who follows in His train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain ; Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train. The Martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave : Who saw his Master in the sky, And call'd on Him to save. Like him, with pardon on his tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He pray'd for them that did the wrong: Who follows in his train ? A glorious band, the chosen few, On whom the Spirit came: Twelve valiant Saints, their hope they knew, And mock'd the cross and flame. They met the tyrant's brandish'd steel. The lion's gory mane ; They bow'd their necks the death to feel : Who follows in their train? A noble army — men and boys, The matron and the maid ; Around the Saviour's throne rejoice, In robes of light array'd. They climb'd the steep ascent of Heaven Through peril, toil, and pain ; O God, to us may grace be given To follow in their train. 117 HYMNS. 42 FABEN. J. H Willcox, Mus. D. ST. ASAPH. The Rev, Sabine Bariug- Gould, 1867. W. S. Bambridge. (From the Danish of Ingemann). Through the night of doubt and sorrow Onward goes the pilgrim band, Singing songs of expectation , Marching to the promised land. Clear before us through the darkness Gleams and burns the guiding light ; Brother clasps the hand of brother, Stepping fearless through the night. One the light of God's own presence O'er His ransom'd people shed, Chasing far the gloom and terror, Brightening all the path we tread : One the object of our journey, One the faith which never tires, One the earnest looking forward, One the hope our God inspires : One the strain that lips of thousands Lift as from the heart of one; One the conflict, one the peril, One the march in God begun : One the gladness of rejoicing On the far eternal shore, Where the One Almighty Father Reigns in love for evermore. Onward, therefore, pilgrim brothers, Onward with the Cross our aid ; Bear its shame, and fight its battle, Till we rest beneath its shade. Soon shall come the great awaking, Soon the rending of the tomb ; Then the scattering of all shadows, And the end of toil and gloom. 1x8 HYMNS. 43 ROTTERDAM. The Rev. George Duffield, 1858. Berthold Tours, 1875. WEBB. George James Webb. Stand up, stand up, for Jesus, Ye soldiers of the cross ; Lift high His royal banner, t It must not suffer loss : From victory unto victory His army shall He lead ; Till every foe is vanquish'd, And Christ is Lord indeed. Stand up, stand up, for Jesus ; The trumpet call obey ! Forth to the mighty conflict In this His glorious day : Ye that are men now serve Him Against unnumber'd foes; Your courage rise with danger, And strength to strength oppose. Stand up, stand up, for Jesus, Stand in His strength alone ; The arm of flesh will fail you, Ye dare not trust your own : Put on the gospel armour, And watching unto prayer. When duty calls, or danger, Be never wanting there. Stand up, stand up, for Jesus, The strife will not be long; This day the noise of battle, The next the victor's song : To him that overcometh A crown of life shall be : He with the King of Glory Shall reign eternally. . 119 HYMNS. 44 GOTHA. Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander, 1853. H. R. H. the Prince Consort. Jesus calls us ; o'er the tumult Of our life's wild restless sea, Day by day His sweet voice souudeth, Saying, "Christian, follow Me." As, of old, St. Andrew heard it By the Galilean lake, Turn'd from home, and toil, and kindred, Leaving all for His dear sake. Jesus calls us — from the worship Of the vain world's golden store, From each idol that would keep us — Saying, " Christian, love Me more." In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil, and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, That we love Him more than these. Jesus calls us : by Thy mercies, Saviour, may we hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thy obedience, Serve and love Thee, best of all. 1 20 irrM2?t. 45 FREDEK1CTON. The Bev. G. R. Pryuue, 1858. 'Metropolitan) Bishop John Medley, 1865. Jesu, meek and gentle, Son of God Most High ! Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's cry. Pardon our offences Loose our captive chains, Break down every idol, Which our soul detains. Give us holy freedom, Fill our hearts with love, Draw us, holy Jesus, To the realms above. Lead us on our journey, Be Thyself the way' Through terrestrial darkness To celestial day. Jesu, meek and gentle. Son of God Most High .' Pitying, loving Saviour, Hear Thy children's crv. 121 HYMNS. 46 KEDRON. A. B. Spratt. BETHANY. Mr-*. Sarah Adams, 1840. Lowell Mason Mus. D. Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ; E'en though it be a cross That raiseth me, Still all my song shall be, Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee ! Though like a wanderer, Weary and lone, Darkness comes over me My rest a stone ; Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. There let my way appear Steps onto heaven ; All that Thou sendest me In mercy given ; Angels to beckon me Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. Then with my waking thoughts Bright with Thy praise, Out of my stony griefs Bethel I'll raise ; So by my woes to be Nearer, my God, to Thee, Nearer to Thee. 122 HYMNS. 47 IN MEMOKIAM. Albert Midlane, 1860. Sir John Stainer, Mus. D., 187S. There's a Friend for little children Above the bright blue sky, A Friend that never changes, Whose love will never die ; Our earthly friends may fail us And change with changing years, This Friend is always worthy Of that dear Name He bears. There's a home for little children Above the bright blue sky, Where Jesus reigns in glory, A home of peace and joy ; No home on earth is like it, Nor can with it compare, For every one is happy, Xor could be happier there. There's a crown for little children Above the bright blue >ky, And all who look to Jesus Shall wear it bye and bye : A crown of brightest glory. Which He will then bestow On those who found Hi> favour And loved Him here below. There's a song for little children Above the bright blue sky, And a harp of sweetest music And palms of victory : And all above is pleasure, And found in Christ alone ; Lord, grant Thy little children To knowThee as their own. I2 3 HYMNS. 48 HOLLINGSIDK. The Rev. Charles Wesley. 1740. The Rev. J. B. Dykea, Mua. D., iKtfO. THE SAILORS' HYMN. .). Bluraenthal. Jesu, Lover of my soul, Let me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While the tempest still is high ; Hide me, O my Saviour, hide, Till the storm of life be past ; Safe into the haven guide. O receive my soul at last. Other refuge have I none, Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; Leave, ah ! leave me not alone, Still support and comfort me ; All my trust on Thee is stay'd ; All my help from Thee I bring; Cover my defenceless head With the shadow of Thy wing. Plenteous grace with Thee is found, Grace to cover all my sin ; Let the healing streams abound, Make and keep me pure within : Thou of life the fountain art, Freely let me take of Thee : Spring Thou up within my heart, Rise to all eternity. 124 HTJfifS. 49 Andrew Young, 1S35. HAPPY LAND. S. Sebastian Wesley, Mas. D., 1NW. There is a happy land. Far, far away, Where saints in glory stand, Bright, bright as day, O how they sweetly sing, Worthy is our Saviour King, Loud let His praises ring, Praise, praise for aye. Come to this happy land, Come, come away, Whv will ve doubting stand, Why stiil delay? O we shall happy be When from sin and sorrow free, Lord we shall live with Thee, Blest, blest for aye. Bright in that happy land, Beams every eye ; Kept by a Fathers hand, Love cannot die. On then to glory rim, Be a Crown and Kingdom won, And bright above the sun, Reign, reign for aye. <25 HYMNS. 50 ELLACOMBE. Tho Rer. J. J. Daniel. From " St. Gall Katholisches Gesaagbuob. Come, sing with holy gladness, High Alleluias sing ; Uplift your loud Hosannas To Jesus, Lord and King: Sing, boys, in joyful chorus, Your hymn of praise to-day ; And sing, ye gentle maidens, Your sweet responsive lay. Tis good for boys and maidens Sweet hymns to Christ to sing ; 'Tis meet that children's voices Should praise the children's King: For Jesus is salvation, And glory, grace, and rest ; To babe, and boy, and maiden The one Redeemer Blest. O boys, be strong in Jesus ! To toil for Him is gain ; And Jesus wrought with Joseph With chisel, saw, and plane. O maidens, live for Jesus, Who was a maiden's Son ! Be patient, pure, and gentle, And perfect grace begun. Soon in the golden city The boys and girls shall play, And through the dazzling mansions Rejoice in endless day. ( ) Christ, prepare Thy children With that triumphant throng To pass the burnished portals, And sing the eternal song. • 120 51 HYMNS. Blihop Walsham How. WIDFORD. Thomas Morley. Come, praise your Lord and Saviour In strains of holy mirth ; Give thanks to Him, O children, Who lived a Child on earth. He loved the little*ehildren, And called them to His side, His loving Arms embraced them, And for their sake He died. {Boys only.) O Jesu, we would praise Thee With songs of holy joy; For Thou on earth didst sojourn A pure and spotless Boy. Make us like Thee, obedient, Like Thee from sin-stains free, Like Thee in God's own Temple, In lowly home like Thee. Girls only.) ( ) Jesu, we too praise Thee, The lowly maiden's Son : In Thee all gentlest graces Are gathered into one. Oh, give that best adornment That Christian maid can wear, The meek and quiet spirit Which shone in Thee so fair ! O Lord, with voices blended. We sing our songs of prais< Be Thou the Li.uht and Pattern Of all <>ur childhood'- day-. And lead us ever onward, That, while we stay below. We may, like Thee, O Jesu, In grace and 'wisdom grow. 127 52 HYMN& ST. SERF. From The Altar Hymnal. Sing to the Lord a joyful song, Lift up your hearts, your voices raise ; To us His gracious gif£s belong. To Him our songs of love and praise : For He is Lord of Heaven and earth, Whom Angels serve and Saints adore, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, To whom be praise for evermore. For life and love, for rest and food For daily help and nightly care, Sing to the Lord, for He is good, And praise His Name, for it is fair : For He is Lord of Heaven and earth, Whom Angels serve and Saints adore. The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, To whom be praise for evermore. For joys untold that daily move Round those who love His sweet employ Sing to our God, for He is love. Exalt His Name, for it is joy : For He is Lord of Heaven and earth, W T hom Angels serve and Saints adore, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, To whom be praise for evermore. For life below, with all its bliss, And for that life, more pure on high, That inner life, which over this, Shall ever shine, and never die : For He is Lord of Heaven and earth, Whom Angels serve and Saints adore, The Father, Son and Holy Ghost, To whom be praise for evermore. 128 HYMNS. 53 EDENGROVE. Samuel Smith, 1871. The wise may bring their learning. The rich may bring their wealth, And some may bring their greatness, And some bring strength and health ; We too would bring our treasures To offer to the King ; We have no wealth nor learning,— What shall we children bring? We'll bring Him hearts that love Him, We'll bring Him thankful praise, And young souls meekly striving To walk in Holy ways; And these shall be the treasures We offer to the King ; And these are gifts that ever The poorest child may bring. We'll bring the little duties We have to do each day ; We'll try our best to please Him At home, at school, at play ; And better are these treasures To offer to our King, Than richest gifts without them, — Yet these each child may bring. 129 HYMNS. 54 GERMAN CHORALE. The Rev. Joachim Xeander, 1680. BEDFORD. Bishop Walsham How. E. P. Parker. Lord, Thy children guide and keep. As with feeble steps they press On the pathway, rough and steep, Through this weary wilderness. Holy Jesu, day by day, Lead us in the narrow way. There are stony ways to tread ; Give the strength we sorely lack ; There are tangled paths to tread ; Shed Thy light upon the track. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. There are sandy wastes that lie Cold and sunless, vast and drear. Where the feeble faint and die; Grant us grace to persevere. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. There are soft and flowery glades Decked with golden-fruited trees. Sunny slopes, and scented shades ; Keep us, Lord, from slothful ease. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. Upward still to purer heights, Onward yet to scenes more ble>t, Calmer regions, clearer lights, Till we reach the promised rest. Holy Jesu, day by day Lead us in the narrow way. 130 HYMNS. 55 BERNARD. J. P. Holbrook. CONFIRMATION. Tli I am, Thou wilt receive. Wilt welcome, pardon, cleanse, relieve, Because Thy promise 1 believe — ( ) Lamb of God I come. Just as I am — Thy love unknown, II.:- broken every barrier down ; Now to be Thine, yea, Thine alone, O Lamb of God, 1 come. 139 HYMNS, 64 LITANY HYMN The Ber. T. B. Pollock. Thomas Morley. Jesu ! from Thy throne on high, Far above the bright blue sky, Look on us with loving eye : Hear us, holy Jesu ! Little children need not fear, When they know that Thou art near ; Thou dost love us, Saviour dear: Hear us, holy Jesu ! Little hearts may love Thee well, Little lips Thy love may tell, Little hymns Thy praises swell : Hear us, holy Jesu ! Little lives may be divine, Little deeds of love may shine, Little ones be wholly Thine : Hear us, holy Jesu ! Be Thou with us every day, In our work and in our play, When we learn and when we pray : Hear us, holy Jesu ! May we prize our Christian name, May we guard it free from blame, Fearing all that causes shame: Hear us, holy Jesu ! May our thoughts be undeliled. May our words be true and mild, Make us each a holy child : Hear us, holy Jesu I Jesu ! whom we hope to see Calling us in heaven to be Happy evermore with Thee : Hear us, holy Jesu ! 140 HYMNS. ST. CROIX. The Rer. Vernon Hutton. L. O. S. Jesu, Saviour ever mild, Born for us a little Child Of the Virgin undefiled, Jesu, Saviour, hear us. By the pains which Thou didst bear, Scorn and sorrow, toil and care, Hearken to our lowly prayer ; Jesu, Saviour, hear us. By Thine hour of agony Passed in dark Gethseinane, When the Angel strengthened Thee, Jesu, Saviour, hear us. By the scourging Thou hast borne, By the purple robe of scorn, By the reed and crown of thorn ; Jesu, Saviour, hear us. By the Cross men laid on Thee, By Thy Death on Calvary, Death, which sets Thy children free, Jesu, Saviour, hear us. By Thy pattern, pure and bright, Lead our wills to what is right, Wash our evil nature white; Jesu, Saviour, hear us. From all childish sins that stain, From all words that might give pain, From all wicked thoughts and vain, Save us, Holy Jesu. 141 HYMNS. 66 ST. THEODULPH. Bishop Theodulph, 815. The Rev. Melchior Teschner, 1615. Trauslated from the Latin bv The Rev. John M. Neate, 1856i All glory, laud and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King ! To whom the lips of children Made sweet Hosannas ring. Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and Blessed One. All glory, etc. The company of angels Are praising Thee on high ; And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. The people of the Hebrews With palms before Thee went : Our praise and prayer and anthems Before Thee we present. All glory, etc. To Thee before Thy Passsion They sang their hymns of praise; To Thee, now high exalted, Our melody we raise. Thou didst accept their praises ; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good del igh test, Thou good and gracious King. All glory, etc. 1+2 HYMNS. 6? WJEIXESLEY. The Rev. J..hu King, 1890, Sir George Elvey. Mus. D. When His salvation bringing, To Zion Jesus came, The children all stood singing Hosanna to His name ; Nor did their zeal offend Him, But as He rode along, He let them still attend Him, Well pleased to hear their song. And since the Lord retaineth His love for children still, Though now as King He reigneth On Zion's heavenly hill ; We'll flock around His banner, Who sits upon the Throne. And cry aloud Hosanna To David's royal Son. For should we fail proclaiming Our great Redeemer's praise, The stones, our silence shaming; Would their Hosannas raise. But shall we only render The tribute of our words ''. No ; while our hearts are tender. They, too, shall be the Lord's. H3 HYMNS. 68 HOSANNA, Franz Schubert. Hosanna ! loud hosanna ! The little children sang : Through pillared court and temple The glorious anthem rang ; To Jesus, Who had blest them, Close folded to His breast, The children sang their praises, The simplest and the best. From Olivet they followed, 'Midst an exultant crowd Waving their victor palm-branch, And shouting clear and loud : Bright angels joined the chorus Beyond the cloudless sky — " Hosanna in the highest : Glory to God on High ! " » Fair leaves of silvery olive They strewed upon the ground, Whilst Salem's circling mountains Echoed the joyful sound ; The Lord of men and angels Rode on in lowly state, Nor scorned that little children Thould on His bidding wait. 4< Hosanna in the highest ! " That ancient song we sing ; For Christ is our Redeemer, The Lord of Heaven our King. O ! may we ever praise Him With heart and life and voice, And in His blissful presence Eternally rejoice ! 144 HYMNS. 69 CHILDREN'S PRAISE. The Rev. i>. S. Hiytge*. The Rev. J. B. Dykes. Mu«. D. Hosanna we sing, like the children dear In the olden days when the Lord lived here ; Pie blessed little children and smiled on them While they chanted His praise in Jerusalem. Alleluia we sing, like the children bright, With their harps of gold and their raiment white, As they follow their Shepherd with loving e Through the beautiful valleys of Paradise. tuna we sing ; fur He bends His ear, I And rejoice- the hymns of His own to hear; We know that Hi? heart will never wax cold To the lambs that He feeds in His earth! v fold. Alleluia we sing in the Church we love Alleluia resounds in the Church ab<»\ To Thy little ones, Lord, may such grace be given, That we lose not our part in the song of Heaven. 145 HYMm 70 MAJESTY. The Very Rev. Dean Milman, 1827. Prof. Geo. W. Warren, 1871. Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! Hark, all the tribes Hosanna cry ; O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road, With palms and scattered garments strewed. Hide on ! ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die ! O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death ar^ conquered sin. Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! The winged squadrons of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes, To see the approaching Sacrifice. Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh ; The P^ather, on His sapphire throne, Expects His own anointed Son. Ride on ! ride on in majesty ! In lowly pomp ride on to die ; Bow Thy meek Head to mortal pain. Then take, O God ! Thy power, and reign. 146 HYMNS. 71 ROYAL BANNERS. Bishop Veuantius Fortunatus, 580. James Higgs Mu«. B. Translated from the Latin by The Rev. John If. Xeale. The Royal Banners forward go ; The Cross shines forth in mystic glow, Where He in flesh, our flesh who made, ( >ur sentence bore, our ransom paid. Where deep for us the spear was dyd, Life's torrent rushing from His side, To wasli us in that precious flood Where mingled water flow'd, and blood. < ) Tree of Beauty ! Tree of Light ! () Tree with royal purple dight, Elect on whose triumphal breast Those holy limbs should find Their rest. On Whose dear arms so widely flung, The weight of this world's ransom hang : The price of human kind to pay. And spoil the Spoiler of hi^ prey. To Thee, Eternal Three in One, Let homage meet by all be done, Whom by the Cross Thou dost restore, Preserve and govern evermore. 147 HYMNS. 72 Bishop George W, Doaue, 1824. DOANE. G. M. Garrett, Mus. D. PENTECOST. Hvmns Aucient and Model Uplift the banner! Let it float Skyward and seaward, high and wide ; The sun shall light its shining folds, The Cross on which the Saviour died. Uplift the banner ! Angels bend In anxious silence o'er the Sign, And vainly seek to comprehend The wonders of the love Divine. Uplift the banner ! Heathen lands Shall see from far the glorious sight, And nations, gathering at the call, Their spirits kindle in its light. Uplift the banner ! Wide and high, Seaward and skyward let it shine : Nor skill, nor might, nor merit ours — We conquer only in that Sign. 1 48 HYMNS. ART A VI A. Jean Ingelow. K. I. Hopkins, Mas. D. V nd didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee, And didst Thou take to heaven a human brow? >st plead with man's voice by the marvellous sea, Art Thou his kinsman now ? God, O kinsman loved, but not enough ! man, with eyes majestic after death, Whose feet have toiled along our pathways rough, Whose lips drawn human breath ! By that one likeness which is ours and Thine, By that one nature which doth hold us kin, By that high Heaven where, sinless, Thou dost shine, To draw us sinners in ; By Thy last silence in the judgment-hall, By long foreknowledge of the deadly tree, By darkness, by the wormwood, and the gall, 1 pray Thee visit me. 149 HYMNS. n VIA DOLOROSA. The Kev. Ray Palmer. The Rev. Charles R. Hodge. I see my Lord, the Poor, the Weak, the Lowly, Along the mournful way in sadness tread ; The thorns are on His brow, and He, the Holy, Bearing His cross, to Calvary is led. Silent He moveth on, all uncomplaining, Though wearily His grief and burden press ; And foes — nor shame nor pity now restraining, With scoff and jeering mark His deep distress. 'Tis hell's dark hour, yet calm Himself resigning, E'en as a lamb that goeth to be slain; The wine-press lone he treadeth unrepining, And falling blood-drops all His raiment stain. In mortal weakness 'neath His burden sinking, The Son of God accepts a mortal's aid ! Then passes on to Golgotha unshrinking, Where Love's divinest sacrifice is made. 150 HYMNS. 7o OLDRIDGE. iln, Tecil Frances Alexander. (Metropolitan) Bishop John M^dle.T. There is a green hill far away. Without a city wall, Where the dear Lord was crucified Who died to save us all. We may not know, we cannot tell, What pains He had to bear. But we believe it was for us He hung and suffered there. He died that we might be forgiven, He died to make us good, That we might go at last to Heaven, Saved by His precious blood. There was no other good enough To pay the price of sin, lie only could unlock the gate Of heaven, and let us in. () dearly, dearly has He loved, And we must love Him, too, And trust in II is redeeming blood, And trv His works to do. 15* HYMNS. 76 ST. BERNARD OF CliAIRVAUX. Bernard of Clairvaux, 1100. The Rev. Edward S. Medley. Translated from the Latin by The Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, 1861. THAL6EBG. S. Thalberg. O sacred Head, surrounded By crown of piercing thorn ! bleeding Head, so wounded, Reviled and put to scorn ! Death's pallid hue comes o'er Thee, The glow of life decays, Yet angel-hosts adore Thee, And tremble as they gaze. 1 see Thy strength and vigour All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigour Bereaving Thee of life ; O agony and dying ! O love to sinners free ! Jesu, all grace supplying, turn Thy face on me. In this Thy bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me, With Thy most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be ; Beneath Thy Cross abiding, Forever would I rest ; In Thy dear love confiding, And with Thy presence blest. 152 HYMNS. 44 SACRIFICE. The Rev. s. Childs-Clarke. The Rer. F. A. 1. Btnrejr, O, dark and dreary day, When Jesus died to pay Sin's awful penalty ! The sun kept back its light, To hide that monrnful sight, When Jesus died for me. O, who can tell those pangs As on that Cross He hangs, My dearest Lord for me ! For me He died that death, For me He yields His breath, My sinful soul to free. And as He bows His Head, Have I no tears to shed, When I look back and see Those loving Arms spread wide To draw me to His side, My ransom thus to be ? () Jesu. may Thy love My strength and succour prove, That I to Thee may live ! Thou gavest all for me, May I devote to Thee What little I can give. *53 HYMNS. 78 PASSIO CHRISTI. Sir Robert Grant, 1*15. The Rev. 0. Witherspoon, 1876. Saviour ! when in dust to Thee Low we bow th' adoring knee, When repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, O by all ihy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn Litany ! By Thy helpless in fat t years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy fasting and distress In the lonely wilderness, By the dread mysterious hour Of th' insulting tempter's power, Turn, O turn a favoring eye, Hear our solemn Litany ! By Thy deep expiring groan ; By the sealed sepulchral stone ; By Thy triumph o'er the grave; By Thy power from death to save ; Mighty (rod, ascended Lord, To Thy throne in heaven restored, Prince and Saviour, hear the cry, Of our solemn Litany ! 154 HYMXS. <9 PETRA. Richard Reihead, 1860. ROOK OF AGES. The Rev. Augu=tus If. Toplaily, 1TTG. The- Rev. J. B. Dykes. Mus. D. LOTS Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee ; Let the water and the blood, From Thy riven side which flowed, Be of sin the double cure, Cleanse me from its guilt and power. Not the labours of my hands Can fulfil Thy laws' demands ; Could my zeal no respite know. Could my tears for ever flow, All for sin could not atone, Thou must save, and Thou alone. Nothing in my hand I bring ; Simply to Thy cross I cling; Naked, come to Thee for dress : Helpless, look to Thee for grace : Foul, I to the fountain liv ; Wash me, Saviour, or I die. While I draw this fleeting breath, When my eyelids close in death, When I soar through tracts unknown, See Thee on Thy judgment Throne, Rock of ages, cleft for me, Let me hide myself in Thee. '55 HYMNS. SO GREENWOOD. .Sir John Bowrin* 1*25. Prof. Geo. F. Hoot. ST. OSWALD. The Rev. J. B. Dyke*, Mus. D In the Cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time ; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive and fears annoy, Never shall the Cross forsake me ; Lo, it glows with peace and joy. When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the Cross the radiance streaming, Adds more lustre to the day. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the Cross are sanctified ; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. 156 HYMNS. 81 OLIVET. The Kev. Raj Palmer, l«$l. Lowell Mama, Mu*. I>., 1831. My faith looks up to Thee, Thou Lamb of Calvary, Saviour divine : Now hear me while I pray, Take all my guilt away. let me from this day Be wholly Thine. May Thy rich grace impart Strength to my fainting heart, My zeal inspire: As Thou hast died for me, may my love to Thee Pure, warm, and changeless be, A living fire. While life's dark maze I tread, And griefs around me spread. Be Thou my Guide ; Bid darkness turn to day, Wipe sorrow's tears away. Nor let me ever stray From Thee aside. When ends life's transient dream, When death's cold sullen stream Shall o'er me roll ; Blest Saviour, then in love Fear and distrust remove ; ( ) bear me safe above, A ransomed soul. 157 HYMNS. 82 HORDEIX. The Rev. Heury Collins, 1854. From St. Albans Tub? Keek. Jesn, meek and lowly, Saviour, pure and Holy, On Thy love relying, Hear me humbly crying. Prince of life and power, My salvation's tower, On the Cross I view Thee Calling sinners to Thee. There behold me gazing At the sight amazing ; Bending low before Thee, Helpless I adore Thee. By Thy red wounds streaming With Thy life-blood gleaming, Blood for sinners flowing, Pardon free bestowing. By that fount of blessing, Thy dear love expressing, All my aching sadness Turn Thou into gladness. Lord, in mercy guide me, Be Thou e'er beside me ; In Thy ways direct me, 'Neath Thy wings protect me. 158 HYMNS. 83 Barriel McEwen Kimball. ADORATION. The Rev. Charles R. Hodgp. 1m<«). Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, High and lowly Son ; Son of blessed Mary And of God in one ! Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Living Bread Divine, Feast for holy hunger, Be that hunger mine ! Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Fount forever filled, In Thy streams of mercy, Shall my thirst be tilled. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Victim, Priest and Lord; Endless satisfaction Endlessly adored. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, Name of names most sweet : Tremble with thanksgiving Tongue that may repeat ! Jesus, Jesus. Jesus, (rod of God art Thou ; Low in adoration At Thv Name we l><>\\. 159 HYMNS. 84 ISHMAEL. The Rer. Thomas Haweis, 17S>2. Thou from whom all goodness flows, I lift my heart to Thee ; In all my sorrows, conflicts, woes, Good Lord, remember me. AVhen on my aching burden'd heart My sins lie heavily, Thy pardon grant, Thy peace impart; Good Lord, reiwember me. When trials sore obstruct my way, And ills I cannot flee, Then let my strength be as my day ; Good Lord, remember me. If worn with pain, disease and grief This feeble frame should be, Grant patience, rest, and kind relief ; Good Lord, remember me. And, oh, when in the hour of death I bow to Thy decree, Jesu, with my last parting breath I'll cry " Remember me." And when before Thy throne I stand, And lift my soul to Thee, Then with the saints at Thy right hand, Still, Lord, remember me. 1 60 HYMNS. 85 HERSAL. James Montgomery. 1853. W. Lockett. According to Thy gracious word, In meek humility, This will I do, my dying Lord, I will remember Thee. Thy body, broken for my sake, My bread from heaven shall be ; Thy testamental cup I take, And thus remember Thee. Can I Gethsemane forget ? Or there Thy conflict see, Thine agony and bloody sweat, And not remember Thee? When to the Cross I turn mine eyes, And rest on Calvary, O Lamb of God, my sacrifice, I must remember Thee. Remember Thee, and all Thy pains, And all Thy love to me ; Yea, while a breath, a pulse remains, Will I remember Thee. And when these failing lips grow dumb, And mind and memory flee, When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come, Jesu, remember me. 161 HYMNS. 86 THE STRIFE IS O'ER, Latin Hymn of the 12th Century. Prof. Geo. W. Warren, 1876. Translated bv the Rev. Francis Pott, 1K>!». VICTORY. Giovanni Palestrina, 1555. Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Allelic a ! The strife is o'er, the battle done : The victory of life is won ; The song of triumph has begun, — Alleluia ! The powers of death have done their worst, But Christ their legions hath dispersed ; Let shouts of holy jov outburst, — Alleluia ! The three sad days have quickly sped ; He rises glorious from the dead ; All glory to our risen Head ! Alleluia ! He brake the age-bound chains of hell ; The bars from heaven's high portals fell ; Let hymns of praise his triumph tell ; Alleluia! Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee, From death's dread sting Thy servants free, That we may live, and sing to Thee Alleluia ! 1 62 HYMNS. s; ROTTERDAM, Frances Ridley Havergal. Berthold Tours. O Saviour, precious Saviour, Whom vet unseen we love, ( ) Name of might and favour, All other names above: We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing ; We praise Thee, and confess Thee, Our holy Lord and King '. () Bringer of salvation, Who wondrously hast wrought, Thyself the revelation Of love beyond our thought ; We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing ; We praise Thee, and confess Thee, Our gracious Lord and King ! In Thee all fulness dwelleth, All grace and power divine ; The glory that exrelleth, . () Son of God, is Thine: We worship Thee, we bless Thee, To Thee alone we sing : We praise Thee, and confess Thee, Our glorious Lord and King ! O grant the consummation ( )f this our song above, In endless adoration, And everlasting love : Then shall we praise and bless Thee, Where perfect praises ring, And evermore confess Thee Our Saviour and our King! 163 HYMNS. 88 CANTERBURY PRECINCTS. J. Naylor, Mus. D., 1872. OLIVET. Mrs. Emma Toko, 1851 The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. Thou art gone up on high To mansions in the skies, And round Thy throne unceasingly The songs of praise arise. But we are lingering here, With sin and care oppress'd ; Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, And lead us to Thy rest. Thou art gone up on high ; But Thou didst first come down, Through earth's most bitter agony To pass unto Thy crown: And girt with griefs and fears Our onward course must be ; But only tet tli at path of tears Lead us at last to Thee. Thou art gone up on high : But Thou shalt come again With all the bright ones of the sky Attendant in Thy train. O by Thy saving power So make us live and die, That we may stand, in that dread hour, At Thy right hand on high. 164 HYMNS. 89 DINAKD. Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander. K. C. A. Chepmell. The golden gates are lifted up, The doors are open wide, The King of Glory is gone in, Unto His Father's side. Thou art gone up before us, Lord, To make for us a place, That we may be where now Thou art, And look upon God's face. And ever on on earthly path A gleam of glory Lies, A light still breaks behind the cloud, That veiled Thee from our eyes. Lift up our hearts, lift up our minds Let Thy dear grace lie given, That while we wander here below. Our treasure be in heaven. That where Thou art, at God's right hand, Our hope, our love may be; Dwell Thou in us, that we may dwell Forever, Lord, in Thee. 165 HYMN?. 90 HYMN-CHANT, ST. FRANCIS. Mis. Cecil Frances Alexander. Up in heaven, up in heaven, In the bright pi are far away. He whom bad men crucified Sitteth by His Father's side Till the Judgment Day. And He loves His gentle children, A nd He pleadeth for them there, Asking the great God of heaven, That their sins may be forgiven ; And He hears their prayer. Never more a helpless infant, Born in poverty and pain, But with awful glory crowned, With His angels standing round, He shall come again. And all faithful holy Christians Who their Masters work have done Shall appear at His right hand, And inherit the fair land That His love has won. 1 66 HYMNS. 01 OKSETT. Tli*- Hf-v. S. Childs-Clarke. Thotuna Morle; Far up on liigh To yon blue sky Thou didst ascend to Heaven again, Thy great work done, The battle won Hy deeds of love and Cross of pain. Yet still for earth Where Thou hadst birth We know, blest Saviour, Thou dost care ; Still Thou dost plead In time of need And bend Thine ear to children's prayer. Thy word fulfil And help us still, Who see Thee not — but yet believe; Help us to pray, And day by day Our prayers and praises, Lord, receive. Grant us Thy grace To seek Thy' face, That when to judgment Thou shall come, Thou ruavest greet Thine own, made meet To share the joys of Heaven's bright home. r6 7 HYMNS. 92 TREVES (French). The Rev. Charles Wesley. Hail the dav that sees Him rise Alleluia ! To His throne above the skies; Alleluia! Christ, the Lamb for sinners given, Enters now the highest Heaven. Alleluia! There for Him high triumph waits ; Alleluia! Lift vour heads, eternal gates ; Alleluia ! He hath conquered death and sin ; Take the King of Glory in. Alleluia ! Lo ! the Heaven its Lord receives, Alleluia ! Yet He loves the earth He leaves ; Alleluia ! Though returning to His throne, Still He calls mankind His own. Alleluia! Still for us He intercedes, Alleluia ! His prevailing death He pleads, Alleluia ! Near Himself prepares our place, He the tirst-fruits of our race. Alleluia ! Lord, though parted from our sight Alleluia! Far above the starry height, Allelulia ! ( J rant our hearts may thither rise, Seeking Thee above the skies. Alleluia! j 68 HYMNS. \ KING OF GLORY. W. Chatterton Dix. From St. Alban's Tune Book. Alleluia ! sing to Jesus ! His the sceptre, His the throne ; Alleluia ! His the triumph. His the victory alone. Hark ! the songs of holy Zion Thunder like a mighty flood : " Jesus out of every nation, Hath redeemed us by His blood."' Alleluia! not as orphans Are we left in sorrow now ; Alleluia! 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" ? Alleluia ! Bread of heaven, Thou on earth our food, our stay ; Alleluia ! 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. Alleluia ! Sing to Jesus ! His the sceptre, His the throne : Alleluia ! His the triumph, His the victory alone. Hark! the songs of holy Zion Thunder like a mighty Hood : "Jesus out of every nation, Hath redeemed us by Ili< blood" ! 169 HYMNS. 94 THRING. The Rev, Godfrey Tluing, 1862. Caryl Florio. UPMINSTER. Arthur H. Brown. Saviour, blessed Saviour, Listen whilst we sing, Hearts and voices raising Praises to our King; All we have to offer, All we hope to be, Body, soul, and spirit, AJ1 we yield to Thee. Nearer, ever nearer, Christ, we draw to Thee ; Deep in adoration, Bending low the knee ; Thou for our redemption Cam'st on earth to die ; Thou that we might follow, Hast gone up on high. Onward, ever onward, Journeying o'er the road ; Worn by saints before us, Journeying on to God ; Leaving all behind us, May we hasten on, Backward never looking Till the prize is won. Higher, then, and higher, Bear the ransomed soul, Earthly toils forgotten, Saviour, to its goal ; Where, in joys unthought of, Saints with Angels sing, Never weary, raising Praises to their King. 170 HYMN?. 95 ST. CATHERINE. ThtKev. Henry Collin*, 1852. J. 3, Walton. Jesu, my Lord, my God, my All, Hear me, blest SaViour, when I call ; Hear me, and from Thy dwelling-place Pour down the riches of Thy grace : Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, (), make me love Thee more and more. Jesu, too late I Thee have sought, How can 1 love Thee as I ought ? And how extol Thy matchless fame, The glorious beauty of Thy Name? Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, O, make me love Thee more and more. Jesu, what didst Thou find in me That Thou hast dealt so lovingly? How great the joy that Thou hast brought, " So far exceeding hope or thought ! Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore, O, make me love Thee more and more. Jesu, of Thee shall be my song. To Thee my heart and soul belong: All that I have or am is Thine, And Thou, blest Saviour, Thou art mine: Jesu, my Lord, I Thee adore. O, make me love Thee more and more ! 171 HYMNS. % ST. CUTHBERT. Harriet Auber, 1829. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D., IBM Our bless' d Redeemer, ere He breathed His tender last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed With us to dwell. He came sweet influence to impart A gracious willing Guest, While He can find one humble heart Wherein to rest. And His that gentle voice we hear, Soft as the breath of even, That checks each thought, that calms each fear, And speaks of heaven. • And every virtue we possess, And every victory won, And every thought of holiness, Are His alone. Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see ; O make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, And meet for Thee. 172 HYMNS. 07 WHITTIER. John Greenleaf Whittler, 18 W. V. Wallace. We may not climb the heavenly steeps To bring the Lord Christ down ; In vain we search the lowest deeps, For Him no depths can drown. But warm, sweet, tender, even yet A present help is He ; And faith has yet its Olivet, And love its Galilee. Through Him the first fond prayers are said Our lips of childhood frame ; The last low whispers of our dead Are burdened with His Name. O Lord and Master of us all, Whate'er our name or sign, We own Thy sway, we hear Thy call, We test our lives bv Thine ! *73 HYMNS. 98 CHARITY. F. R. Grey. G1XTON, Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862. Charles Steggall, Mus. D. Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, Taught by Thee, we covet most, Of Thy gifts at Pentecost, Holy, heavenly love. Love is kind, and suffers long; Love is meek, and thinks no wrong ; Love than death itself more strong ; Therefore give us love. Prophecy will fade away, Melting in the light of day ; Love will ever with us stay ; Therefore give us love. Faith will vanish into sight ; Hope be emptied in delight ; Love in Heaven will shine more bright ; Therefore give us love. Faith, and hope, and love, we see Joining hand in hand agree ; But the greatest of the three, And the best, is love. From the overshadowing Of Thy gold and silver wing- Shed on us, who to Thee sing, Holy, heavenly love. '74 HYMNS. ST. TIMOTHY. L. &. s. Sweet Holy Spirit, come. Dwell with a child : Make of my heart a home, All un defiled. Come when that heart is weak, And my sins strong, When evil voices speak. Tempting to wrong. Come in the early light Of the sweet day ; That I begin aright, Help me to pray. Come when alone I lie Waiting for sleep ; Then drawing gently nigh, Kind vigils keep. Come when all pale and >till Dying I lie: With fair radiance till Faint lip and eye. Come, comfort, carry me Through the dark tide : Lead me up lovingly, Safe to Christ's side. 175 HYMNS. 100 GOSS. The Rev. Henry Francis Lyte. Sir John Gosi. Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven, To His Feet thy tribute bring ; Ransomed, healed, restored, forgiven, Evermore His praises sing; Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise the everlasting King. Praise Him for His grace and favour To our fathers in distress ; Praise Him, still the same as ever, Slow to chide, and swift to bless ; Alleluia! Alleluia! Glorious in His faithfulness. Father-like, He tends and spares us, Well our feeble frame He knows; In His Hands He gently bears us, Rescues us from all our foes ; Alleluia! Alleluia! Widely yet His mercy flows. Angels in the height, adore Him ; Ye behold Him face to face : Saints triumphant, bow before Him, Gathered in from every race ; Alleluia! Alleluia! Praise with us the God of grace ! I76 HYMNS. 101 AlKELIA. The R - -.one. W>. - - bastiai ''" - " Nfo?. D. The Church's one foundation I- Jesus Christ her Lord ; She ifl His new creation By water and the Word : From Heaven He came and sought her To beHis holy Bride, With his own Blood He bought her. And for her life He died. Elect from every nation. Yet one o'er all the earth. Her charter of salvation < >ne Lord, one Faith, one Birth ; < >ne holy Name she blest Partakes one holy Fond. And to one Hope she presses, With every grace endued. Though with n scornful wonder Men see her sore opprest, By schisms rent asunder, By heresies distrest Yet saints their watch are keeping Their ci _ 5 up, "How loi And soon the night of weeping Shall be the morn ot* song. Mid toil, and tribulation, \.nd tumult of her war, She waits the consummation < )\ peace for evermore ; Till with the vision glorious Her longinu eyes are blest And the great Church victorious Shall be the Church at rest, '77 HTMNS. 102 THANKSGIVING. W. B. GHWt. ST. GEORGE'S WINDSOR, The Rev. L. Tuttiett. Sir George Klvoy, Mus. D. Forward go in glad accord, Ye who know your risen Lord ! Let the strain of fervent love Lift each drooping heart above. Dark and toilsome though the day, Cast unworthy care away; Trust in Him whose mighty hand Guards the Church and rules the land ! Forwaid still and let the strain Tell of triumph yet again ; For the Lord, Who reigns on high, Leads His own to victory ; Through the world's opposing might. Through the gathering gloom of night ; Strong in faith, let holy song Cheer us as we march along. Now let all, as children dear, In our Father's courts appear ; Let the choral harmony Fill the spirit's unity; Here no hate nor strife be found ; Here let love and peace abound ; Let us offer while we sing Loyal hearts to serve our King. Forward go, despond no more! Jesus calls and goes before ! He will guard His chosen Bride, He will never leave her side : Kiugdoms flourish and decay, Heaven and earth will pass away ; Evermore the Church shall raise Songs of triumph, joy and praise. i 7 8 HYMNS. 103 LANCASHIRE. Bishop Reginald Heber, 18Uk Henry Smart. 1C MISSIONARY HYMN. Lowell Ma Prom Greenland's icy mountains, From India's coral strand, Where Afric's sunny fountains Roll down their golden sand ; From many an ancient river, From many a palmy plain, They call ns to deliver Their land from error's chain. What though the spicy breezes Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle ; Though every prospect plea- And only man is vile : In vain with lavish kindness The gifts of God are strewn, The heathen in his blindness Rows down to wood and stone. Shall we. vrhoee souls are lighted With wisdom from on high. Shall we to men benighted The lamp of life deny ? Salvation, < ), salvation ! The joyful sound proclaim. Till each remotest nation Has learnt Messiah's name. Watt, watt, ye winds. Hia Story, And you. ye waters roll, Till like ;t Befl of glory, It spreads from pole to pole: Till o'er our ransomed nature, The Lamb for sinners slain, Redeemer, King, Creator, Tn bliss return* t<> reign. 179 HYMNS. 104 RACINE. Peter C. Bdvmrds. UNIVERSITY COLLEGE. Heurr Kirk? White. 1- H. .1 Gatintku. Mu*. D. Oft in danger, oft in woe, Onward, Christians, onward go : Fight the fight, maintain the strife, Strengthened with the bread of life. Oft in danger, onward go. Onward, Christians, onward go. Join the war, and face the foe: Will ye flee in danger's hour ? Know ye not your captain's power? Oft in danger, onward go. Let your drooping he'arts be glad ; March in heavenly armour clad; Fight, nor think the battle long, Victory soon shall tune your sons:. Oft in danger, onward go. Let not sorrow dim your eye, Soon shall every tear be dry : Let not fears your course impede. Great your strength, if great your need. Oft in danger, onward go. Onward then in battle move, More than conquerors ye shall prove : Though opposed by many a foe, Christian soldiers, onward go. Oft in danger, onward go. i to HYMNS. >5 STEPHANOS. The Rer. Sir Henry W. Baker, 1MB. ART THOU WEARY. Stephen the Sabaite, 750 A. D. The R*v. J. P.nllinger: Translated from the Greek bv The Rev John M. Neale, 186'2. Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distress'd ? 11 Come to me," saith One, "and coming Be at rest." Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side." Is there diadem, as Monarch, That His brow adorns ? " Yea, a crown, in verv surety, But of thorns." If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? " Many a sorrow, many a labour. Many a tear." If I still hold closely to him, What hath Heat last? "Sorrow vanquish'd, labour ended, Jordan pass'd." If I ask Him to receive me. Will He say me nay? " Not till earth, and not till heaven Pass away." Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bh "Saints, apostles, prophets, mart vis, Answer, Yes." 181 HYMNS. 106 TROYTE'S CHANT. Charlotte Elliott, 1834. Arthur H. D. Troyte, ISiST. My God, my Father, | while I | stray, || Far from my home, on | life's rough | way,|| teach me from my | heart to | sav,|| Thy | will be | done. Though dark my path and | sad my | lot,|| Let me be still and | murmur | not ;|| Or breathe the prayer di | vinelv | taught, || Thy | will* be | done. What though in lonely | grief I | sigh|| For friends beloved no | longer | nigh,|j Submissive still would | I reply,|| Thy | will be | done. * If Thou should'st call me | to re | sign|| What most I prize, it | ne'er was | mine;|| 1 only yield Thee | what is | Thine ;|| Thy | will be | done. Let but my fainting | heart be | blest|| With Thy sweet Spirit | for its | guest, || My God, to Thee I j leave the | rest, — 1| Thy | will be | done, Renew my will from | day to | day,|| Blend it with Thine, and | take a | way|| All that now makes it | hard to | say,|| Thy | will be | done. Then, when on earth I | breathe no | more,|| The prayer, oft mix'd with | tears be | forejj I'll sing upon a | happier | shore, || Thy | will be | done. lS2 HYMNS. 107 HYMN-CHANT, RESIGNATION. William P. Dole. 1882. L. 0. S. |IThy will be done.|| Beneath Thy chastening rod, While all our pride lies | humbled | in the | dust, We bow the head and own that Thou art God, All | merci | ful and | just.|| ||Thy will be dene !|| Thy will be done. Though o'er our hearth and hearts Death's angel spreads the | shadow | of his | wings, Though sorrows deepen as the day departs, And morn no | gladness | bring Thy will be done ||Thy will be done. For still beyond our >i.Lcht — Above the clouds and | earthly j shadows drear — 1| Shine the sweet beams of everlasting light That I shew Thy | purpose | clear. ||Thy will be .lone! IjThy will be done|| In earth as 'tis in Heaven. Teach us in lowly | faith to say thai | pray Till from our toils and griefs release be given, To | join our | loved ones | where|| Thv will i- done ! 183 HYMNS. 108 The Rev. Horatius Bonar. J. Baptiste Calkin. Upward, where the stars are burning, Silent, silent in their turning, Round the never changing poles ; Upward, where the sky is brightest, Upward, where the blue is lightest, Lift we now our longing souls. Far beyond that arch of gladness, Far beyond these clouds of sadness, Are the many mansions fair. Far from pain and sin and folly, In that palace of the holy — We would find our mansion there. Where the glory brightly dwelleth, Where the new song sweetly swelleth, And the discord never comes ; Where life's stream is ever laving, And the palm is ever waving ; That must be the home of homes. Where the Lamb on high is seated, By ten thousand voices greeted ; Lord of lords, and King of kings. Son of man, they crown, they crown Him, Son of God, they own, they own Him, With His name the palace rings. Blessing, honour, without measure, Heav'nly riches, earthly treasure Lay we at His blessed feet. Poor the praise that now we render, Loud shall be our voices yonder, When before His throne we meet. 184 HYMNS. ST. IGNATIUS. From Catholic Hymn-;. I love, I love Thee, Lord most high, Because Thou first hast loved me; I seek no other liberty But that of being bound to Thee. May memory no thought suggest But shall to Thy pure glory tend ; My understanding find no rest Except in Thee, its only end. All mine is Thine, say but the word, Whate'er Thou wiliest shall be done : I know Thy love all-gracious Lord, I know it srtk- mv good alone. Apart from Thee all tilings are naught : Then grant () my Supremest Bii>-, Grant me to love Thee as I ought : Thou givest all in giving thi<. 185 HYMNS. 110 ST. LEONARD, H. Hiles, Mus. D. When evening choirs the praises hymned In Zion's courts of old ; The high priest walked his rounds and trimmed The shining lamps of gold ; And if, perchance, some flame burned low, With fresh oil vainly drenched, He cleansed it from its socket, so The smoking flax was quenched. But Thou who walkest, Priest most high ! Thy golden lamps among, What things are weak, and near to die, Thou makest fresh and strong ; Thou breathest on the trembling spark That else must soon expire, And swift it shoots up through the dark, A brilliant spear of Are ! The shepherd that to streams and shade Withdrew his flock at noon, ( )n reedy stop soft music made In many a pastoral tune ; And if, perchance, the reed were crushed, It could not more be used — Its mellow music marred and hushed, He brake it, when so bruised. 1 86 HYMNS. But Thou, (rood Shepherd, who dost feed Thy flock in pastures green, Thou dost not break the bruised reed That sorely crushed hath been ; The heart that dumb in anguish lies, Or yields but notes of woe, Thou dost retime to harmonies More rich than angels know ! Lord, once my love was all ablaze, But now it burns so dim ! My life was praise, but now my day- Make a poor, broken hymn ; Yet, ne'er by Thee am I forgot, But helped in deepest need — The smoking flax Thou quenchest not. Nor break'st the bruised reed. Ill CONTENTMKNT. Ann« Steele, l"6'». Prot Geo. W. Warn a NAOMI. Lowell Mason, Mas. !>.. I83fi Father, whate'er of earthly Mis- Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at Thy throne, let this, My humble prayer arise : Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of Thy grace impart, And make me live to Thee ! Letthe8Wee1 hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend, Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown mv journey's end. 187 HYMNS. 112 SANCTUARY. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. P., !><;;. MOULTRIE. Bishop Christopher Wordsiwrth, 18S2. The Rev. Gerard Cobb, 18K9. Hark the sound of holy voices, chanting at the crystal sea, Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia! Lord, to Thee; Multitudes which none can number, like the stars in glory stand, Clothed in white apparel, holding palms of victory in their hand. Patriarch, and holy Prophet, who prepared the way of Christ, King, Apostle, Saint, Confessor, Martyr and Evangelist; Saintly maiden, godly matron, widows who have watched to prayer, Joined in holy concert singing to the Lord ofall,arether< They have come from tribulation, and have washec their robes in blood, Washed them in the blood of Jesus ; tried they were, and firm they stood ; Mocked, afflicted, scourged, imprisoned, stoned, tor- mented, slain with sword, They have conquered death and Satan by the mighl of Christ the Lord. Marching with Thy Cross their banner, they hav« triumphed, following Thee, the Captain of Salvation, Thee, their Savioi and th sir King ; Gladly, Lord with Thee they suffered ; gladly, Lorj with Thee they died ; And by death to life immortal they were born anc glorified. Now they reign in heavenly glory, now they walk in golden light ; Now they drink as from a river, holy bliss and infinite ; Love and peace they taste forever, and all truth and knowledge see In the beatific vision of the Blessed Trinitv. 1 88 HYMNS. 113 HOLY INNOCENTS. The Rev. S. Childs-Harke. Prof. Arthur H. Brown. HUDSON. Edwin C. Rowley. Firstlings of martyrs to whom it was given In your sweet innocence glory to win; What if for loss of you sad hearts were riven, Blessings forever were then to begin. Ye in your baby-hood near your dear Saviour When upon earth He once came to His own, Near to Him still, ye are near Him forever, Faultless He places you round His bright throne. Jesu, W T ho unto Thee tookest the children. Lovingly, tenderly into Thine arms, We will adore Thee, praise Thee, and pray to Thee, Bless us and shield us from sin's dire alarms. Lead us, Thy little Hock, good and kind Shepherd, For Thou art merciful, mighty to save ; Lead Thou us onward, beside the still waters, With Thee we triumph o'er death and the grave. iSq HYMNS. 114 The Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker. Sir John Staiuer, \iu«. i>. There is a blessed home Beyond this land of woe, Where trials never come, Nor tears of sorrow flow ; Where faith is lost in sight, And patient hope is crown'd, And everlasting light Its glory throws around. There is a land of peace, Good angels know it well ; Glad songs that never cease Within its portals swell ; Around its glorious throne Ten thousand saints adore Christ, with the Father One, And Spirit, evermore. joy all joys beyond, To see the Lamb who died, And count each sacred wound In hands, and feet, and side ; To give to Him the praise Of every triumph won, And sing through endless days The great things He hath done. Look up, ye saints of God, Nor fear to tread below The path your Saviour trod Of daily toil and woe ; Wait but a little while In uncomplaining love, His own most gracious smile Shall welcome you above. I90 HYMNS. 115 ALFORD. The \ 'tv Kev. Dea Alford, l«t*. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, M««. l>. Ten thousand times ten thousand, In sparkling raiment bright, The armies of the ransom'd Saints Throng up the streets of light: 'Tis finished, all is finished, Their fight with death and sin ; Fling open wide the golden gates, And let the victors in ! What rush of Alleluias Fills all the earth and sky ; What ringing of a thousand harps Bespeaks the triumph nigh ! O day, for which creation And all its tribes were made; < > joy for all its former woe** A thousand-fold repaid! then what raptured greetings On Canaan's happy shore, What knitting sever' d friendship up, Where partings are no more. Then eyes with joy shall sparkle That brimmed with tears of late : Orphans no longer fatherless, Nor widows desolate. Bring near Thy great salvation, Thou Lamb for sinners slain. Fill up the roll of Thine elect. Then take Thy power and reign : Appear, 1 ►esire of nations, Thine exiles long for home; Show in the heavens Thy promised sign. Thou Prince and Saviour, come. [9] HYMNS. 116 BERNARD. Bernard of Morlaix, 1145. J. P. Holbrook. Translated from the Latin by The Rev. John Mason Neale,* 1851. PEARSAIX. From St. Gall, Katholisches Qesangbuch, PART I. The world is very evil, the times are waxing late, Be sober and keep vigil, the Judge is at the gate ; The Judge who comes in mercy, the Judge who comes with might, Who comes to end the evil, who comes to crown the right. Arise, arise, good Christian, let right to wrong succeed ; Let penitential sorrow to heavenly gladness lead, To light that has no evening, that knows no moon nor sun, The light so new and golden, the light that is but one. O home of fadeless splendour, of flowers that fear no thorn, Where they shall dwell as children, who here as exiles mourn ; 'Midst power that knows no limit, where wisdom lias no bound, The Beatific Vision shall glad the Saints around. O happy, holy portion, refection for the blest, True vision of true beauty, sweet cure of the distrest ! Strive man to win that glory; toil, man, to gain that n s ht »' Send hope before to grasp it, till hope be lost in sight. O sweet and blessed country, the home of God's elect ! O sweet and blessed country, that eager hearts expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest : Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever bless'd. 192 HYMNS. 11? ST. ALPHEGE. H. J. Gauntlett, Mus. D. STAINES. Sir John Stainer, Mus. D. PART II. Brief life is here our portion ; brief sorrow, short lived care : The life that knows no ending, the tearless life, is there. O happy retribution : short toil, eternal rest : For mortals and for sinners a mansion with the bless'd. And now we tight the battle, but then shall wear the crown Of full and everlasting and passionless renown ; But He, whom now we trust in, shall then be seen and known ; And they, that know and see Him, shall have Him for their own. The morning shall awaken, the shadows shall decay, And each true-hearted servant shall shine as doth the day : There God, our King and Portion, in fulness of His grace, Shall we behold for ever, and worship fate to face. ( ) sweet and blessed country, the home of God's elect ! <) sweet and blessed country, that eager hearts expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest : Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever bless'd. 193 HYMNS. 118 CHIGNELL. Peter C. Edwards. PART III. For thee, dear, dear Country, mine eyes their vigils keep ; For very love, beholding Thy happy Name, they weep. The mention of thy glory is unction to the breast, And medicine in sickness, and love, and life, and rest. O one, O only mansion, O Paradise of joy, Where tears are ever banish'd, and smiles have no alloy ; The Lamb is all thy splendour, the Crucified thy praise ; His laud and benediction thy ransom' d people raise. With jasper glow thy bulwarks, thy streets with emeralds blaze ; The sardius and the topaz unite in thee their rays ; Thine ageless walls are bonded with amethyst unpriced ; The saints build up its fabric, and the Cornerstone is Christ. Thou hast no shore, fair ocean; thou hast no time, bright day : Dear fountain of refreshment to pilgrims far away. Upon the Rock of Ages they raise thy holy tower ; Thine is the victor's laurel, and thine the golden dower. ( ) sweet and blessed country, the home of God's elect ! sweet and blessed country, that eager hearts expect ! Jesus, in mercy bring us to that dear land of rest : Who art, with God the Father, and Spirit, ever bless'd. 94 HYMN-. 119 URB-S SION. Tl.c Iter. C.J. Ridsdale. l». KWING. wder F.wing PART IV. Jerusalem the golden, with milk and honey bless'd, Beneath thy contemplation sweet and blessed country, the home of God's elect ! O -weet and blessed country, that eager hearts expect ! -. in mercy bring u- to that dear land of real ! Who art. with < rod the Fath< r, and Spirit, ever bless'd. 'M5 HYMNS. 120 BEATITUDE. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. SOUTHWELL. H. S. Irons. From a Latin Hymn of the 9th Century, author unknown. Translated by Francis Baker, 1616. Jerusalem ! my happy home ! Name ever dear to me, When shall my labours have an end ? Thy joys when shall I see ? When shall these eyes Thy heaven -built walls And pearly gates behold, Thy bulwarks with salvation strong, And streets of shining gold ? There happier bowers than Eden's bloom, Nor sin nor sorrow know : Blest seats ! though rude and stormy scenes I onward press to you. Why should I shrink from pain and woe, Or feel at death dismay ? I've Canaan's goodly land in view, And realms of endless day. Apostles, martyrs, prophets, there, Around my Saviour stand ; And soon my friends in Christ below Will join the glorious band. Jerusalem ! ray happy home ! My soul still pants for Thee ; Then shall my labours have an end, When 1 Thy joys shall see ! 196 HYMNS. 121 ALL SAINTS. Bishop W'alsham Ho\* . Joseph Rarnby. For all the saints, who from their labours rest, Who Thee by faith before the world confessed, Thv name, O Jesu, be for ever bless'd. Alleluia! Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might ; Thou, Lord, their Captain in the well-fought fight ; Thou, in the darkness drear, their Light of light. Alleluia: may thy soldiers, faithful, true and bold, Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old, And win, with them, the victors' crown of gold. Alleluia! blest Communion, fellowship divine ! We feebly struggle, they in glory shine; Yet all are one in thee, for all are thine. Alleluia! And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long, Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song, And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong. Alleluia ! The golden evening brightens in the west : Soon, soon to faithful warriors comes the rest ; Sweet is the calm of Paradise the blessed ! Alleluia ! But lo ! there breaks a yet more glorious day ; rhe saints triumphant rise in bright array ; The King of Glory passes on his w&v. Alleluia! From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast, Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host, Singing to Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Alleluia! HYMNS. 122 MILES LANE. William Shrubsole, 1785. CORONATION. Tii<^ Rev Bdward Perronet, 177H. Oliver Holdeu. 1793.1 All hail the power of Jesus' Name; Let Angels prostrate fall ; Bring forth the royal diadem To crown Him Lord of all. Crown Him, ye Martyrs of your God, Who from His Altar call ; Praise Him whose Blood-stained path ye trod, And crown Him Lord of all. Ye seed of Israel's chosen race, Ye ransomed from the fall, Hail Him Who saves you by His grace, And crown Him Lord of all. Sinners, whose love can ne'er forget The wormwood and the gall, Go spread your trophies at His Feet, And crown Him Lord of all. Let every kindred, every tribe, On this terrestrial ball, To Him all majesty ascribe, And crown Him Lord of all. ( ) that with yonder sacred throng We at His feet may fall ! Join in the everlasting song, And crown Him Lord of all. 198 123 HYMNS. DIADEMATA. Matthew Brtdgi «. 1862. Sir George Elver, Mus. I). Crown Him with many crowns, The Lamb upon the Throne ' Hark how the heavenly anthem drowns All music but its own ' Awake my soul, and sing Of Him who died for thee ' \.nd hail Him as thy matchless King Through all eternity ' Crown Him the Lord of Life ' Who triumphed o'erTthe grave And rose victorious in the strife, For those He came to save. His glories now we sins:. Who died and rose on high : Who died eternal life to bring And lives that death may die' ( town Him the Lord of Peace' Whose power a sceptre Bways From pole to pole, that war- may cease, And all be love and praise. His reign shall know no end: And round Bis pierced feet The thousand tones ef earth shall blend Tn concord ever swe< Crown Him the Lord of Heaven. Enthroned in worlds above, The King to whom alone is given The WOndrOUS name of h>\ All hail Redeemer, hail ' For Thou hast died for me : Thy praise shall never, never tail Throughout eternity ' i 99 HYMNS. 124 WIR PFLUGEN. Matthias Claudius, 1782. Johann Schultz. 1787. Translated from the German bv Jane !f. Campbell, 1861. We plough the fields, and scatter The good seed on the land, But it is fed and watered By God's almighty hand ; He sends the snow in Winter, The warmth to swell the grain, The breezes and the sunshine, And soft refreshing rain. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O ! thank the Lord, For all His love. He only is the Maker Of all things near and far : He paints the wayside flower, He lights the evening star; The winds and waves obey Him, By Him the birds are fed ; Much more to us His children, He gives our daily bread. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above. Then thank the Lord, O ! thank the Lord, For all His love. We thank Thee, then, O Father, For all things bright and good, The seed time and the harvest, Our life, our health, our food ; Accept the gifts we offer, For all Thy love imparts, And, what Thou most desirest Our humble, thankful hearts. All good gifts around us Are sent from heaven above, Then thank the Lord, O ! thank the Lord, Far all His love. 200 HYMNS. !5 RUTH. l»i«hor» Wateham How. ' Samuel Smith. LYRAE (French). Summer suns are glowing Over land and sea, Happy light is flowing Bountiful and free. Everything rejoices In the mellow rays ; All earth's thousand voices Swell the psalm of praise. food's free mercy streameth Over all the world, And His banner gleameth, Everywhere unfurled. Broad and deep and glorious As the Heaven abov<\ Shines in might victorious His eternal love. Lord, upon our blindness Thy pure radiance pom - : For Thy loving kindness Make as love Thee more. And when clouds are drifting Dark across our sky, Then, the veil uplifting, Father, be Thou nigh. We will never doubt Thee, Though Thou veil Thy light, Life is dark without Thee, Death with Thee is bright. Light of light, shine o'er us ( )n our pilgrim way ; ( r<> Thou -till before us To the endless dav. 20 1 HYMNS. 136 ST. GEORGE'S, WINDSOR, The Very Rev. Dean Alford, 1844. Sir George Elvey. Mas. D. Come, ye thankful people, come, Raise the song of Harvest-Home ! All is safely gathered in, Ere the winter storms begin ; God, onr Maker, doth provide For our wants to be supplied ; Come to God's own temple, come ; Raise the song of Harvest-Home ; All the world is God's own field, Fruit unto His praise to yield ? Wheat and tares together sown, Unto joy or sorrow grown ; First the blade and then the ear, Then the full corn shall appear: Lord of Harvest, grant that we Wholesome grain and pure may be. For the Lord our God shall come, And shall take His harvest home : From His field shall in that day All offences purge away ; Give His angels charge at last In the fire the tares to cast, But the fruitful ears to store In His garner evermore. Even so, Lord, quickly come To Thy final Harvest-Home : Gather Thou Thy people in, Free from sorrow, free from sin ; There for ever purified, In Thy presence to abide. ( ome, with all Thine angels, come, Raise the glorious Harvest-Home. 202 HYMN-. 127 LORD OF THE HARVEST, William P. Dotes T. W*. Stariefortl^. Lord of the harvest, from Whose hand, In bounty royally outpoured, Plenty hath flowed o'er all the land, And all our garners full are stored. To Thee we raise Our song of praise, To Thee, in Heaven and earth adored. Thy care preserved the precious seed, Nursed tender shoot and bud and blade, Till in the time by Thee decreed Summer her glories bright displayed And Nature's voice Bade man rejoice In Thee, who heaven and earth hast made. The early and the latter rain, Gladdened green fields and teeming ground ; And mellow fruits and golden grain Sweet ripeness in Thy sunshine found : By genial showers, By glowing hours, The year i- with Thy goodness erowned. Nor for Earth's kindly fruits alone In grateful hymns Thy praise we tell, We, who — kept as Thy very own Prom war and strife, from sickness fell, And pest ile nee. By Thy defence — In freedom, peace, and safety dwell. Lord of our life! Whose <>pen hand Good Oil all living things doth pour. For all rich blessings on our land, For all the harvest's happy -tore ( )ur hearts shall be Lift up to Thee— To Thee, whom heaven and earth adore! 20;; HYMNS. 128 ALMSGIVING. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1B63 The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. O Lord of heaven and earth and sea, To Thee all praise and glory be ; How shall we show our love to Thee, Giver of all? The golden sunshine, vernal air, Sweet flowers and fruits Thy love declare ; Where harvests ripen Thou art there, Giver of all. Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, But gav'st Him for a world undone, And freely with that Blessed One Thou givest all. Thou giv'st the Holy Spirit's dower, Spirit of life and love and power, And dost his sevenfold graces shower Upon us all. For souls redeem'd, for sins forgiven, For means of grace and hopes of heaven, What can to Thee, O Lord, be given, Who givest all ? We lose what on ourselves we spend, We have as treasure without end Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, Who givest all. Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee Repaid a thousandfold will be, Then gladly will we give to Thee, W T ho givest all. To Thee, from whom we all derive ( )ur life, our gifts, our power to give. may we ever with Thee live, Who givest all. 204 129 MELITA. William Whiting. 1860. The Kev. .1. B, Dykes, Mm. I). Eternal Father, strong to save, Whose arm hath hound the restless wave, Who bidst the mighty ocean deep Its own appointed limits keep ; Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea ! O Christ, whose voice the waters heard. And hushed their raging at Thy word, Who walkedst on the foaming deep, And calm amidst the storms didst sleep ; Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea ! O Holy Spirit, who didst brood Upon the waters dark and rude, And bid their angry tumult cease, And give, for wild confusion, peace ; Oh, hear us when we cry to Thee For those in peril on the sea ! ( ) Trinity of love and power, Our brethren shield in danger's hour: From rock and tempest, fire and foe, Protect them whereso'er they go ; Thus evermore shall rise to Tl Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. 205 HYMNS. 130 ANGEL VOICES. The Rev. Francis Pott, 1861. Sir Arthur Sullivan, Una. D. Angels voices ever singing- Round Thy throne of light, Angel harps, forever ringing, Rest not day nor night ; Thousands only live to bless Thee, And confess Thee, Lord of might. Thou, who art beyond the farthest Mental eye can scan, Can it be that Thou regardest Songs of sinful man ? Can we feel that Thou art near us And wilt hear us ? Yea, we can. Yea, we know Thy love rejoices O'er each work of Thine ! Thou didst ears and hands and voices For Thy praise combine ! Craftsman's art and music's measure For Thy pleasure, Didst design. Here, Great God, to-dav we ofler Of Thine own to Thee ; And for Thine acceptance proffer, All unworthily, Hearts and minds, and hands and voices, In our choicest Melody. 206 131 HYMNS. BURT. Samuel Reay, Mus R. Lord, Thy children lowly bending Bow before Thy throne ; Praise from youthful lips ascending Wilt Thou deign to own ? Wilt Thou hear us while we bless Thee, And confess Thee God alone ? While the Heavens declare Thy glory To the listening earth, While the Angels sing the story Of creation's birth, Wilt Thou hear our child-notes swelling, Gladly telling Jesus' worth ? Yes, Thou wilt ; for Thou dost love us, Cam'st for us to die ; Bending from Thy Throne above as With a pitying Eye ; Well we know that Thou art near us, And wilt hear us When we cry. Then our humble praises bringing, We will seek Thy Face; Hymns with grateful voices Ringing In this hallowed place. We will dare to come before Thee, And adore Thee, Lord of grace ! 207 HYMNS. 132 St. Bernard of Clairvaux. Translated from the Latin bv The Rev. Rav Palmer. HESPERUS. Henry Raker. Mus. B., 1854. Jesu, Thou joy of loving hearts ! Thou Fount of life ! Thou light of men ! From the best bliss that earth imparts, We turn unfilled to Thee again. Thy truth unchanged hath ever stood ; Thou savest those that on Thee call ; To them that seek Thee, Thou art good, To them that find Thee, All in all ! We taste Thee, O Thou living bread ! And long to feast upon Thee still ; We drink of Thee, the Fountain Head, And thirst our souls from Thee to fill. Our restless spirits yearn for Thee, Where'er our changeful lot is cast : Glad, when Thy precious smile we see ; Blest, when our faith can hold Thee fast. Jesus ! ever with us stay ; Make all our moments calm and bright; Chase the dark night of sin away ; Shed o'er the world Thy holy light ! 2G>8 HYMN?. 133 SUPPLICATION The Rev. John Kllertou. George F. Vincent. Shine Thou upon us, Lord, True Light of men, to-day ; And through the written word Thy very self display ; That so from hearts which burn With gazing on Thy Face, The little ones may learn The wonders of Thy grace. Breathe Thou upon us, Lord, Thy Spirit's living Flame, That so with one accord Our lips may tell Thy Name ; Give Thou the hearing ear, Fix Thou the wandering thought. That those we teach may hear The great things Thou hast wrought. Speak Thou for us, () Lord, In all we say of Thee ; According to Thy word Let all our teachings be ; That so Thy lambs may know Their own true Shepherd's v>i< Where'er He leads them go, And in His love rejoice. Live Thou within us, Lord ; Thy mind and will he ours; Be Thou beloved, adored, And served with all our powers : That so our lives may teach Thy children what Thou art, And plead by more than spetch, For Thee with every heart. 209 HYMN.*. m Fiance- Ridley Havergal. ST. COLUMBA. From St. Albans Tune Book. Lord, speak to me, that I may speak In living echoes of Thy tone ; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek Thy erring children lost and lone. O lead me, Lord, that 1 may lead The wandering and the wavering feet ; feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. () teach me, Lord, that 1 may teach The precious things Thou dost impart ; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart. O give Thine own sweet rest to me. That I may speak with soothing power A word in season, as from Thee, To weary ones in needful hour. O till me with Thy fulness, Lord, Until my very heart o'erflow In kindling thought and glowing word, Thy love to tell, Thy praise to show. O use me, Lord, use even me, Just as Thou wilt, and when, and where; Until Thy blessed face I see, Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share. 210 HYMN3. 135 ST. PJETER. The Kev. Samuel Longfellow, lsdo. Alex. K. Reinagl*. (), still in accents sweet and strong, Sounds forth the ancient word : — M More reapers for white harvest fields. More laborers for the Lord !" We hear the call. Dreaming no more In seltish ease we lie, But, girded for our Father's work, Go forth beneath the sky. Where prophets' word and martyrs' blood, And prayers of saints were sown, We, to their labours entering in, Would reap where they have strewn. O, Thou whose call our hearts has stirred, To (to Thy will — we come, Thrust in our sickles at Thy word. And bear our harvest home. II 211 HYMNS. 136 The Rev. John Ellertou. CHENIES. The Rev. T. R. Matthews, The hours of day are over, The evening calls us home ; Once more to Thee, O Father, With thankful hearts we come ; For all Thy countless blessings We praise Thy holy Name, And own Thy love unchanging, Through days and years the same. For life, and health, and shelter From harm throughout the day, The kindness of our teachers, The gladness of our play : For all the dear affection Of parents, brothers, friends, To Him our thanks we render Who these and all things sends. For this, O Lord, we bless Thee, For this, we thank Thee most, — The cleansing of the sinful, The saving of the lost : The Teacher ever present, The Friend forever nigh, m The home prepared by Jesus For us above the sky. Lord, gather all Thy children To meet Thee there at last, When earthly tasks are ended, And earthly days are past ; With all our dear ones round us In that eternal home Where death no more shall part us, And night shall never come ! 212 HYMNS. 137 SHtLOH. The Rev. James D. Burns, 1869. Sir Arthur Sullivan. Mu-. D. Hushed was the evening hymn, The temple courts were dark ; The lamp was burning dim Before the sacred ark : When suddenly a voice Divine Rang through the silence of the shrine. The old man, meek and mild, The priest of Israel, slept ; His watch the temple-child, The little Levite, kept; And what from Eli's sense was sealed, The Lord to Hannah's son revealed. Oh, give me Samuel's ear, The open ear, O Lord ! Alive and quick to hear Each whisper of Thy word ; Like him to answer at Thy call, And to obey Thee first of all. Oh, give me Samuel's heart ! A lowly heart, that waits Where in Thy House Thou art, Or watches at Thy gates By day and night, a heart that still Moves at the breathing of Thy will. Oh, give me Samuel's mind ! A sweet, unmurmuring faith, Obedient and resigned To Thee in life and death, That I may read with childlike eyes Truths that are hidden from the wise. **3 HYMNS. 138 ST. ANATOMUS. Auatolius, Bishop of Constantinople. 450 A. D. Arthur H. Brown, 1874. Translated from the Greek by The Rev. John Mason N'eale, 1862. The day is past and over ; All thanks, O Lord, to Thee ; I pray Thee now that sinless The hours of dark may be : O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. The joys of day are over ; I lift my heart to Thee, And ask Thee that offenceless The hours of dark may be : O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. The toils of day are over; I raise the hymn to Thee, And ask that free from peril The hours of dark may be : O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. Be Thou my soul's preserver, O God, for Thou dost know How many are the perils Through which 1 have to go : () loving Jesu, hear my call, And guard and save me from them all. 214 HYMNS. 139 EMMELAR. Rct. Sabiue Baring-Gould, 1865. Joseph Barnby. Now the day is over, Night is drawing nigh. Shadows of the evening Steal across the sky. Jesu, give the weary, Calm and sweet repose; With Thy tenderest blessing May mine eyelids close. Grant to little children Visions bright of Thee; Guard the saiiors tossing On the deep blue sea. Comfort every sufferer Watching late in pain ; Those who plan some evil From their sin restrain. Through the long night watches May Thine angels spread Their white wings above me, Watching round my bed. When the morning wakens, Then may 1 arise Pure and fresh and sinless In Thy holv eyes. 21 1^> THE KADIAXT MOR.N. The radians morn hath passed away, Aod spent too soon her golden store The shadows of departing da v Creep on once mor- Ocr at a failing dawn ; £a i wm noon how quick I v past ! Lead us, Christ, when all is gone, Sate home at last. ol-inspiring gr- ift oar hearts to realms on t . _ it bright place -ondthe ^ Where light and life and jov and peace In undiVided empire reign^ And thronging angels never cease, Their deathless "strain : — Where saints are clothed in spotless white, i evening shadows never fail : Where Thou, eternal Light of ligrht. ArtL ill! 2:i 141 LI X Bh >"!<>> A L-r:.-..:. kiii".- 7 ; r7: — : : . -':..-. It'-..: 7:.: .; Lir :::.. T:.-7 ni e *Ji: 7 :j££.. -'•■- i - -— -'•-■-* :'r:z: L-:i : 7:. : ~ -- : n a- 7:.:.. zi" : — : I 7 r. : : .-.7-: : : -■— The distant scene: one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prsrd that Thoa Shouldst lead me on ; I loved to choose and see my path : bnt now Lead Thoa me on. I loved the garish day. and spite of fears Pride ruled my will ; remember not past years. SolongThv power hath blest me, sore it still V.777r .: :.-., :; O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone. And with the morn those angel laces smile Which I hare loved long since, and lost awhile. HYMNS. 142 CANON. Bishop Thomas Keu, 16y?. Thomas Tallis, 1565. All praise to Thee, my God, this night, For all the blessings of the light ; Keep me, O keep me, King of kings, Beneath Thine own almighty wings. Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, The ill that I This day have done ; That with the world, myself, and Thee, I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. Teach me to live, that I may dread The grave as little as my bed ; To die, that this vile body may Rise glorious at the awful day. O may my soul on Thee repose, And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close, Sleep that shall me more vigorous make, To serve my God when I awake. When in the night I sleepless lie, My soul with heavenly thoughts supply : Let no ill-dreams disturb my rest, No powers of darkness me molest. Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; Praise Him, all creatures here below; Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. 2l8 HYMNS. U3 ABENDS. Sir Herbert Oakley, Mas. HURSLEY. The Rev. .John Keble. 1817. Peter Ritter, HIS. Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, It is not night if Thou be near ; Oh, may no earth-born cloud arise To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes ! When the soft dews of kindly sleep My wearied eyelids gently steep, Be my last thought how sweet to rest For ever on my Saviour's breast. Abide with me from morn till eve. For without Thee I cannot live; Abide with me when night is nigh, For without Thee I dare not die. If some poor wandering child of Thine Have spurned to-day the Voice Divine, Now, Lord, the gracious work begin. Let him no more lie down in sin. Watch by the sick, enrich the poor With blessings from Thy boundless store ; Be every mourner's sleep to-night, Like infant's slumbers, pure and light. Come near and bless us when we wake, Ere through the world our way we take. Till in the ocean of Thy love We lose ourselves in Heaven above. 21CJ HYMNS. 144 The Rev. Samuel Longfellow, l*f)9. YttSPJER. Dr. J. Francis Tuckerman. HUMILITY. S. P. Tuckerman, Mus. D. Again, as evening's shadow falls, .We gather in these sacred walls ; And vesper hymn and vesper prayer Rise mingling on the holy air. May struggling hearts that seek release Here find the rest of God's own peace ; And, strengthened here by hymn and prayer, Lay down the burden and the care. O God, our Light, to Thee we bow ; Within all shadows standest Thou ; Give deeper calm than night can bring ; Give sweeter songs than lips can sing. Life's tumult we must meet again ; We cannot at the shrine remain ; But in the spirit's secret cell May hymn and prayer forever dwell. 2 20 HYMNS. 145 EVENTIDE. The Rev. John Ellerton. Prof. Henry Smart. The Lord be with us as we bend His blessing to receive ; His gift of peace upon us send Before His courts we leave. The Lord be with us as we walk Along our homeward road ; In silent thought or friendly talk Our hearts be still with God. The Lord be with us till the night Enfold our day of rest ; Be He of every heart the Light, Of every home the Guest. And when our nightly prayers we saw His watch He still shall keep, ( rown with His grace PI is own blest day, And guard His people's sleep. HYMNS. 146 ELLERTON. E. J. Hopkins, Mus. U. PAX DEI. The Rev. John Ellerton, I860. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus, D., 1886. Saviour again to Thy dear name we raise With one accord our parting hymn of praise, We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease, Then lowly kneeling wait Thy word of peace. Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; With Thee began, with Thee shall end the day ; Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from shame, That in this House have calPd upon Thy Name. Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming night, Turn Thou for us its darkness into light; From harm and danger keep Thy children free, For dark and light are both alike to Thee. Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflicts cease, Call us, O Lord, to Thine eternal peace. 222 HYMNS. 147 EVENTIDE. The Hev. Henry Praueis Ljte, 1547. W. H. Monk, Mus. D., 1*60, Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide, The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ! When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, Help of the helpless, O, abide with me ! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; Change and decay in all around I see, Thou who changest not, abide with me ! 1 need Thy presence every passing hour ; What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? Through cloud and sunshine, () abide with me ! I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless : Ills have no weight, and tears no bitteriu Where is death's sting? Where, grave, thy victory? 1 triumph still, if Thou abide witli me! Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing eyes ; Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies. Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee! In life, in death, Lord, abide with me ! 223 HYMNS. 148 HYMN-CHANT, STILL, STILL WITH THEE. Mrs. Harriet Beecher Stowe. Pro*. W. H. Gerrish, 1884. Still, still with Thee — when purple | morning | break- eth,|| When the bird waketh, and the | shadows | flee ; || Fairer than morning, lovelier | than the | daylight, || Dawns the sweet | consciousness, I | am with | Thee.|| Alone with Thee — amid the | mystic | shadows, || The solemn hush of nature | newly | born ;|| Alone with Thee in breathless | ado | ration, || In the calm | dew and freshness | of the | morn.|| When sinks the soul subdued by | toil, to | slumber, || Its closing eye looks up to | Thee in | prayer ;|| Sweet the repose beneath Thy | wings o'er | shading, || But sweeter | still to wake and | find Thee | there. || So shall it be at last, in | that bright | morning, || When the soul waketh, and life's | shadows | flee ; || Oh ! in that hour, fairer than | daylight | dawning, || Shall rise the | glorious thought — I | am with | Thee.|| 224 HYMNS. # 149 NEARER HOME. I. Woodbury. James Montgomery, 1835. Arranged by Sir Arthur Sulliran, Mus. D. For ever with the Lord ; Amen, so let it be. Life from the dead is in that word, 'Tis immortality. Here in the body pent, Absent from Him I roam, Yet nightly pitch my moving tent A day's march nearer home. My Father's house on high, Home of my soul, how near At times to faith's foreseeing eye Thy golden gates appear ! Ah, then my spirit faints To reach the land I love, The bright inheritance of saints, Jerusalem above. Yet clouds will intervene, And all my prospect flies ; Like Noah's dove, I flit between Rough seas and stormy skies. Anon the clouds depart, The winds and waters cease, While sweetly o'er my gladden'd heart Expands the bow of peace. I hear at morn and even, At noon and midnight hour, The choral harmonies of heaven Earth's Babel-tongues o'er power. That resurrection word, That shout of victory, Once more,JFor ever with the Lord ; Amen, so let it be. 225 HYMNS. 150 Words and Music by Frederick Ilift'e, Mm, D. The year is swiftly waning ; The Summer days are past ; And life, brief life, is speeding: The end is nearing fast. The ever-changing seasons In silence come and go ; But Thou, eternal Father, No time nor change canst know. Oh ! pour Thy Grace upon us That we may worthier be, Each year that passes o'er us, To dwell in Heaven with Thee. Oh ! by each mercy sent us, And by each grief and pain, By blessings like the sunshine. And sorrows like the rain'; Our barren hearts make fruitful With every goodly grace, That we Thy Name may hallow, And see at last Thv Face. 226 HYMNS. 151 NEW YEAR'S EVE. The Rev. Henry Downton, 1843. Louis Moreau Gottschalk. For Thy mercy and Thy grace, Constant through another year, Hear our song of thankfulness; Father and Redeemer, hear. In our weakness and distress, Rock of Strength ! be Thou our stay : In the pathless wilderness, Be our true and living Way, Which of us death's awful road In the coming year shall tread ? With Thy rod and staff', O God, ( lomfort Thou his dying bed. Make us faithful : make us pure : Keep us evermore Thine own : Help Thy servants to endure : Fit us for the promised crown. So, within Thy palace gate \Ve shall praise, on golden strings, Thee, the only Potentate, Lord of lords, and King of kings. 29 7 HYMNS. 152 CAMPOBELLO. The Rev. John S. Williams, 1870. God bless our Sunday School, Increase our Sunday School, God bless our School. Send down Thy grace divine, May every child be Thine, And love all hearts entwine, God bless our School. All our dear teachers bless, And give them large success, God bless our School. May They encouraged be And oft around them see •Their labours crowned by Thee, God bless our School. So may our School increase In knowledge, love and peace, God bless our School. As, hath been heretofore And shall be evermore Let all God's Name adore, God bless our school. 228 CAROLS " Come let us all sroeet Carols sing 3n praise of Christ our Satriour King.' CHRISTMAS. 153 M. Dudlev, 1**7. frof. Arthur H. Brown. Arise and hail the Sacred Day, Cast all low cares of life away, And thoughts\>f meaner things : This day to cure our deadly woes, The Son of Righteousness arose With healing in His wings. If Angels, on that happy morn The Saviour of the world was born, Poured forth seraphic song- : Much more should we of human ra< Adore the wonders of His grace, To whom that grace belongs. How wonderful, how vast His love. Who left the shining realms above, Those happy seats of rest : How much for lost mankind He bore, Their peace and pardon to restore, Can never be expr«. While we adore His boundless graft And pionsjoy and mirth take [dace Of sorrow, grief and pain : 'rive L r lory to our God on high, And not among the general joy Forget good-will to men. O then let Heaven andVirth rejoice. Creation'- whole united voice, And hymn the Sacred Day, When Bin and Satan vanquished fell, And all the powers of death and hell. Before His sovereign sway. »3i CAROLS. 154 NEVADA. No room in the inn for the travellers weary, Though hungry and thirsty and footsore they be ; The children of David, in David's own city, They come to enroll at the Caesar's decree. No place but the stable for Joseph and Mary, Although they are owned of the true royal line ; They turn from the inn, from its warmth and its plenty, To rest for the night with the asses and kine. Oh, had the host known, though the inn was o'er- crowded, Who sought in his hostel for shelter and rest, The fairest guest-chamber had been for the strangers, And he had provided for them of his best ! For in the rude stable when stars were all shining, The Lord of the angels took up His abode, The Babe in the manger so calmly reposing, Was Israel's Messiah, the dear Son of God. We join with the angels in giving God glory ; From Christmas to Christmas the story repeat How Jesus was laid a fair Babe in the manger, And hasten with shepherds to kneei at His feet. All glory, all glory to God in the highest ! All glory to Jesus for His lowly birth ! With hearts full of joy, we re-echo with gladness, Goodwill be to men, and sweet peace upon earth. 232 CAROLS. 155 Dr. J. G. Holland. Adam GeitH. There's a song in the air ! There's a star in the sky ! There's a mother's deep prayer And a baby's low cry ! And the star rains its tire While the Beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King. There's a tumult of joy ( )'er the wonderful birth, For the Virgin's sweet Boy I- the Lord of the earth. Ay I the -tar rains its fire, And the Beautiful sing, For the manger of Bethlehem cradles a King. In the light of that star Lies the ages impearled ; And that song from afar Has swept over the world Every hearth is aflame, And the Beautiful sit)L r In the homes of the nation- that Jesus is King. We rejoice in the light, And we echo the song That comes down through the night From the Heavenly throng. Ay ! we shout to the lovely Evangel they bring, And we greet in His cradle our Saviour and King. 233 CA&OL& 156 IHR HIRTEN. A Tjrolese Carol. BETHLEHEM. The Rev. R. R. Chope. Old English. Let us go now to Bethlehem, To see this wond'rous thing; Mary and Joseph and with them, The Babe, our Infant King ! Bright stars above shine on, To light our speedy way, While Angels sweetly carol in The blessed Christmas Day. Let us now go to Bethlehem, To see this wond'rous thing ; Mary and Joseph and with them, The Babe, our Infant King ! For we shall find on earth, The Heaven of Heavens in Him, The Holy. Holy, Holy Son, Beneath* the Cherubim. Let us now go to Bethlehem, To see this wond'rous thing, Mary and Joseph and with them, The Babe, our Infant King! His Father's Glory come, To lift our hearts above, First loved by Him and Angel-h<>-K We carol back His love. Let us now go to Bethlehem, Faith's star shall guide the way, To Jesus cradled in His Church, This bright Appearing Day ! There, Light's true Light to Thee, We sing with glad accord, For meet it is to celebrate Thy Birthday, Jesu, Lord. * " Lower than the Angels awhile." — Heb. 11. 9. 234 CAROLS. 15? ST. LOUIS. L H. Redner. HOLY CHILD. Bishop Phillip* BrooKs. 1-^io. K. J. H<->pkin«, Mui. D. O little town of Bethlehem, How still we see thee lie, Above thy deep and dreamless sleep. The silent stars go by ; Yet in thy dark streets shineth The Everlasting Light ; The hopes and fears of all the year-. Are met in thee to-night. For Christ is born of Mary. And gathered all above, While mortals sleep, the Angels keep Their watch of wondrous love. morning stars together Proclaim the holy birth ! And praises sing to God the King. And peace to men un earth. How silently, how silently, The wondrous L r iit is given ; 80 ( "1 imparts to human hearts The blessing- of His heaven. No ear may hear IIi> coming. But in this world of sin, Where meek souls will receive Him still. The dear Christ enter- in. < I Holy Child of Bethlehem ! I descend t-» as, we pray, Cast out our sin and enter in. Be born in us to-day. We hear the Christmas Angels The great glad tidings tell, U come to us, abide with as, Our Lord Emmanuel ! 235 CAROLS. 158 The Rev, Archer Gurney. Sir Geo. Elvey, Mus. D. Come ye lofty, come ye lowly, Let your songs of gladness ring ; In a stable lies the Holy, In a manger rests the King ; See in Mary's arms reposing Christ by highest Heaven adored ; Come, your circle round Him closing, Pious hearts that love the Lord. Come ye children, blithe and merry, This one Child your model make ; Christmas holly, leaf and berry, All be prized for His dear sake ; Come ye gentle hearts and tender, Come ye spirits keen and bold ; All in all your homage render, Weak and mighty, young and old. High above a star is shining, And the wise men haste from far ; Come glad hearts, and spirits pining ; For you all has risen the star. Let us bring our poor oblations, Thanks and love and faith and praise. Come ye people, come ye nations, All in all draw nigh to gaze. Hark, the Heaven of Heavens is ringing ; Christ the Lord to man is born ! Are not all our hearts, too, singing, Welcome, welcome, Christmas morn. Still the Child, all power possessing, Smiles as through the ages past ; And the song of Christmas blessing Sweet lv sinks to rest at last. 236 CAROLS. 159 W. Chatterton Dix. Charles Steegall, Mus. D. Like silver lamps in a distant shrine, The stars are sparkling bright; The bells of the city of God ring out, For the Son of Mary was born to-night ; The gloom is past and the morn at last Is coming with orient light. Never fell melodies half so sweet As those which are filling the skies; And never a palace shone half so fair As the manger-bed where our Saviour lies ; No night in the year is half so dear As this which has ended our sighs. The stars of heaven still shine as at first They gleamed on this wonderful night ; The bells of the city of God peal out, And the .angels' song still rings in the height; And love still turns where the Godhead burns, Hid in flesh from fleshly sight. Faith sees no longer the stable floor, The pavement of sapphire is there; The clear light of Heaven streams out to the world And Angels of God are crowding the air ; And heaven and earth thro' the spotless birth, Are at peace on thifl night so fair. 237 CAROLS. 160 John Greenleaf Whittier. Prof. John W. Tufts, 18B8. Sound over the waters, reach out from all lands, The chorus of voices the clasping of hands ; Sing hymns that were sung by the stars of the morn, Sinjr songs of the Angels when Jesus was horn. With glad jubilations Bring hope to the nations ! The dark night is ending, And dawn has begun ; Rise, hope of the ages, Arise like the sun, All speech flow to music, All hearts beat as one. Sing the bridal of nations ! with chorals of love, Sing out the war vulture, and sing in the dove, Till the hearts of the people keep time in accord, And the voice of the world is the voice of the Lord ! Clasp hands of the nations In strong gratulations ! The dark night is ending, And dawn has begun ; Rise, hope of the ages, Arise like the sun, All speech flow to music, All hearts beat as one. Blow, bugles of battles, the marches of peace ; East, West, North and South, let the long quarrel cease ; Sing the song of great joy that the Angels began, Sing ot Glory to God and of good will to man. Hark ! joining in chorus, The heavens bend o'er us ! The dark night is ending, And dawn has begun ; Rise, hope of the ages, Arise,like the sun, All speech flow to music, All hearts beat as one. 238 CAROLS. *"* FROM FARMER'S ORATORIO, CHRIST AND HIS SOLDIERS. The Rev. Frederick W. F-.trar. In the field with their flocks abiding. They lay on the dewy ground ; And glim'ring under the starlight The sheep they lay around. When the Light of the Lord streamed o'er them, And lo ! from the heaven above An Angel leaned from the glory, And sang his song of love : Pie sang that first sweet Christmas, The song that shall never cease — " Glory to God in the highest, On earth good-will and peace." " To you in the City of David A Saviour is born to-day ! " And sudden a host of the heavenly ones Flashed forth to join the Jay ! never hath sweeter message Thrilled home to the souls of men, And the Heavens themselves had never heard A gladder choir till then, — For they sang that Christmas carol That never on earth shall cease — "Glory to God in the highest, On earth good-will and peace/' And the shepherds came to the Manger, And gazed on the Holy Child, And calmly o'er that rude cradle The Virgin Mother smiled ; And the sky, in the starlight silence. Seemed full of the Angel lay: M To you in the City of David A Saviour is born to-day ; " Oh, they sang — and I ween that never The carol on earth shall cease — "Glory to God in the highest, On earth good-will and peace." 239 162 Benjamin Berkeley. CAROLS. Prof. Geo. C. Hueg Bells do ring ! children sing, On a Christmas morning ; Evergreen, bright array, House of God adorning. Chorus : Ring ye bells ! sing, good men ! On this holy day ; Steeples high, peoples all, Raise your melody. " Christ the Lord " — Angel's word- In a manger lowly ; Worship Him, Virgin's child, Son of God most holy. Chorus : Ring ye bells ! sing, good men ! On this holy day ; Steeples high, peoples all, Raise your melody. Sons of earth, lift your mirth, See your Saviour loving : Banish care, sorrow too, Christ's compassion proving. Ring ye bells ! sing, good men ! On this holy day ; Steeples high, peoples all, Raise your melody. Leave thy sin, cleanse within, Nor with heart beguiled ; All for Christ, purer life, Be Thy Father's child. Chorus : Ring ye bells ! sing, good men ? On this holy day ; Steeples high, peoples all, Raise your melody. 240 Chorus CAROLS. 163 BELLS OF CHRISTENDOM, Mrs. Harriet McKwen Kimball. L. G. S. Ring, sweet bells of Christendom, Everywhere the tidings tell How the Lord to earth did come, Ring and tell ! Swift to seek and save the lost, More than merciful He came : Glad to pay life's bitter cost, Jesus came. Empty-handed from His birth, Gifts exceeding price He bought ; Treasures hidden not in earth Jesus brought — To the blind, unclouded sight ; To the dumb, the voice of praise ; And to all in darkness, light, Joy, and praise ; To the poor, the gospel's wealth ; To the rich, the spirit poor ; And to all His saving health, Rich and poor ; To the heavy-laden, rest ; To the mourner, words of life ; And to all, the last and best, Endless life. Ring, sweet bells of Christendom ! Far and near the tidings tell How the Lord to earth did conn*. Ring and tell ! 241 CAROLS. 164 Mrs. C. Farebrother. Sing ye the songs of praise ; Jesus is come ! High your glad voices raise ; Jesus is born ! Cast worldly cares away, Worship and homage pay, Welcome the blessed day, Jesus is come ! This day in Bethlehem Jesus was born ! King of Jerusalem, Jesus was born ! Sun of all righteousness, Shining with blessedness, Healing our wretchedness, Jesus was born ! Cleanse us from all our sin, Saviour Divine ! Make our thoughts pure within, Saviour Divine ! Lo ! now the herald sound Carols the love profound, Telling of Jesus found, Saviour Divine ! Save through Thy merit, Great Prince of Peace ! Give Thy good Spirit, Great Prince of Peace ! Let not Thy love depart But holy gifts impart, Born into every heart Great Prince of Peace. 242 CAROL.' 165 William Austin, 1630. Sir Arthur Sullivan, Mus. 1> All this night bright angels sing, Never was sueh carolling ; Hark ! a voice which loudly cries, " Mortals, mortals, wake and rise. So to gladness Turns your sadness; From the earth is ris'n a Sun, Shines all night, though day be done." Wake, O earth, wake everything, Wake and hear the joy I bring ; Wake and joy ; for all this night, Heaven and every twinkling light, All amazing, Still stand gazing ; Angels, Powers, and all that be, Wake, and joy this Sun to see ! Hail ! O Sun, O blessed Light, vSent into this world by night ; Let Thy rays and heav'nly powers Shine in these dark souls of otirs. For most duly, Thou art truly God and Man we do confess : Hail ! O Sun of Righteou-ne-> ! i 243 CAROLS. 166 IKBY. Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander. Henry J. Gauntlett, Mus. D., 1856. Once in royal David's city Stood a lowly cattle-shed, Where a mother laid her Baby In a manger for His bed : Mary was that mother mild, Jesus Christ her little Child. He came down to earth from Heaven Who is God and Lord of all, And His shelter was a stable, And His cradle was a stall ; With the poor, and mean, and lowly, Lived on earth our Saviour Holy. He is our true childhood's pattern, Day by day like us He grew, He was little, weak, and helpless, Tears and smiles like us He knew, And He feeleth for our sadness, And He shareth in our gladness. And our eyes at last shall see Him, Through His own redeeming love. For that Child so dear and gentle Is our Lord in Heaven above ; And He leads His children on To the place where He is gone. Not in that poor lowly stable, With the oxen standing by, We shall see Him ; but in Heaven, Set at God's Right Hand on high ; When like stars His children crowned, All in white shall wait around. 244 CAROLS. 167 The Rev. John Henry Hopkins. Let every heart now dance with joy, For Christmas comes again ; Sing " Glory be to God on high, On earth good-will to men ! " Though Wintry cold may chill the skies, And earth be dark and bare ; Our Christmas light within shines bright, And love reigns everywhere. Chorus : Let every heart now dance with joy, For Christmas comes again ; Sing "Glory be to God on high, On earth good- will to men ! " Though Summer trees are leafless all, And grey on Nature's brow ; ( )ur Christmas tree now sparkling see, With lights on every bough ! Though trees are stripped of Autumn fruits And snow storms end the Fall ; By loving hands well loaded, stands Our tree, so strong and tall. Chorus: Let every heart, etc. No room was found for Christ the King, When He was born of yore ; But hearts now yearn for His return, To reign for evermore I Xo love like His was ever known, Our earthly life to share ; It is His light makes Christmas bright, His love reigns everywhere. Chorus: Let every heart, etc. 245 CAROLS. 168 Dr. Frederick R. Crosby. Eugene L. Buffinton. To-day the joy bells of the world Chime forth in sweet accord ; O'er the round earth, the hearts of men Draw nearer to their Lord. Where roll the Australasian seas, And tropic fountains flow, To where the starlight sparkles back A thousand leagues of snow. To-day all mingling pathways lead Up history's incline, To where the shepherds kept their sheep That night in Palestine. The Angel's song o'er land and sea, Is ringing sweeter far ; Though constellations rise and set, Still shines the Eastern Star. O, tender Faith ! O, constant Friend ! O, Christ-Child, hear our prayer ! Breathe Thou upon our hearts, and leave Thy benediction there. Shine Thou our star when wild and drear, The night's dark waters roll ; Till on our dazzled vision breaks The sunrise of the soul. 246 CAROLS. 169 GOOD TIDINGS, William P. Dole. I. Good tidings, good tidings, — Ring out, O Christmas bells ! From lofty spires the joyful sound O'er hill and valley swells. Go twine with ivy leaves and bay The holly's coral gem ; And welcome, Christian hearts, to-day, The Babe of Bethlehem. ii. Hosanna ! Hosanna ! With heart and voice now sing, Till land and sea and skies proclaim The praises of our King, Who comes to reign on David's throne : The rod from Jesse's stem, Whose glorious rule the svorld shall own, Hath sprung at Bethlehem. in. Glad tidings, glad tidings ! Spread them through all the earth : From Heaven the joyous message came That told the Saviour's birth ; From Heaven the wondrous light shone tar, With Bteady, peaceful beam ; And still tor us shines BWeet the star That stood o'er Bethlehem. i -'47 CAROLS. 170 SUTHER. The Rev. E. H. Sears. The Rev. Walter Leigh. Calm on the listening ear of night Come heaven's melodious strains, Where wild Judaea stretches far Her silver-mantled plains. O'er the blue depths of Galilee There comes a holier calm, And Sharon waves, in solemn praise, Her silent groves of palm. Celestial choirs from courts above Shed sacred glories there ; And angels, with their sparkling lyres, Make music in the air. The answering hills of Palestine Send back the glad reply, And greet from all their holy heights The dayspring from on high. " Glory to God ! " the sounding skies Loud with their anthems ring ; " Peace to the earth, good-will to men, From heaven's eternal King ! " Light on thy hills, Jerusalem ! The Saviour now is born ; And bright, on Bethlehem's joyous plains, Breaks the first Christmas morn ! 248 TAROLS. 171 Bishop John Freeman Young. Wonderful Night ! Angels and shining immortals Thronging thine ebony portals, Fling out their banners of light : Wonderful Night ! Wonderful Night ! Dreamed of by prophets and sages ; Manhood redeemed for all nges, Welcomes Thy hallowing might, Wonderful Night ! Wonderful Night ! Down o'er the stars to restore us, Leading His flame-winged chorus, Comes the Eternal to sight : — Wonderful Night ! Wonderful Night! Sweet be thy rest to the weary, Making the dull heart and dreary Laugh in a dream of delight, Wonderful Night ! Wonderful Night ! Let me, as long as life linger-, Sing with the cherubim Bingi " Glory to God in the height," Wonderful Night ! 2 M> CAROLS. 172 The Rev. Edward Caswall. Sir John Goss, See amid the Winter's snow, Born for ns on earth below, See the tender Lamb appears, Promi«ed from eternal years. Chorus : Hail ! thou ever blessed morn ! Hail, Redemption's happy dawn Sing through all Jerusalem, Christ is born in Bethlehem. Lo, within a manger lies He who built the starry skies ; He who throned in height sublime, Sits amid the Cherubim ! Say, ye holy shepherds, say, What your joyful news to-day ; W T herefore have ye left your sheep On the lonely mountain steep ? " As we watched at dead of night, Lo, we saw a wondrous light ; Angels singing peace on earth, Told us of the Saviours birth." Sacred Infant, all Divine, What a tender love was Thine ; Thus to come from highest bliss Down to such a world as this ! Teach, O teach us, Holy Child, By Thy Face so meek and mild, Teach us to resemble Thee, In Thy sweet humility ! 250 CAROLS. 173 The Rev. K. L. Jones. The Rev. E. P. Crawford. The inn was full, there was no room For Mary pure and mild ; So in the rocky manger bed Was born the Saviour Child. On stable low the stars shone bright, That holy night, so many years ago. The angels in the heavens sang Of peace, to men good-will, While shepherds watched their sleeping flocks On fair Judea's hill ; On earth below the stars shone bright, That holy night, so many years ago. ( ), Saviour, in Thy manger bed, Whom love hath brought from heaven, Whose blood hath washed our guilt away. And all our sins forgiven, With holy glow the stars shine bright, This Christmas night, upon our fields of snow. Teach us the song the angels sang, Grant us Thy peace on earth ; As in the manger, in our hearts, This Christmas be Thy birth ; And they shall glow as stars shine bright, This Christmas night, upon our fields of -now. 251 CAROLS. 174 The Rev. Horatius Bonar. S, B. Saxton. Come and hear the grand old story, Story of the ages past ; All earth's annals far surpassing, Story that shall ever last. Noblest, truest, Oldest, newest, Fairest, rarest, Saddest, gladdest, That the world has ever known. Christ, the Father's Son Eternal, Once was born a Son of man ; He who never knew beginning, Here on earth a life began. Noblest, truest, Oldest, newest, Fairest, rarest, Saddest, gladdest, That the world has ever known. Here in David's lowly city ; Tenant of the manger bed, Child of everlasting ages, Mary's Infant lays His head. Noblest, truest, Oldest, newest, Fairest, rarest, Saddest, gladdest, That the world has ever known. 252 CAROLS. 175 GAUDETE, W. Chattcrton Dix, 1869. Samuel Smith. Joy fills our inmost hearts to-day ! The Koyal Child is born ; And angel hosts in glad array, His Advent keep this morn. Rejoice, rejoice ! Th' Incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell ; With joy proclaim His glorious Name, Emmanuel ! Low at the cradle-throne we bend, We wonder and adore ; And feel no bliss can ours transcend, No joy was sweet before. Rejoice, rejoice ! Th' Incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell ; With joy proclaim His glorious Name, Emmanuel ! Angels are thronging round Thy bed, Thine Infant grace to see, The stars are paling o'er Thy head, The Day-spring dawns with Thee. Rejoice, rejoice! Th' Incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell ; With joy proclaim His glorious Name, Emmanuel ! Thou art the very Light of light, Enlighten us, Sweet Child, That we may keep Thy birthday bright, With service undefiled. Rejoice, rejoice ! Th' Incarnate Word Has come on earth to dwell ; With joy proclaim His glorious Name, Emmanuel ! 253 CAROLS. EPIPHANY. 17(> The Rev. R. F. Smith. There came three kings, ere break of day, All on Epiphanie; Their gifts they bare, both rich and rare, All, all, Lord Christ, for Thee; Gold, frankincense, and myrrh are there, Where is the King ? O where ? O where ? The star shone brightly overhead, The air was calm and still ; O'er Bethlehem fields its rays were shed, The dew lay on the hill ; We see no throne, no palace fair, W T here is the King ? O where ! O where ? An old man knelt at the manger low, A babe lay in the stall ; The starlight played on the Infant brow, Deep silence lay o'er all ; A maiden bent o'er the Babe in prayer : — There is the King ! O there ! O there ! 254 CAROLS. 177 Words and Music by The Rev. John H. Hopkins. We three kings of Orient are, Bearing gifts we traverse afar, Field and fountain, Moor and mountain, Following yonder star. CHORUS: O Star of wonder, Star of Night, Star with Royal Beauty, bright, Westward leading, Still proceeding, Guide us to thy perfect light. Born a King on Bethlehem Plain, Gold I bring to crown Him again, King forever, Ceasing never Over us all to reign. Frankincense to offer have I, Incense owns a Deity nigh, Prayer and praising All men raising, Worship Him God on high. Myrrh is mine ; its bitter perfume Breathes a life of gathering gloom, Sorrowing, sighing, Bleeding, dying, Sealed in the stone-cold tomb. 255 CAROLS. EASTER. 178 ANTIPHOJVAL.* Prof. John W. Tufts. Christ is risen ! Christ is risen ! Christ the Lord is risen. Christ the Lord is ris'n, the Lord is risen ! Chorus; Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! * Note.— From the earliest period of Christianity down to the present day Easter ha* always been celebrated by believers with the greatest joy and accounted the queen of festivals. In primitive times it was usual for Christians to salute each other on the morning of this day by exclaiming, "Christ is risen," to which the person saluted replied : "Christ is risen, indeed," or else, "And hath appeared unto Simon" — a custom still re- tained in the Greek Church. — Chambers' Bool' of Days, 256 179 CAROLS. S. P. Tuckerman, Mus. D. The world itself keeps Easter day, And Easter larks are singing ; And Easter flowers are blooming gay, And Easter buds are springing : The Lord of all things lives anew, And all His works are rising, too : Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia ! Praise the Lord ! There stood three Marys by the tomb, ( hi Kaster morning early, When day had scarcely chased the gloom, And dew was white and pearly : With loving, but with erring mind, They came the Prince of Life to find : Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Praise the Lord ! But earlier still the angel sped, His news of comfort giving ; And "Why/' he said, " among the dead Thus seek ye for the Living?" "Go tell them all, and make them blest; Tell Peter first, and then the rest." Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia ! Praise the Lord ! The Church is keeping Easter Day, And Easter hymns are sounding, And Easter flowers are blooming gay, The holy Font surrounding; The Lord is risen, u all things tell ; Good Christians, see ye rise as well! Alleluia! Alleluia] Alleluia ! Praise the Lord ! 257 CAROLS. 180 WASHBURN, The Rev, Edward A. Washburn. L. G, S. Christ hath arisen ! Death is no more ! Lo, the white-robed ones, Sit by the door. Dawn, golden morning, Scatter the night ; Haste, ye disciples glad, First with the light. Break forth in singing, O, world new born ; Chaunt the great Easter tide, Christ's holy morn. Chaunt Him, young sunbeams, Dancing in mirth, Chaunt all ye winds of God, Coursing the earth. Chaunt Him, ye laughing fiow'rs, Fresh from the sod ; Chaunt Him, wild leaping streams Praising your God ! Break from thy winter, Sad heart, and sing ; Bud with thy blossoms fair, Christ is thy spring. Come where the Lord hath lain, Past is the gloom ; See, the full eye of day Smile through the tomb ; Hark ! angel voices Fall from the skies, Christ hath arisen ! Glad heart, arise ! 258 CABOI& 181 H. H. Colburn, Shine, O Sun, in splendour bright, Emblem of the Lord of Light, Who this day rose from the dead And captiv'ty captive lead. Sing joyously ye mortals For Christ hath ope'd the portais Of life to all again. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Amen. Now the flowers budding sweet, In the soil beneath our feet, Raise themselves from sleep-like death, Praising God with fragrant breath. Sing joyously ye mortals For Christ hath ope'd the portals Of life to all again. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Amen. All the trees and plants in Spring To the Resurrection bring Signal offerings, and declare Christ is risen, everywhere. Sing joyously, ye mortals, For Christ has ope'd the portals Of life to all again. Alleluia, Alleluia, Alleluia, Amen. Alleluia, Alleluia, A I lei 1 uia. Amen. • 259 CAROLS. 182 ALLELUIA. Bishop Christopher Wordsworth. W. H. Walter. Alleluia! Alleluia! Hearts to Heaven and voices raise ; Sing to God a hymn of gladness, Sing to God a hymn of praise ; He who on the cross a victim For the world's salvation bled, Jesus Christ the King of Glory, Now is risen from the dead. Christ is risen, Christ, the first fruits Of the holy harvest field, Which will all its full abundance At His second coming yield ; Then the golden ears of harvest Will their heads before Him wave, Ripened by His glorious sunshine From the furrows of the grave. Christ is risen ; we are risen ! Shed upon us heavenly grace, Rain and dew and gleams of glory From the brightness of Thy face : So that we, with hearts in heaven, Here on earth may faithful be, And by angel hands be gathered, And be ever Lord, with Thee. Alleluia! Alleluia! Glory be to God on high ; Alleluia to the Saviour, Who has gained the victory ; Alleluia to the Spirit, Fount of love and sanctity ; Alleluia! Alleluia! To the Triune Majesty ! 260 183 CAROLS. The Rev. J. S. B. Hodgei. Ye happy bells of Easter Day ! Ring, ring your joy, Thro' earth and sky Ye ring a glorious word, The notes that swell in gladness tell The rising of the Lord. Ye carol-bells of Easter Day ! The teeming earth That saw His birth When lying 'neath the sward, ['] springing now in joy to show The rising of the Lord. Ye glory -bells of Easter Day ! The hills that rise Against the skies Re-echo witli the word, The victor-breath that conquers death, The rising of the Lord. Ye passion-bells of Easter Day ! The bitter cup He lifted up, Salvation to afford. Ye saintly bells! Your passion tells The rising of the Lord. Ye mercy -bells of Easter Day ! His tender side Was riven wide, Where floods of mercy poured ; Redeemed clay doth sing to-day The rising of the Lord. Ye victor-bells of Easter Day ! The thorny crown He layeth down ; Ring! Ring! with strong accord, The mighty strain of love and pain, The rising of the Lord I 26l CAROLS. 184 The Rev. Henry Ware. EASTER PROCESSIONAL. Prof. J. F. Draper. Lift your glad voices in triumph on high ; For Jesus hath risen and man cannot die. Vain were the terrors that gathered around Him, And short the dominion of death and the grave ; He burst from the fetters of darkness that bound Him, Resplendent in glory, to live and to save. Lift then your glad voices in triumph on high — For Jesus hath risen and man shall not die. Glory to God in full anthems of joy ! The being He gave us death cannot destroy ! Sad were the life we must part with to-morrow, If tears were our birth-right and death were our end ; But Jesus hath cheered the dark valley of sorrow, And bade us, immortal, to heaven ascend. Lift then your glad voices in triumph on high — For Jesus hath risen, and man shall not die. 262 CAROLS. 185 EASTER BATTLE-HYMN. L. G. S Soldiers, awake ! this is the festal hour ; Forth from the grave the Saviour Christ hath risen (rarland the Cross with flowers and fragrant wreaths; The Saviour lives, and death no more hath power. Soldiers, arouse! banish all Lenten gloom ; Let sacred joy this Easter-tide attend ; Jesus hath burst the mighty bands of death, And holy angels guard the riven tomb. Soldiers, to prayer ! kneel first this blessed day To Him, the Lord of Hosts, the King of kings : See on your banner His redeeming Cross, And there your motto : M Ever watch and pray. " Soldiers, to arms! forth to life's battle field, The Spirit's sword your only trust shall be, While on your brow salvation's helmet re>t>. And Christian faith protects you as a shield. 263 CAROLS. 186 HAIL,! FESTAL DAY. Bishop Vcnautius Fortuuatus, 5«0 A. D. Thomas Morley. Translated from the Latin by The Rev. John M. Neale. Hail ! Festal Day ! for evermore adored Wherein God conquered hell, and upward soared ! (Hail ! Festal Day ! for evermore adored.) See the world's beauty, budding forth anew, Shews with the Lord His gifts returning too ! (Wherein God conquered hell, and upward soared.) The power of Satan crushed, He seeks the skies ; From earth, light, stars, and ocean, anthems rise ! (Hail ! Festal Day ! for evermore adored.) The Crucified reigns God for evermore ; Their Maker all created things adore. (Wherein God conquered hell, and upward soared.) Christ, who didst fashion man and hast re-won, The Eternal Father's sole-begotten Son, (Hail ! Festal Day ! for evermore adored.) When death and hell the human race o'erran, Thou, man to save, Thyself becamest Man. (Wherein God conquered hell, and upward soared.) 264 f CAROLS. 187 The Rev. Geo. D. Wildes. A. P. Howard. Jesus lives ! O Day of days ! Glad we bring our grateful praise : He is risen ! Gone the gloom, Angels sit within the tomb. Vain the taunt of Jew denying, Vain the vaunt o'er Jesus dying. Heavenly voices from the grave, Now proclaim Hi> power to save. Chorus: He is risen! come and see, How He triumphed mightily ; Conqueror thus o'er all 11 is foes, Jesus from the dead arose. Lord and Prophet, spake He not ? Have ye His own word forgot, Telling while in Galilee, Thus the victory would be? How through scorn and dire allliction Thorny way and crucifixion Vanquished death and rent the grave, Christ, the King, should rise to save ? Welcome then, the Day of Days I Lord, 'tis Thine, our tuneful praise; Thine, for us, the Tempted, Tried, Thine, for as, the Crucified ; Thine, for us, the Resurrection, Thine, the Life, the sure Protection. Saviour. Sovereign o'er the grave, May we know Thy power to Bave. 265 CAROLS. 188 Harriet McEweu Kimball. W. W. Rousseau. Christ is risen ! Christ is risen ! Conquered Death and all His foes ! Crucified and dead and buried, Very Man as Man He rose. Alleluia ! Alleluia ! He for us the cross endured, And, the bitter shame despising, Life, immortal Life, secured. Lift the Cross to-day in triumph, Lift His wondrous symbol high ; Standard that hath led its legions On to holy victory ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Once of death and shame the sign, Now of glory never equalled, See the cross of Jesus shine ! Backward, forward, o'er the ages, How its rays unearthly stream ! From eternity its splendours To eternity shall gleam ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Lift the matchless symbol high With the Resurrection's glory, Kindling earth and sea and sky ! 266 TAROLS. 189 LUX EOI. Sir Arthur Sullivan. By the thorny way of sorrow, Counting earthly gain but loss ; Wins the church her glad to-morrow, In redemption by the cross. Lenten clouds away have drifted, Comes at length her great reward, And her eyes are now uplifted, To the glory of her Lord. Alleluia ! King eternal ! Lord of life ! the strife is o'er ; Thou hast quelled the pow'rs infernal ; Throwing wide the heavenly door; Alleluia! He has risen ! And His own in Him shall rise; Broken are the bars of prison ; Won the rest of Paradise. In His manhood, Christ victorious Won for man o'er death the strife ; In his Godhead ever glorious ; Grants the gift of endless life; Hail ! all Hail ! the King immortal ! Who shall with His church abide Till we pass through death's dark portal To the eternal Easter-tide. 267 CAROLS. 190 REGENT SQUARE. Richard Farmer, 1890. Henry Smart. Alleluia ! Jesus rises, From the rock imprisoned tomb ; Lo, the earthquake breaks the silence, Thundering through the early gloom. Alleluia ! Jesus rises, Bursts the barriers of the tomb. Alleluia! Jesus rises; Where, O death, is now thy sting? Shout ye ransomed, join the chorus, Angels and archangels sing. Alleluia ! Jesus rises Death hath lost his dreaded sting. Alleluia ! Jesus rises ; Where, O grave, thy victory ? See the Saviour rise triumphant, Death is conquered, man is free. Alleluia ! Jesus rises, Christ hath gained the victory. Alleluia ! Christ is risen ; Now, O man, thy debt is paid ; See, the rock-sealed tomb is open, Angels show where He was laid. Alleluia ! He is risen, And the debt of sin is paid. Alleluia ! Christ is risen ; Now before the Throne He stands ; Pleads for us, His blood-bought children, Pleads with outstretched, pierced hands. Alleluia ! He is risen, And at God's right hand He stands. Alleluia ! Blessed Jesus, Thee we praise forevermore, For Thou didst come down and save us, All our sins and sorrows bore. Alleluia! Praise and worship, Glorious Saviour, evermore. 268 CAROLS. ASCENSION. 191 HERMAS. Words and Music by Frances Ridley Havergal. Golden harps are sounding, Angel-voices ring, Pearly gates are opened — Opened for the King ; Jesus, King of Glory, Jesus, King of Love, Is gone up in triumph To His throne above. Chorus: " All His work is ended," Joyfully we sing, w Jesus hath ascended ! Glory to our King !" He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory At His Father's side. Never more to suffer, Never more to die ; Jesus, King of Glory, Has gone up on high ! Praying for His children. In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them His grace : His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you ; Jesus ever liveth, Ever love^h too. 269 CAROLS. 192 G. P. Grantham. The Rev. R. R. Chope. The pearly gates aside are rolled, The doors wide open stand, And heaven, with all its streets of gold, Its bright angelic band, Its cherub and its seraph choir A wait in blest accord, With burning love and fond desire, The coming of their Lord. He on Mount Olivet below His well-beloved among, A benison must first bestow Upon the saintly throng. His hand is raised, the words are said, Of love with pity blent, While bowed in awe is every head, And every knee is bent. He comes ! He comes ! from earth He soars, See how the living cloud* Of angel wings around Him flings Bright rays, His form to shroud ! While steadfastly, with upturned eye, The rapt apostles gaze With Mary, at the deep-veiled sky, In silent still amaze. He comes ! He comes ! Lift up your heads, Ye gates, ye portals bright ! Your Prince returns ! His path He treads To meads of amber light. He is the King of Glory ! Sing, Ye heavens, with loud acclaim ; Your God, your everlasting King, The Lord of Hosts His Name. *The allusion is to the belief of some that the cloud which "received him out of their sight," was a cloud of angels. 270 NOTES. "Stye Ijistorg of tl)e (STIjurcl) of (Bob is, to a large degree, tlje Ijistorg of Sacreb Song." NOTES. In preparing these annotations the editor acknowl- edges his indebtedness to the following valuable works, from which he has frequently quoted, and which he would heartily commend to those who desire to prosecute more profoundly and comprehen- sively their studies in hymnology : — The Seven Great Hymns of the Mediaeval Church. Published by A. D. F. Randolph A: Co., New York. King's Anglican Hymnology. Messrs. Hatchards, London. Prebcott's Christian Hymns and Hymn-writers. Messrs. George Bell & Sons, London. Dufeields English Hym " Latin IIymn-yvriter? and theib Hymn-. Messrs. Funk & Wagnalls, London and New York. BuTTERWOBTH'S > I'ORY OF THE HYMNS AND TUNES. American Tract Society, New York. Morrison's Great Hymns of the Church. Messrs. Hart cV Co., Toronto. HYMN No. 1. Holy, Holy, H< th< Weekly Church S. //,, )', .<,-. It there ap| as the Hymn for Trinity Sunday, and i^ founded on the portion of Holy Scripture appointed tor the Epistle Tor that day, and especially ou the words "They real not day and night, -saying Holy, Holy. Holy, Lord God Almighty, which was and i- and i- to come." 273 NOTES. Bishop Heber initiated a new era in our Church hym- nody. He not only wrote many hymns which had in them a peculiar beauty, but he wrote many that were well adapted to the Services of the Church. Beg maid Heber was born in 1783, at Malpas, in Cheshire, of which place his father was Rector. He was educated at Brasenose College, Oxford, and in 1801 took the Chancellor's prize for a Latin poem. In 1803, when only 20 years old, he gained the University prize by his beautiful poem " Palestine" considered to be the best Oxford prize poem of this century. In it occur the lines, in regard to the Temple at Jerusalem, I Kings vi, 7, which we see so often quoted : " Xo hammers fell, no ponderous axes rung, Like some tall palm, the mystic fabric sprung." When it was first read by him in the theatre, at the Annual College Commencement, it was received with such an outburst of applause as probably never before greeted an Oxford student. His aged father and mother were present on the occasion. After the read- ing of the poem, young Heber was for a long time missing, and his mother going to look for him, softly opened the door of his sleeping-room. She found him on his knees, breathing out his soul in gratitude and prayer. After a tour of two years in Europe, he be- came Rector of Hodnet, Shropshire, in 1807, where he labored for sixteen years. In the same year he married Amelia, daughter of the Rev. Dr. Shipley, Rector of Wrexham. In 18 ID he wrote the missionary hymn, From Greenland's ley Mountains, (see Note 103). In 1823 he was made Bishop of Calcutta, and for two and a half years he laboured in his vast diocese with unflagging zeal. On April 3, 1826, he had held a con- firmation early in the morning — as is the custom in that hot climate. Before breakfast he took a cold bath. Some time having elapsed, and the Bishop not returning, his servant became alarmed, opened the door of the bath, and saw his masters lifeless body 274 NOTES. lying below the surface of the water. He had died suddenly of apoplexy. This hymn, Holy, Holy, Holy, is certainly the grandest hymn in the language on the subject of the Trinity. No hymn, either ancient or modern, equals it. It holds not only the first place in regard to this great mystery, but it does so at a great distance. It has become the English Te Deum, sharing with Bishop Ken's Doxoh »gy (see Note 142) the spontaneous ap- proval of all Christian hearts. We are not sure about the genesis of this great hymn, whether it took its rise in the quiet study of Hodnet, or amid the contentions and debates which the author had probably with the best intellects of India ; but we are sure that the heathen conception of God, whether Moslem or Hindoo — the monotheism of the East prevailing in so many forms, and meeting him in so many ways — must have intensified his con- ceptions of the truth as it is in Jesus, on which his own soul rested so securely, also Hosanna to t/" Living Lord. No. 10. The Son of God Goes Forth to War. No. 41. From Greenland's Fey Mountains. No. 103. The popularity of this hymn has been increased by the magnificent tunc to which it is sung. This tune is called Nicaea, and was composed by the Rev. Dr. Dykes expressly lor He'her's hymn, Nicaea in Asia Minor was the place where the first Ecumenical Council was held 325 A. I). At this Council the Eternal Sonship of Christ, and His equality with the Father wen- established as a dogma, and thus the doctrine of the Holy Trinity, which had been im- pugned by the Arians, was vindicated. John Bacchiu Dykes was i><»m at Hull. 1823. His grandfather, tin- Rev. Thomas Dyke-, was for many - incumbent of St. John's church. Music seemed to come to the young boy as by instinct, He .could * ?75 NOTES -No. 2. catch any air or play by ear long before he was able to play from note. He used to practise on the organ while a little child, and played at his grandfather's church during service when he was ten years old. ' In 1843 he became Yorkshire scholar of St. Katharine's Hall, Cambridge. In 1847 he became Curate of Mai ton; 1849, Minor Canon and Precentor of Durham Cathedral; in 1862 Vicar of St. Oswald's, a parish church in Durham — a position he held until his death in 1876. Dr. Dykes composed in all 242 hymn-tunes and carols. He was one of the first pioneers in the field of modern hymnology, composing tunes in which the attempt was made to embody and express the senti- ment of particular hymns. His tunes generally may be recommended to the student as good models of form and design. In almost every tune there is some progression that strikes the ear and is remembered as congenial to the hymn. This free employment of the licenses of modern harmony gives a warmth and colour to his tunes which is the true secret of their popularity. The extent to which Dr. Dykes had by his tunes touched the heart of the English nation was shown by the raising, by subscriptions, of over <£10,00( as a memorial of him at his death. HYMN No, 2. Holy, Holy, Holy Lord. This hymn is found in a collection of 127 hymn* by the Rev. Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, entitled Th Holy Year; or Hymns for Sundays, Holy Days and otht occasions throughout the year" Christopher Wordsworth, the nephew of Wiiliai Wordsworth, the poet, was born in 1807. Educated Winchester School, and at Trinity College, Cambridge in 1836 became head-master of Harrow; in 1844 Cam of Westminster Abbey; in 1869 Bishop of Lined Died in 1885. A ripe scholar, an able commentate 276 NOTES - Nos. 2, 6. while as a hymn-writer he has given us some of our sweetest and best lyrics. * See also day of rest and gladness, No. 3. Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, No. 98. Hark the sound of holy voices, No. 112. Lord of heaven and earth and sea, No. 1 28. Alleluia, Alleluia. Carol 182. Edward J. Hopkins was born at Westminster, 1818; one of the children of the choir of the Chapel Royal 1826-1833. Became organist of the Temple Church, London, 1843. He has published many valuable com- positions for the Church, and wrote, in conduction with Dr. Rimbault, a valuable history of the organ. Dr. Hopkins ranks among those who have to a large degree opened up a new era in the history of English hymnody. Not that metrical psalmody will ever be abolished — its advantages are too manifest, and its place in our religious services too important. On the other hand there are many who cannot reconcile themselves to its monotony, to the barrel-organ fashion in which it goes grinding on no matter what the varied expression of the words, and to the odd effects produced by the half-part singing, half unison, of the average congregation. To modify such dis- agreeable results Dr. Hopkins has exerted a powerful intluence in introducing unison tunes with an "obligato" organ accompaniment — the painful ming- ling of sounds often representing congregational har- mony becomes resolved into a unison which violates no artistic conditions. His tune u Ellerton, v No. 146, 16 at once beautiful and dignified — indeed it is difficult to find a hymn-tune in which the charm of melody has been more happily seconded by musicianly harmonies. HYMN No. 6. When Morning Gilds the Skies. Translated from the -German Beim friihen Morgen- licltt, a Lutheran Hymn of the 18th century. • I / NOTES -Nos. 6, 7. The Rev. Edward Caswall belonged to a family noted for their scholarship and literary activity. He was born in 1814 at Yately, Hampshire. Graduated at Oxford in 1836. In 1840, became perpetual curate of Stratford-and-Castle, near Salisbury. In 1847, was received into the Church of Eome. In 1850, he en- tered the Oratory of Edgbaston, founded by Cardinal Newman (see Note 141), where he remained until his death in 1878. Caswall was an ingenious and success- ful translator. This jubilant hymn was Canon Liddon's favourite, and was sung at his burial service in St. Paul's Cathedral, September 16, 1890. See also Jesu, the very thought of Thee. (Translation) 35. See amid the Winter's Snow. Carol 172. u Laudes Domini''' (Latin for Praise to the Lord) was composed by Joseph Barnby, born at York, 1838. He w r as educated in the choir of York Minster and afterwards in the Royal Academy of Music. Succes- sively organist of St. Andrew's, Wells St., London ; choirmaster at St. Anne's, Soho, London ; Director of Musical Instruction at Eton College. An active worker in the advancement of musical art, and con- nected with the leading musical movements of the time; one of the most popular writers of music, and a representative leader. He has written an Oratorio " Rebekah," a large number of services, anthems and hymn-tunes, also songs and part-songs. HYMN No. 7. Father, Holy Father. The Rev. Henry F. Darnell, Rector of Avon, "West- ern New York, author of "Philip Ilazelbrook, or tli .Junior Curate"; "Flossy," a sequel to the above also "Songs of the Seasons.'' Thomas Morley, born at Oxford, 1845, was a ehoris of Queen's College, Oxford ; studied music under t 278 NOTES -Nog. 7, 9. Rev. L. Gr. Hayne, Mus. D. Organist, successively, of the parish church of Bradfield, Essex ; St. Alban's, Holborn, London ; St. Ninian's Cathedral, Perth ; St. Peters, Vauxhall ; St. Barnabas, Oxford. Private organist to the Earl of Kinnoul. Organist of the Mission Church of St. John Baptist, St. John, X. B., 1X87-1891. Conductor of the St. John Oratorio So- ciety, 1888-1891. Died at St. John, Nov. 10, 1891; aged 46. Mr. Morley wrote many exquisite hymn-tunes, a Communion Service, Canticles, and other composi- tions for the Church. He harmonized many of the tunes in the St. Alban's Tune Book, 18<>3. It is a pleasure to the editor, who was his personal friend, to acknowledge merit so uncommon and of such value to the cause of Church music as is shown in Mr. Morley's hymn-tunes, to say nothing of his other many and varied compositions. For variety of style, and for harmony of a most chaste type, for much in- ventive power and refined taste, these 4unes easily take a first rank. Their author was a thorough har- monist and richly endowed with the gift of melody. His freedom from conventional trammels is a- original as it is praiseworthy. He was an exceptionally _ Organist, and displayed admirable style and skill in accompanying a Choral, and especially a Gregorian, service. HYMN No. <>. We Love the Place, God. This favourite hymn was written by the Rev. William Bullock^ tor ; rector <»f Trinity, Newfoundland, and subsequently Dean of Nova Scotia. It first ap- peared in 1854, in his collection of hymns entitled (jongx >>/ the Church. The Last three verses were written tor Hymns Aw-;. „f and Modern, in I860, by The Rev. Sir Henry Williams Baker, horn in London, 1821. Graduated from Trinity College, Cambridge, in 1844. In L8ol he-was appointed Vicar of Monk- land, near Leominster. Was one of the chief com- NOTES— Nos. 9, 13. pilers, and for nearly 20 years chairman of committee of Hymns Ancient and Modern, the first edition of which appeared in 1861, and the annual sale of which now amounts to 1,500,000 copies. As an editor he proved to be endowed with singular and special gifts, in which he had few if any equals. His own hymns also are excellent. He died in his secluded Monkland parsonage, Feb. 11, 1877. See also Lord Jesus, God and. Man. 34. Lord, Thy Word Abideth. 60. O Sacred Head, Surrounded. (Translation) 89. There is a Blessed Home. 126. " Quam Dilecta." The Right Rev. H. L. Jenner, Vicar of Preston, Kent. Late Bishop of Dunedin. HYMN No. 13. New every morning is the love. The Rev. 'John Keble is generally regarded as the most popular hymn-writer of the 19th century. Born at Fairford, Gloucestershire, 1792. At the early age of eighteen, he took a distinguished degree at Oxford — a double-first — and became a fellow of Oriel Col- lege. Among his fellow-students were Arnold, Whately, Newman and Pusey. Such was his reputation that he was appointed Professor of Poetry in the University of Oxford, 1831. In 1835, he became Vicar of Hursley. In 1836, Vicar of Bisley, a position he held for 30 years, till his death in 1866. As a hymn-writer he will be best known to posterity by his Christian Year, a noble work, of which 96 large editions were issued during the author's life-time. In 1873, when the copy-right had expired, the enormous number of 350,000 copies had been sold. Since that date its circulation has immensely increased in all English-speaking lands. Its success is without a parallel in the history of religious poetry. Ever fond of children, though without any of liis 280 NOTES— Nos. 13, ir>, 16. own, he published in 1846, Lyra TnnocenUum — Thoughts in verse for Christian Children, some of which are v< ry beautiful. All of Keble's hymns are distinguished for chaste refinement and deep spirituality. See also Sun of ray soul, Thou Saviour dear. 143. " Melcombe" Samuel Webbe, born in 1740. Organist of the Bavarian Chapel, London. A distinguished composer of Masses, Anthems, Songs and Glees. u Ely" Thomas Turlon. Born, 1780. Graduated from Cambridge University, 1805. Bishop of Ely, 1845-1864. HYMN No. 15. Thine forever ! God of loth . Mrs. Mary Fouler Maude, wife of the Rev. Joseph Maude, formerly Vicar of Chirk. This hymn was written for a Confirmation class, and was published in 18 11 Innocents," it is sometimes claimed, was composed by Pergolesi, born at Jesi, in the Roman States, 1710. The authorship of the tunc seems to be doubtful. HYMN No. K>. In our work and in our play, William Chatterton Dix was born at Bristol, 1837. The author was trained to a mercantile life. His father, a Bristol surgeon, wrote a life of Chatterton. As with gladness nu n of old. 25, Comr unto M' . 30. Alleluia! Sing to Jesus. 93. TAki silver lamps in a distant shrine, Carol L59. Jui/ id 1 * our inmost hearts to-day, 17"). ' Dagenham" Thomas Mori 8 e Note 7, NOTES — Nos, 17, 18. HYMN No. 17. Lord this day Thy children meet. William Walsham How was born in Shrewsbury, 1823. Graduated from Wadham College, Oxford, 1845. He has been allotted successively to very diversified ecclesiastical duties: Curate, Rector, Rural Dean, Canon, Proctor, Select Preacher, Examining Chaplain, Prebendary, now Bishop of Bedford. His hymns are quite popular. See also Behold a little child. 23. Jesu Thou art standing. 38. For all the saints who from their labours rest. 121. Edward F. Pimbault, born in London, 1816. In 1832, became organist of the Swiss Chapel, Soho, Lon- don. He has published many valuable works on musical literature. In 1842, he received the degree of Doctor in Philosophy from the University of Gottingen. HYMN No. 18. Hark ! the Glad Sound, the Saviour Conies, Philip Doddridge was born in London, 1702. At the age of 20 he became an Independent minister, and for seven years was pastor of the quiet village of Kibworth. He then opened an academy, first at Market Hard borough, and the following year at Northampton, for the training of young men. In 1751 he journeyed to Lisbon for the benefit of warmer air, but died of con- sumption soon after his arrival, aged 49. The best known of his voluminous prose works is The Bise and Progress of Religion in the Soul. But it is chiefly as a hymn-writer that his name is known and will continue to be handed down to posterity. His hymns were not printed during his life, but were written at the close of the author's sermons. They have accordingly been compared to " spiritual amber fetched up and floated off from sermons long since lost in the depths of by- gone time." 282 NOTES — No. 22. * New Prince." Charles St egg-all, Mus. D. Born in London, 1826. Educated at the Royal Academy of Music. Organist of Lincoln's Inn since 1 >»'-!. HIMN No. 22. Hark! the Herald Angels Sing. This noble Christmas hymn is one of the most popu- lar in the English language. It first appeared in 1739, in Hymns and Sacred Poems, by John and Charles Wesley. Charles Wesley was born at Ep worth in 1708. Edu- cated at Westminster and Oxford, he took Holy Orders in 173"). He was a most facile and voluminous versi- fier. It is said that from the year 17-10 he continued to write hymns without intermission almost np to the day of his death. In the Wesley an Hymn Book, out of 770 hymns. Charles Wesley wrote 023. His hymns for the most part are distinguished for poetic beauty and fervent spirituality. It is said that some were written on cards, as he rode on horseback. At times he would hasten home and rush for pen and ink, that lie might put down the words which were burning ithin him. He died in 1788, in the 80th year of his See also Note 48. Felix Mendelssohn-Bartholdyi a grandson of the cele- brated Jewish philosopher, Moses Mendelssohn, was bom at Hamburg, 1809. At an early age he displayed extraordinary ability in music, and soon attained t<» the highest rank as a composer and a pianist. His w<»rk^ include compositions of nearly every class, comprising Symphonic-. Overtures, Quartets for stringed instruments, Concertos and other pi< for the pianoforte, Sroperly <>l>je<-iive in 'their character, and for long centuries were, with few exceptions, the only hymns 285 NOTES — Nos. 31, 33. known to the Church. But in these later days hymns of a subjective kind — hymns dealing with the human heart, its hopes and fears, its joys and sorrows, its failures and its faith, often taking the form of confes- sion and prayer, are now common. The danger here is unreality, making the worshippers sing in terms far beyond their experience, and use language foreign to their feelings." The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HYMN No. 33. Now thank we all our God. Martin Rinckarf, the author of this hymn, "Nun danket alle Gott," was born at Eilenburg, Saxony, in 1586. From 1617 till his death in 1649 belaboured as Archdeacon of St. Nicholas' Church. His ministry embraced the whole period of the Thirty Years' War. The unoffending inhabitants of Eilenburg were fre- quently robbed and plundered. Early in November, 1648, news came that peace had been concluded at Munster, in Westphalia. Rinckart went to his little study and offered up a silent prayer of thanksgiving to God. Then he opened his Bible and his eye fell on the 22nd verse of the 30th chapter of the Apoc- ryphal Book of Ecclesiasticus : " Now, therefore, bless ye the God of all, which only doeth wondrous things everywhere." And then he sat down at his writing-table, and, verse by verse, this hymn of thanks- giving, rose from the depth of his heart. Long years of suffering, sorrow and anxiety had prematurely broken his strength, and a year later, December 8, 1649, he fell asleep in the 67th year of his age. His hymn has become the common property of "the whole state of Christ's Church militant here in earth." The translator, Miss Catherine Winkworth, was born in London, 1829. Died in 1878. Her contributions to hymnology are included in I/yra Germanica (1855 and 1858) and in her Christian Singers of Germany, 1869 — a very exhaustive and popular work, 286 NOTES — No. 35. The Rev. Johann Oriiger composer of " Nun danket" was born at Grossbriessen, 1598. Precentor of St. Nicholas' Church, Berlin, from 1622 until his death in 1062. HYMN No. 35. .[(.<•/. tlif very thought of Thee. Bernard the Abbot of Clainaux. or the great Bernard fas distinguished from Bernard of Cluni, see Note 110), was born at Fontaine in Burgundy in 1091. His father was a nobleman, and his mother was the well known Lady Aletta, distinguished alike for piety and benevolence. Lady Aletta died while Bernard was still a hoy, and the mother s death-bed made a serious impression on the youth's mind. After graduating from the Cathedral School of Chatillon, he became a monk, at the age of twenty-two, in the then new monastery of Citeaux in Burgundy. Within three years, through his influence, Citeaux was full to over- flowing; and Bernard led out the first colony to a barren and desolate valley in Champagne, called the Valley of Wormwood, notorious as a den of robbers. Bernard changed its name to Clara Vallis "Clair- vaux" — the Bright Valley. There he and his com- panions began their task with cheerful courage, and worked, now in a devotion:; I silence, and now with chant and psalmody, literally speaking to them>clves and answering one anotRer " in psalms and hymns and spiritual songs." X" oilers of grandeur or of high office could draw Bernard away. His eloquence was such that lie was called "the mellifluous doctor," and his writings, which were numerous, were termed ''a river of Paradise." He died in 1153, aged 62, the humble abbot, the intellectual master of his .■'. "ascending," says the old chronicler, " from the Bright Valley to the mountain of eternal brightness." Earn- est, self-denying, spiritually minded, St. Bernard is jarded a- one <»f the chief saints of the Roman Church, and Luther -called him u the best monk that ever lived." 287 NOTES — Nos. 3S, 39. See also Jesu, Thou joy of loving hearts. 132. Edward Caswall. Translator. See Note 6. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. Composer. See Note 1. HYMN No. 38. Jesu, Thou art standing. This hymn first appeared in Psalms and Hymns, a hymnal published in 1854, of which the Right Rev. W. W. How, now Bishop of Bedford, was one of the editors. See Note 17. There is a wonderful picture by Holman Hunt, called " The Light of the World," which represents the Saviour knocldng at a door, in illustration of the passage (Rev. iii. 20), " 1 stand at the door and knock." A minister once said in a sermon on this text, " Re- member the latch is on our side of the door" A hearer afterwards said to him, " I had always thought it was on the Lord's side, until I heard your words ; but what a joy came over me when I lifted, the latch." The tune (t St. Hilda" is an enlargement and varia- tion of an ancient tune by Justin Heinrich Knecht, born at Biberach, in Suabia, 1752, one of the greatest organ- ists of his day. The Rev. Edward Husband is Vicar of St. Michael's, Folkestone. For 18 years he has performed the some- what difficult task of uniting the two functions of priest and organist. The key-board of his four-manual organ has been so adjusted as to render the transition between his two functions comparatively easy. HYMN No. 39. Rejoice ye Pure in Heart. The Rev. Edward H. Plumptre, born 1821, graduated at University College, Oxford, in 1844, with the high- est honours — " double first-class." His ecclesiastical career was a prominent one — Chaplain, Prebendary, Professor, Select Preacher, Boyle Lecturer, a member of the Old Testament Company of Revisors of the 288 NOTES -Nos. 39, 40. Bible (1869-1874), Principal of Queen's College, 1875; Dean of Wells, 1881. Died 1891. Dean Plumptre's reputation rests upon his ability as a poet and as a scholar. Thomas Morley. See Note 7. William Henry Monk, Mus. D. Professor of music at King's College, London. He was musical editor of Hymns Ancient and Modern, 1861 and 1890. HYMN No. 40. Onward, Christian Soldiers. This spirited hymn is from the pen of the Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould, now the Rector of Lew Tren- chard, Devon. It first appeared in ]SQry in the Church Times. It is beyond a question that these M soldier-songs" are among the most popular, useful and valued lyrics of the Church. The author of this hymn is one of the most deeply learned mediaevelists of the present generation. His knowledge of old legends and of the middle-age imagery, as found in its religious writers, is both vast and accurate. He has written an extremely fascinat- ing and unique biography — The Life of Robert Stephen Hawker, the eccentric " Vicar of MorwenB- tow." As a novelist he is no less interesting, two of his strongest novels being Medalah and Red Spider. He is also author of ''Lives of the Saint- " See also Through the Night of Doubt and Sorrow. (Transla- tion ) 42, Now the Day is Over. 139. B. Agutter, Mus. D., is precentor, organist and choir master of St. Peter's, Streatham, South Wales, which position he has held for the last 24 years. Sir Arthur Seymour Sullivan, Bins. I>., born of Irish pa rentage, in London, 1X42. He received his early musical training in the (Impel Royal, under the Rev. Thomas Ilelmore. In 1856 he was elected to a "Mendelssohn Scholarship" :it the Royal Academy 289 NOTES -Nos. 40, 42. of Music, where he studied under Sir John Goss and Sir William Sterndale Bennett for two years. He then spent three years at the Conservatoire of Leipzig. On his return to London in 1861, he almost immedi- ately made a name and fame for himself as a com- poser, as a conductor, and as principal of the National Training School of Music. He has published many compositions, both instrumental and vocal, including Symphonies. Overtures, Oratorios, Anthems, Operas and Operettas, and numerous Songs and Part Songs. He was Musical Editor of Church Hymns published by the S. P. C. K. in 1874. Keceived the degree of Doctor of Music at Cambridge in 1876, and was knighted in 1883. A very versatile and many-sided musician, and undoubtedly the most popular English composer now living. HYMN No. 42. Through the night of doubt and soitow. Translated from the Danish Igjennem Nat og Traengsel by the Rev. Sabine Baring-Gould. See Note 40. Bernerd S. Ingemann was born at Thor Kildstrup, Island of Falster, 1789. He was a Professor in Zealand from 1822 till his death in 1862. This hymn from Ingemann's Religious Songs is much used during Advent in the Danish churches. John Henry Willcox, Mus. D., was born at Savan- nah, Georgia, 1827; graduated at Trinity College, Hartford, Conn., in 1849, and the year after became organist of St. Paul's Church, Boston. At the com- pletion of the Church of the Immaculate Conception (Roman Catholic) he became its organist, which posi- tion he held till nearly the time of his death, June 29, 1875. He possessed a marvellous power of march and of fugal extemporization. He was to the organ what Gottschalk was to the piano, and Ole Bull to the violin, each of whom, while being- severely criticized by technical and pedantic musicians, held a position utterly unattainable by their jealous contemporaries. 290 NOTES -Xo. 43. HYMN No. 43. Stand up, Stand up for J> This hvmn was written by the Rev. George Dvffield, a Presbyterian minister, born at Carlisle, Penn., 1818. Graduated at Yale College, 1837. It was composed to be sung after a sermon delivered on the sudden death of the Rev. Dudley A. Tyng, a prominent Episcopalian clergyman, whose farewell words to his Christian brothers were, "Stand up for Jesus." Dudley Atkins Tyng was born Jan. 12, 1825, in a quiet parsonage in Prince George County, Virginia. His father, the Rev. Stephen H. Tyng, became Rector of St. George's Church, Philadelphia, in which parish Dudley passed his boyhood. He was a precocious scholar, able to read the Latin authors at the age of seven, and he entered the University of Pennsylvania at the age of fourteen. In 13o4, he became Rector of the Church of the Epiphany, Philadelphia. A very dear personal friend describes young Tyng as one of the noblest, bravest, manliest men he ever met ; not inferior in eloquence to hi< honoured father, and the acknowledged leader in a campaign for Christ that has become historical. One day, leaving his study for a moment, he went to the barn floor, where a mule was at work on a horse-power shelling corn. Patting him on the neck, the sleeve <>( his -ilk study-gown caught in the cogs of the wheel, and his arm was torn out by the roots. His death occurred in a few hour-. "My friends have Ltiven me up," he -aid to hifl physician, "they say that I am dying — is that your opinion?* 1 Lving an answer in tin- affirmative, he was then asked whether he had any message to hia brethren in the ministry. Addressing hi- father, he -aid, " Father, stand np for Je>u>. Tell them, let us all stand up tor Jesus." lie was buried amid the tearful grief of more than ten thousand people. The following Sunday, the author of this hymn. baying in mind the last message of the dying man. 291 NOTES -Xos. 43, 44. preached from the words " Stand therefore, having your loins girt about with truth, and having on the breastplate of righteousness ;" and it was in the way of preparing the sermon and furnishing a fitting close that he wrote the lines, Stand up, stand up for Jesus. The effect — associated as it was with the household name of Tyng — the life so saintly, the death so tragic — and the last words of one so honoured of God, — was overwhelming. All at once the hymn sprang into great popularity. It has been translated into German and Latin, and is now sung the world over. The author of Great Hymns of the Church, most eloquently says : " Strange that a short hymn, struck off' in an hour or two as a fitting peroration to a funeral sermon on a young minister who had come to a tragic end, should be so honoured as to cast all the author's other works into the shade. "What are all his other works — his sermons and pamphlets — compared to this martial song so hastily written, so strangely born ! When his other works are forgotten, when the walls of the grand churches to which he ministered for so many years shall have fallen, and his bones have mingled with the dust, this noble lyric, written in the white heat of a grand elate hour, shall be a power in the land, because fragrant with the name of Dudley Tyng, and still more with that Name which is above every name in heaven or on earth." George James Webb. Born in England. Removed to Boston, United States. Dr. Root in his " Recol- lections" says: "I was glad to take lessons from George James Webb, the best local teacher in Boston, an elegant organist, an accomplished musician, and a model Christian gentleman." HYMN No. 44. Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult. This hymn was written in 1853, by Mrs. Cecil Frances Alexander, the accomplished wife of the present Bishop of Deny. She was the daughter of Major John 292 NOTES — No. 44. Humphreys, of Strabane, Ireland; was born in 1823, and married in 1850 the Rev. William Alexander, D. D., consecrated Bishop of Derry in 1867. In 1848, she published Hymns for Little Children which has passed through many editions, and had an enormous sale. It contains the beautiful hymns " There is a green hill far away " and M Once in royal David's city." In an article on " Children's Hymns by Mrs. Alex- ander." the Rev. John Ellerton (himself an author of many excellent hymns, see Note 146) says: "The establishment of Sunday Schools doubtless brought a new demand for children's hymns. And now, as the spirit of hymnody began to awake in the English Church, and one singer after another arose to translate the words of the past, or to add new treasures to the ever-growing store of Church hymns, there arose a new demand for definite Church teaching in the songs put into the lips of our little ones, and the Church of England began to produce children's hymns of her own, conceived in the spirit of her Prayer Book and Catechism. Then came the successive parts of Neale's "Hymns for children"; Mrs. Leeson's ''Hymns and Scenes of Childhood,'' and a most excellent and useful, though rather unchildlike, book, " The Child's Chris- tian Year" to which Keble contributed, and in which appeared many of- Anstice's hymns, and some by Cardinal Newman's sister, Mrs. Mozeley. But none of these were all we wanted for our little ones. At last in 1848, amidst the storms of political revolution and social agitation, when a new tide of thought was Mow- ing full and strong into English religious life, in the year which saw Tennyson's splendid maturity in the " Prin," and Charles Kingsley's brilliant dawning in the "Saint's Tragedy." there came quietly and un- noticed into the Church, from the far North of In- land, a little hook signed by no name but the three modest initials " C. F. II." — a book which will live upon the lips of generations of children yet unborn, even of many who will perhapfl never care to read tYve 293 NOTES -No. 44. two other great poems ; and will put into the mouth of thousands of " babes and sucklings " the first notes of that praise which God will perfect on high. It is superfluous to praise "Hymns for Little Children" which must have sold by the million. Its true praise is in the thousands of little lips which daily utter such strains as "Now the dreary night is done," "All things bright and beautiful," "Once in royal David's city," " Do no sinful action," "There is a green hill far away," and many another. It was an excellent plan to make the hymns follow the order of the Church Catechism, upon which they are so good a commentary. The Hymns for Little Children were fol- lowed by the scarcely less beautiful Narrative Hymns on the Gospels; and these again by the Verses on subjects in the Old Testament, containing among others the " Burial of Moses," which the late Lord Houghton — no mean critic — pronounced to be the finest sacred lyric in the language. Before these were given to the world, Miss Humphreys had married Mr. Alexander, one of the two* Irish Deans who took the Church of England by storm at the York Church Congress, and who have now been long recognized as the two most eloquent preachers on the bench of Bishops. Mrs. Alexander's hymns, however, as is well known, are by no means all written for the little ones. Some of those best known and loved first appeared in the S. P. C. K. " Psalms and Hymns," 1850. Among these were "Jesus calls us ; o'er the tumult," " The roseate hues of early dawn," "The golden gates are lifted up." The beautiful " When wounded sore the stricken soul " is a little later. This hymn is understood to be her husband's favourite. See also When of old the Jewish mothers. 36. Do no sinful action. 59. There is a green hill far away. 75. *The other was Dr. Magee, late Archbishop of York, al that time Dean of Cork, 294 NOTES — Nos. 45, 46. The (/olden gates are lifted up. 89. Up in heaven, up in heaven. 90. Once in royal David's City. Carol 166. HYMN No. 45. Jesu meek and gentle. This hymn, an especial favourite among young peo- ple, was written in 1856 by the Rev. G. R. Prynne, Vicar of St. Peter's, Plymouth. The Most Reverend John Medley, D. D., Bishop of Fredericton and Metropolitan of the Ecclesiastical Province of Canada, was born in London, 1804. Graduated at Wadham College, Oxford, 1827. Suc- cessively curate of Southleigh, Devonshire; incum- bent of St. John, Truro ; Vicar of St. Thomas, Exeter ; was consecrated, in Lambeth Chapel, first Bishop of Fredericton, May 1, 1845. He is the composer of several Anthems, Te Deums, Hymn-tunes and Chants. HYMN No. 46. Nearer my God to Thee. This favorite hymn was written by Mrs. Sarah Flower Adams in 1840. She was born in Cambridge, England, in 1805, and was the younger of the two gifted daughters of Benjamin Flower, editor of The Cambridge Intelligencer. In 1834, she married William Bridges Adams, an eminent engineer, and a contributor to the best periodical literature. This hymn, with thirteen others, was furnished to Charles Fox's col- lection of Cl Ilynm> and Anthems" published in 1841. It has been translated into many languages, and has followed the triumphs of the Gospel in heathen lands. Its imagery embraces the associations of <>ne of the most Bublime and interesting religious experiences rded in the early Hebrew Scriptures — Jacob's vi>i'»n at Luz; his journey to l'adan-Aram. when he halted tor the night at Bethel, and falling asleep, with a stone for his pillow, dreamed that he saw a ladder let down from heaven t»> earth, with angels ascending 295 NOTES— Nos. 46, 47, 48. and descending upon it. This hymn almost literally reproduces this delightful incident of Scripture. Mrs. Adams' talented sister prematurely died of pulmonary consumption. The shock of separation proved too great, — her own health declined, and in 1849, at the age of 44, she, too, peacefully fell asleep. Among the many tunes written for this hymn, the editor regards " Kedron" as by far the best, though as yet but little known outside of the American church. The tune " Bethany" though more widely known, is less original, largely borrowing the air of "Oft in the stillv night." HYMN No. 47. There's a Friend for little children. Albert Midlane, born at Newport, Isle of Wight, 1825. This hymn first appeared in Good News for Little Ones, 1860. f Sir John Stainer, Mus. D., was born in 1840, and was educated in the choir of St. Paul's Cathedral, London. After serving successively as organist of St. Michael's College, Tenbury, and of Magdalene College, Oxford, he was appointed, in 1872, organist of St. Paul's Cathedral, a position he still holds. As a musician he deservedly holds a foremost place among modern com- posers, while as an organist he is much and justly admired. HYMN No. 48. Jesu lover of my soul. The Kev. Charles Wesley. See Note 22. . There is scarcely any hymn which, for wide useful- ness and acceptance can dispute the supremacy with this. Of itself it would have immortalized its author. What was the genesis of it? The story is that the poet, in his early evangelistic tours, was overtaken by a dreadful storm, when the courage of the seamen was tested to the last degree of endurance, and that, in the violence of the tempest, a bird seeking shelter made its way to the vessel labouring in the gale and alighted upon the breast of Wesley, utterly unable to hold out 296 NOTES — No. 48. any longer. To a nature so sympathetic, so full of pity and poetry, such an incident must at once have been both impressive and suggestive. The sight of such helplessness on the one hand, and such a storm on the other, could hardly help to bring before him the help- lessness of the sinner amid the storms of broken laws and crushing penalties, and, at the same time, the tenderness of Him who rides upon the storm and Whose love many waters cannot quench nor the floods drown. In his journal on the Atlantic passage, Wesley thus describes his spiritual conflicts and triumphs during a storm: "I knew I abode under the shadow of the Almighty. The storm was at its height. At four o'clock the ship made so much water, that the captain, finding it impossible otherwise to save her from >ink : in,"-, cut down the mizzen-mast. Towards morning the sea heard and obeyed the divine voice, 'Peace, be still.' My first business to-day — may it be the first business of all my days — was to offer up the sacrifice of praise and thanksgiving." This has been called a ''Sailor's Hymn" — for sailors have ever loved it. Wesley was at the time suffering from severe trials, and was feeling the need of a refuge in his own time of trouble, as mnch as the trembling- little bird did that nestled in his bosom. So he took up his pen and wrote the hymn: Jestij Lot* r of i n ij *<>\i I Ia * me to Thy bosom fly, While the nearer waters roll, While (hi ' still is high. The prayer grew into one of the most beautiful hymns in our language. Multitudes of people when in sorrow or danger have found comfort in the lines: All my trust on 1 ed; All mil help j rout The* [bring: ( over mydefi na less head With the shadow of Thy u NOTES- Nos. 48, 49. Thousands and millions have, in the acme of the storm of life, found its prayer just fitted to their needs, and with the words upon their lips have tested the blessedness of being received "into the haven," by the great Lover of souls. The wearing power of the hymn is wonderful. What a graceful hymn-writer, Chatterton Dix, calls the crucial test, it is to an eminent degree " singable." One of the most powerful thinkers and preachers of modern times once declared " That hymn will go on singing until the last trump brings forth the angel band, and then I think it will mount upon some lips to the very presence of God." The finely harmonized tune " Hollingside" was com- posed by the Kev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. . Jacob Blumenthal, born at Hamburg 1829. Studied at the Conservatoire in Paris. In 1848, betook up his residence in London, where he became pianist to the Queen. His musical compositions are brilliant and effective. HYMN No. 49. There is a happy land. How few of the myriads of children who have sung this hymn know anything of its author, who has but recently died at the ripe old age of 82, retaining to the last, in all its early freshness, his sympathy with children. Andrew Young was born in Edinburgh, 1807, Graduated at the University in 1830. For eleven years Head Master of the Middry School, and for thirteen years Head Master of Madras College, in the University of St. Andrews. This hymn was written in 1838, and has been trans- lated into nineteen different languages. Professor David Masson, recently referring to the unique influence of this lyric, stated a most touching incident in the life of Thackeray. Walking one day in a "slum" district of London, he suddenly came 298 NOTES — >'os. 49, 50, 51, 60. upon a band of gutter children sitting on the pave- ment. They were singing. Drawing nearer, he heard the words, "There is a happy land, far, far away." As he locked at the ragged choristers and their squalid surroundings, and saw that their pale faces were lit up with a thought which brought both forget fulness and hope, the tender-hearted cynic burst into tear-. The fine tune, "Happy Land," was written for it in 1864 by Samupl Sebastian Wesley, Mas. D., son of Samuel Wesley, a distinguished composer and organ- ist, and grandson of the Rev. Charles Wesley. He graduated Doctor of Music at the University of Oxford, 1839. Organist successively of the following Cathedral Churches — Hereford, Exeter, Winchester and Gloucester, which last post he held till his death in 1876. It has been said of him that M he was a man who supplied a connecting link between the old and new schools of English ecclesiastical music, and who displayed, both in his playingand in his composition.-, a very unusual amount of talent of a very high order, which will render his name permanent among those who have distinguished themselves in the annals of English musical history." HYMN No. 50. Come sing with holy gladr The Rev. J. J. Daniel, Rector of Langley Burrell. HYMN No. 51. ( aise your Lord ana Saviour, Bishop Walsham How. See Note 17. Thomas Morley. Set- Note 7. HYMN No. tiO. Lord 'Vlni word abtdeth. The Rev.Sir Henry IT. Bah B Note 9. "St. Cyprian:" The Rev. Richard J:. Chop was born in 1830. Graduated from Exeter College, Oxford, 299 NOTES — Nos. 60, 61. 1855. Vicar of St. Augustine's, Queen's Gate, Lon- don. Edited " The Hymnal," published by Mackensie, London ; " Carols for use in Church," and other works connected with Church music. HYMN No. 61. where are kings and empires now. This hymn was written by the Right Rev. Arthur Cleveland Coxe, at present Bishop of the Diocese of Western New York. Author of " Christian Ballads" The following is quoted from " Great Hymns of the Church" — though in connection with another hymn: " That was a remarkable utterance of Napoleon to his attendant during his exile on St. Helena, which, upon the authority of Canon Liddon of St. Paul's, London, who has recently investigated the facts, Ave are disposed to regard as reliable. What did Napoleon — now drawing near to the close of his mortal career, and feeling the shadow of the eternal world coming over his spirit — what did he say to this attendant ? " You speak of empires and power. Well, Alexander the Great, Julius Csesar, Charlemagne, and myself founded empires, but on what did we found them? Force. Christ founded His on love, and at this moment there are millions ready to die for Him. It was not one day, nor one generation that accomplished the triumph of religion in the world. No. It was a long war — a war for three centuries — a war begun by the Apostles and continued by successive generations. In this war all the kings and armies were on (me side, but on the other I see no army, no banner, no battering, but yet a mysterious power is there, working in the interests of Christianity — men secretly sustained here and there by a common faith in the great Unseen. I die before my time, and my body will be given to the earth as food for worms. But look at Christ, honoured and loved in every land. Look at ills kingdom rising over all other kingdoms. His life was not the life of a man — His death not that of a man, but of God"! 3OO NOTES -Xos. 61, 63. Such was the utterance of Xapoleon the Great in reference to Jesus Christ, and if he could speak in such terms then, more than fifty years ago, how much more now ! He was not blind to the " manifest destiny" of the Lord Jesus — to the fact that all things are hastening to one end — that all forces are gathering around their Lord. Behold what God hath wrought. In the first century there were live hundred thousand Christians ; in the second, two million Chris- tians; in the eighteenth, two hundred million Chris- tians; and in the nineteenth, before its close there will be, at a moderate calculation, three hundred mil- lion followers of Him who said to Peter, u Put up thy sword into its sheath." What a grand Recessional Hvmn as set to " Lam- beth - : HYMN No. 63. JuM as I a. m Without one Plea. Few hymns have obtained a wider acceptance "than those of Charlotte Elliott, born in 1789, at Brighton, England. This immortal hymn appeared in the first edition of her " Hours of Sorrow Cheered and Comfort- ed," 1836. For fourteen years (1 •?) she lived a very quiet and devoted life at Torquay. Many of her hymns were written in an arbour overlooking the beautiful bay. She never married, and filed at Brigh- ton in 1871," aged 82. See also My God, is any Hour so Sweet. II. My Godj my Father, wh\ . L0& Sir George J. Elvey was born at Canterbury in 1816., He became a pupil of lii> elder brother. Dr. Stephen Elvey, for 30 years organist of New College, Oxford. In 1838, and when only 22 year- of age, George Klvey appointed organist of St. 'a Chapel, Winci- Bor, and two year- later organist to the Queen, an honourable post he h**ld till his retirement in 188 period of 14 years. In l s 71 he received the honour NOTES— Nos. 64, 66, 69. of knighthood. He has been a very prolific composer of useful and effective anthems and other sacred com- positions. HYMN No# 64 . Jesu, from Thy throne on high. The Rev. Thomas Benson Pollock, born in 1836. is a distinguished graduate of Trinity College, Dublin, where he took the Vice-Chancellor's prize for Eng- lish verse, in 1855. He is well known as a scholar and author ; has published translations of JEschylus, Sophocles, etc. At present vicar of St. Alban's, Bir- mingham, and Archdeacon of Chester. Thomas Morley. See Note 7. HYMN No. 66. All glory, laud and honour. Theodulph, abbot of a Benedictine monastery at Florence, had been made Bishop of Orleans by the Emperor Charlemagne. His son and successor, Em- perof Louis, suspecting Theodulph of conspiring against the throne, deprived him of his see and cast him into prison at Metz. One Palm Sunday the Emperor, his court, and the clergy, went in solemn procession through the city of Metz to the Cathedral. While they were passing the prison, Theodulph, seated at the little dungeon window, sang this hymn, " Gloria, laus el honor P The emperor's attention was arrested, and, struck by the fervour of the hymn, he ordered the good bishop to be forthwith liberated and restored to his office. Ever since it has been sung in the Western Church on Palm Sunday. Melchior Teschner, Precentor at Fraustadt, Poseri, 1613, and subsequently Pastor of Oberprietscher, near Fraustadt. The Rev. John Mason Neale See Note 116. HYMN No. 69. Ilosanna, we sing, like the children dear. The Rev.G.S. Hodges, Vicar of Stubbings, Berkshire. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. I). See Note 1. 302 NOTES — Nos. 70, 71. HYMN No. 70. Bide on ! Bide on in majesty. The Rev. Henry Hart Milman was born in London, 179J. His father, Sir Francis Milman was physician to King George III. Educated at Oxford. Professor of Poetry at Oxford, 1821-1831. Rector of St. Mar- garet's and Canon of Westminster, 1835. Dean of St. Paul's in 1849. Among his numerous works both in poetry and prose, his most valuable Histories of Christianity, and History of the Jews, hold the first place. The beautiful, and, at the same time, scholarly language in which they were written, is a marked characteristic of his hymns also. Few hymns are finer than this for Palm Sundav. It first appeared in 1827. The tune "Majesty;' by Professor George W. Warren, is singularly appropriate, and needs only to be heard to be forthwith adopted as the tune for the words. Professor Warren has been for many years t he able and accomplished organist of St. Thomas' Church, New York City. HYMN No. 71. The Royal Banners Forward Go. The " VexUla Begin" was written about the year 580 A. I)., 200 years before the time of Charlemagne, and 700 years before the birth of the English language. It is therefore one of the oldest of mediaeval hymns. V( nantius Fortunatus. an Italian, whose birthplace is unknown, was in early life a citizen of Ravenna, from which place he was driven by the great invasion of the Lombards. lie passed into France, and became the fashionable poet of his time. Subsequently he de- voted his talent- to a holier object. He removed to Tours, was made Bishop of Poictiers, and died about the year 009. This world-famous- hymn, one of the grandest in the treasury of the Latin Chnrch, was composed on 3< >3 NOTES — Nos. 72, 73. occasion of the consecration of a church at Poictiers. It is therefore strictly and primarily a Processional Hymn, though, very naturally, afterwards adapted to Passion-tide. See also Hail! Festal Day ! for evermore adored. Carol 186. The Rev. John Mason Neale. See Note 116. HYMN No. 72. Uplift the Banner, let it Float. The Right Rev. George W. Doane, born at Trenton, New Jersey, U. S. A., in 1799. Successively assistant Trinity Parish, New York City ; Professor of Rhetoric, Trinity College, Hartford ; Rector of Trinity Church, Boston ; Bishop of New Jersey. Died 1859. He is author also of the popular hymn " Thou art the way ; to Thee alone From sin and death we flee." Bishop Doane did much to introduce Keble's Chris- tian Year to American readers (see note 13), enriching it with his own Annotations, 1834. His son, the Right Rev. William Croswell Doane, is at present Bishop of Albany. HYMN No. 73. And didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee. Jean lngelow was born in Boston, Lincolnshire, England, 1830. Her father, a banker, was a man of superior intellectual culture. She led a quiet, un- eventful life till Nov. 1863, when the publication of her " Poems " secured her immediate recognition as a poetess of high rank. Several of the poems in that volume, especially " Divided," " High Tide on the Coast of Lincolnshire " and the " Songs of Seven," have become widely admired. She has been a proline and popular writer of both poetry and prose, her poems alone having reached a sale of nearly 200,000 304 NOTES -Nos. 74, 75, 76. copies. Misslngelow now resides in London. She is a kind friend of the poor, and three times a week gives what she calls a "copyright dinner" to twelve needv persons just discharged from the hospitals. E. J. Hopkins, Mus. D. See Note 2. HYMN No. 74. I see, my Lord, the Poor, the Weak, the Lowly. The Rev. Ray Palmer. See Note 81. The Rev. Charles K. Hodge. See Note 83. HYMN No. 75. There is a green hill far away, Mrs. Alexander. See Note 44. Bishop Medley. See Note 45. HYMN No. 76. sacred Head, surrounded. Bernard of Claircaux. See Note 35. The Rev. Edward S. Medley, son of the Right Rev. John Medley, Lord Bishop of Fredericton, and Metro- politan of Canada, Precentor of Norwich Cathedral ; Canon and Precentor of Inverness Cathedral, at pres- ent Vicar of St. George's Church, Norwich. He has composed several fine Hymn-tunes, Anthems and Carols. His music is characterized by unfailing attractiveness in melody, depth and sympathy in ex- pression, and richness in harmony. Sigianond Thalberg, horn at Geneva l>iL > ; became known as a composer and pianist when only 16 years old. Made the tour of Germany L830; became famons at Paris, 18.')"). Afterwards made frequent tours in Prance, England, Germany and Russia. In 185 be gave concerts in all the large cities of the United Btates. Died. 1871,-jiged 59. Hi^ compositions ore numerous and greatly admired. 305 NOTES — Nos. 78, 79. HYMN No. 78. Saviour when in dust to Thee. The author of this plaintive Litany hymn — a hymn-prayer and one of the best of its kind — was Sir Robert Grant. Born in 1785 of an eminent Scotch family. He graduated at Cambridge with high honours in 1806 ; and became, successively, barrister, member of Parliament, Privy Councillor, and in 1834, Governor of Bombay, a position he held until his death in 183S. The Rev. (). Witherspoon, formerly Rector of St. Paul's Church, Cincinnati, Ohio, and a composer of several tine hymn-tunes. HYMN No. 79. Rock of Ages, cleft for me. This hymn, while open to serious literary criticism on the score of incongruous metaphors, is now pretty generally accorded the foremost place in our English hymnody. The editor of a leading magazine recently requested that lists be sent him of what his subscribers and readers considered the best hundred hymns in the language. The vote for '' Rock of Ages " stood 3.215 ; the next highest vote was o,204 for " Abide with Me." "The quickening and refreshing power of the hymn is due to the fact that it appeals to the native sense of guilt in every heart, and not only guilt, but guiltiness ; that is, the disposition to repeat, again and again, in yet darker forms, the sins of the past. This was the burden of the confessions of King David, St. Paul, St. Augustine, WyclifFe, Luther — in short, of humanity, saint and savage, in our best hours " To the wearied, fainting, despairing soul, the hymn points out a hiding-place — the shadow of a great Rock in a weary land — and that is why it is so popular. Augustus Montague Toplady was born at Farnham, Surrey, 1740. He was the son of Major Toplady, who 306 NOTES — Nos. 79, 80. died at the siege of Carthagena, soon after the child's birth. He was brought up under the loving care of a pious mother, and through life retained a deep and lasting sense of her kindness. Educated at Westmin- ster School and at Trinity College, Dublin, he took Holy Orders, and became Vicar of Broadhembury, a sequestered village amid the beautiful hills of East Devon. Here, by the banks of the Otter stream, and among the peaceful hills, he composed most of his spiritual songs. The moist air of Devonshire was thought to be injurious to his weak lungs, and, under medical advice, he removed to London in 1775, where for nearly three years he ministered and preached with remarkable success. It was evident, however, that the sword was too sharp for the scabbard ; his physical energies were being destroyed by the fiery ardour of soul that overtaxed them. In the midst of his labours he died at the early age of 37. The leading thoughts of the hymn are manifestly founded on Isaiah xxvi., 4 : "The Lord Jehovah is the Rock of Ages" ; and Exodus xxxiii., 22 : "I will put thee in a clift of the rock, and will cover thee with my hand while I pass by." This hymn was a great favourite w T ith the late Prince Consort, and afforded him, as it has so many countless others, much comfort in his dying hours. Richard Redhead, born at Harrow, Middlesex ; edu- cated at Magdalen College, Oxford. At present organist of St. Mary Magdalen Church, Paddington, London. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HYMN No. 80. /// the Gross of Christ I Glory. This triumphant song wa> written by Sir John Ron-ring, Born in Exeter, 17 ( ,)2. His linguistic ability was phenomenal. IK- acquired Spanish, Italian, Portuguese, German and Dutch by his own efforts, without aid of master, l>clore he reached the age of L 307 NOTES — No. 80. sixteen. To these he subsequently added a skilful knowledge of twenty-two languages. His acquire- ments seem little less than marvellous. Among his numerous translations from foreign poets, the magnifi- cent Oda Boy (Ode on God) of Derzhavin, the Russian Laureate (born 1743), claims the foremost place for felicity and power in its English dress. The ode con- sists of eleven verses. Of Sir John Bowring's trans- lation the first and last verses are herewith given as but partially representing one of the most perfect and sublime poems which can be found to-day upon the pages of anthology. The original is characterized by the translator as having been " written with a pen of fire." O Thou Eternal One ! Whose presence bright All space doth occupy, ail motion guide; Unchanged through time's all-devastating flight ; Thou only God ! There is no God beside ! Being above all beings ! Mighty One ! Whom none can comprehend and none explore; Who fill'st existence with Thyself alone: Embracing all — supporting — ruling o'er, — Being whom we call (jod — and know no more. * •* # * -* -5* O, thoughts ineffable ! O, visions blest ! Though worthless our conceptions all of Thee, Yet shall Thy shadowed image fill our breast, And waft its homage to Thy Deity. God ! thus alone my lowly thoughts can soar ; Thus seek Thy presence — Being wise and good ! Midst Thy vast works admire, obey, adore ; And when the tongue is eloquent no more, The soul shall speak in tears of gratitude. Bowring seems to have touched the very nerve centres of language and to have comprehended by a wonderful instinct the essence of the poet's thought. In 1835, he was elected to Parliament. In 1847, he became British Consul at Canton, and subsequently 308 NOTES — Nos. 80, 81. Minister Plenipotentiary to China, and Governor of Hong Kong. In 1854, he was Knighted; and from that date numerous decorations and orders were bestowed upon him. He died in 1872. On his tomb- stone is inscribed the first line of this hymn: In the Cross of Christ I Glory. Mr. Holma Hunts' great painting, and his master- piece, is called " The Shadow of Death ' It repre- sents Christ standing in a carpenter shop at Nazareth, dressed in the workman's garb of the times, looking up for a moment from His plain toil ; and as He stands there the departing sun looks in at the window, and, by a masterly conception of the artist, causes the shadow of a cross to form by the tools hanging on the wall, and to fall upon the shoulders of our Lord. There is no halo about His head, but the look of melting sadness in His face reveals the u Man of Sorrows." There is a revelation of Christ's sufferings. Even in the commencement of His ministry He was bearing the cross, and ever before Him, in His path- way, there was a shadow of death. See also God is Love; His Mercy Brightens. 29. Professor George F. Root was born at Sheffield, Mass., 1820. In 1852 he founded the Normal Mus- ical Institute, New York City. He has written many hymn-tunes. His cantatas have been very popular, especially "The Haymakers" and " Under the Palms," of which latter more than 30,000 copies have been sold in London alone. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HYMN No. 81. My Faith Looks up to Thee. The Rev. Ram Palmer, a Congregationalist minister, born at Little Corapton, Rhode [si and, 1808. Graduated at Vale College, l^:'.". Boon after 309 NOTES — Nos. 81, 83. graduation, this hymn was written. The author was in New York pursuing a theological course of study. He was in poor health at the time, which brought on a despondent state of mind. In explaining the genesis of the hymn he says: " I gave form to what I ielt, by writing, with little effort, the stanzas. I recollect I wrote them with very tender emotion, and ended the last line with tears." With the exception of Dr. Duffield's "Stand up, stand up for Jesus" (No. 43), it is the most widely circulated of American hymns. It has been translated into over twenty languages, in- cluding Arabic, Chinese, and Syriac. Lowell Mason, Mus. D., composer of the tune " Olivet," once said to its author : " You may live many years, Mr. Palmer, and do many good things, but I think you will be known best to posterity as the author of this hymn." See also / set my Lord, the Poor, the Weak, the Lowly. 74. Jesus, Thou Joy of Loving Hearts. (Translation.) 132. HYMN No. 83. Jesus, Jesus, Jesus. Miss Harriet McEwen Kimball was born in Poits- mouth, New Hampshire, and still resides in that pleasant old city by the sea. When a young woman, not far from twenty years of age, she had become already known locally for her sweet, tender, pathetic, almost mystical poems contributed to a local journal. As she grew in years her fame widened, and her poems took on the depth and richness of larger experience, until now she may be justly consideied to be the writer of some of the best American religious poetry. It has been well said of Miss Kimball that in her lyrical expression of devotional feeling she is without a peer among living writers. Clarence ttteadman forcibly says: " Miss Kimball's song is the natural utterance of the Poet, the Woman and the Saint." Bishop Huntington aptly writes : 3IO NOTES -Nos. 83, 84. " The sons and daughters of the Church will find in these poems a flavor, an accent and a spirit of Church life, Church thought, Church music, Church faith even when the subject is not ecclesiastic nor the language formally religious. " Miss Kimball is a philanthropist as well as a poet. It was largely through her inspiration and sympathetic efforts that the helpful, ihe indispensable Cottage Hospital of Portsmouth was opened and equipped. See also Ring sweet bells of Christendom. Carol 163. Christ is risen, Christ is risen. Carol 188. The Rev. Charles R. Hodge, Rector of Grace Church, New Lenox, Illinois. He has edited "Mission Hymns," containing hymn- especially appropriate for missions. As a musical composer he has to an unusual degree displayed a sympathetic accord with the par- ticular requirements of each hymn. HYMN No. 84. Thou from whom all Goodness Flows. The Rev. Thomas Han-els was born at Truro, Corn- wall, 1733. Graduated from Magdalen Hall, Oxford, !<•"»«. He began the study of medicine with a physi- cian in Truro, but possessing both ardent piety and brilliant oratory, he soon felt a calling to the ministry to be the more important. He took Holy ( kders, and was appointed curate of St. Mary Magdalen's Church, Oxford. From 1763 to the end of his life, a period of 57 years, lie was rector of Aldwinkle, Northampton- shire. This hymn first appeared in 1792, in his Qvrmina ChriMo, a collection containing 2oG original hymns. The word- "Remember me" were probably d by the words of the dying thief on the cross, " Lord, remember me.'* The author died at Bath, '. in his 89th year. ( >f his hymns he said : " They are such as my heart indited, and they speak of the things which I have believed concerning my God and King." NOTES — Nos. 85. 86. HYMN No. 85. According to Thy Gracious Word. This sacramental hymn appeared in 1825. It has attained great popularity, and is now regarded as one of our standard hymns. Its plaintive, tender thoughts recall to mind the spiritual aspirations of S. Bernard of Clairvaux. (See Note 35). James Montgomery was born in 1771, at Irvine, in Ayrshire. His father was a Moravian clergyman. Even as a boy Montgomery wrote much poetry in the form of hymns. At 23 years of age he became editor of the Sheffield Iris, a position he held for 31 years — a strange training for a hymn writer. In 1825 he gave up his newspaper and devoted himself to literature and hymn writing. His literary efforts were rewarded with a Government pension of £200 a year. From 1822 until his death in 1854 he enriched the hymnody of the Church universal with many admirable lyrics. How often we sing without thinking to whom we owe them : " Hail to the Lord's Anointed, Great David's greater son" u Go to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power." 11 Songs of praise the angels sang, Heaven with alleluias rang." " Spirit of the loving God, In all Thy plenitude of graced and the noble one, of world-wide popularity (see note 149 ) : "Forever with the Lord, Amen, so let it be." HYMN No. 86. The strife is o'er, the battle done. The Rev. Francis Pott, graduated at Brasenose College, Oxford, 1854. At present rector of Northill, Bedfordshire. 3 I2 NOTES — Nos. 86, 87. Sea also Angel voices ever singing. 130. Geo. W. Warren. See Xote 70. Giovan Pietro Pale&trina, a celebrated Italian, lorn IlL ^^strina, near Rome, 1524 : became Chapel-master fection «*hm^^^ J. f P er ; Rome, Feb. 2, 1594, aged ,! ?]' II" The Rev. Henry Francis Lyte. Sec Note 147. Sir John Qo$B) Mn-. I). Horn at Kan-ham, 1800. 315 NOTES — Nos. 100, 101, 103. He was brought up in the Chapel Royal, and after leaving the choir, he became a pupil of Thomas Atwood, under whose instruction he completed his musical education, and whom he also succeeded in 1838 as organist of St. Paul's Cathedral, London. His music has power and strength to a very marked de- gree, and is conspicuous for melodic beauly, and richly varied, while not too demonstrative, harmony. His works as a composer are of immense value as a guide to young writers. In 1872 he resigned his position at St. Paul's, and in the same year received the honour of knighthood. In 1876 lie was presented with the honorary degree of Doctor of Music by the University of Cambridge. He died in London in 1880, aged 80 years. HYMN No. 101. The Church's One Foundation. The Rev. Samuel J. Stone, born at Whit more rectory, Staffordshire, 1839. Graduated at Pembroke College, Oxford, 1862. Vicar of St. Paul's, Hagges- ton, London. Rector of All Hallows-on-the-\Vall. This is his best hymn, and first appeared in 1865 in his Lyra Fidelium, a series of twelve hymns on the Apostles' Creed. It was set to the sentence, "I believe in the Holy Catholic Church." S. Sebastian Wesley, Mus. D. See Note 49. HYMN No. 103. From Greenland's Icy Mountains. This world-renowned hymn — which has probably done as much to spread Christianity in heathen lands as all the sermons that have been preached on the subject — is generally regarded as the best missionary hymn ever written. The origin of the hymn is given in Bishop Heber's Memoirs. In 1819 a royal letter was issued, requesting that collections should be made in all the churches of England on behalf of the Society for the Propagation of the Gospel (" S. P. G."J 316 NOTES — No. 103. Reginald Heber y then Rector of Hodnet, was visiting his father-in-law, Dr. Shipley, Dean of St. Asaph and Rector of Wrexham. Half a dozen friends were gathered in the little Rectory parlour, on Saturday afternoon, when Dr. Shipley turned to Heber, knowing the ease with which he composed, and requested him to write some missionary lines, to be sung in the church the next morning, as he was going to preach on the subject of missions. Retiring to a corner of the room, with conversation going on around him, in a few minutes' time he had written the first three verses of the hymn. He read them to the Dean and his friends. "There, there, that will do very well," said Dr. Shipley. "No, the sense is not yet com- plete," replied Heber. He again retired for a few moments, and then returned with the noble bugle blast of the fourth verse, Waft, waft ye winds His story. The winds seem to have wafted Heber's song, and the rolling waters have borne it forth, till what was first sung in Wrexham Church — on Whitsunday morning, 1819 — now rises from human hearts and lips over three-quarters of the globe. See also Note 1. Henry Smart, an eminent organist and composer, was born in 1813, died 1879. He came of a very musical stock, his father having been a good violinist, and his uncle. Sir George Smart, having been well known as a conductor and teacher of music. He had intended to enter the law. hut, his musical proclivities proving irresistible, he soon devoted himself wholly to the " science of sweel Bounds," He composed operas and cantatas, Cathedral services in F, G and B flat, many part > extensively Bang \v:i- also o 1 / NOTES -Nos. 103, 104. composed at short notice and hurriedly. When the hymn reached America, a lady in Savannah, Georgia, was much impressed with the beauty of it, and was particularly anxious to find a tune suited to it. Un- able to find anything in her tune books that suited her taste, she chanced to remember that in a bank down the street was a young clerk who had a considerable reputation as a musician. She sent her son with the hymn to the clerk, with the request that he write a tune to fit it. In just half an hour the boy came back with the new-made tune, and the melody thus dashed off in hot haste is to-day sung all over the world. The young bank clerk was Lowell Mason. While a clerk at Savannah, Mason edited a book of Church music, which was published by the Handel and Haydn Society, Boston, 1822. He subsequently made Boston his home, and became President of the Handel and Haydn Society. He inaugurated the system of Musical Conventions now so common in America and England. HYMN No. 104. Oft in danger, oft in woe. Henry Kirke White was born at Nottingham, 1785. As a boy he gave indications of poetic genius, for when only 15 years old he gained a silver medal for a translation of Horace; and at nineteen, published a volume of his poems. In 1804, he entered Cambridge University, and there for two successive years he was easily first man of his class at the examinations. Excessive study, however, undermined his frail consti- tution, and in his third college year the tight-strung cord snapped; and in October, 1806, he sank into an early grave, at the age of 22. The above hymn was found after his decease scrib- bled on the back of a mathematical paper. Peter C. Edwards. Organist of Christ Church, New York City. Henrv J. (iauntlett, Mus. D. See Note 27. 318 NOTES — Xos. 105, 108. HYMN Xo. 105. Art thou Weary, art thou Languid. This hymn is a translation from the Greek of St. Stephen, the Sabaite. He was horn in 725 A. D., and when only 10 years old was placed in the Greek monastery of Mar Saba, situated in the wildest part of the wilderness of Judea, about ten miles from Jerusa- lem. The monastery stands, as it has stood for four- teen centuries, on a lofty cliff overhanging the valley of the Kedron. In this solitary retreat Stephen spent nearly GO years, dying in the monastery in the 70th year of his age. lie is called the Sabaite, a name ap- plied to every monk of Mar Saba. He was a man of saintly life and splendid scholarship, delighting much in the study of theolog\ and sacred song. We have nothing in advance of this hymn in the way of doctrinal statement in this our favoured day of clearer vision. We look in vain for any trace of error or superstition in it. Much of the charm of this hymn lies in it> dramatic character, presenting the truths which it is intended to convey in the form of question and answer, and therefore in clearer and sharper lines than in the ordinary didactic form. The Rev. John Mason Iseale. See Note 116. The well-know.i tune to which the above hymn i- usually sung was written by the Rev. Sir Henry \V. Baker (see Note in. and named "Stephanos," the Greek word for Stephen. HYMN No. 108. Upward where the Stars art Burning, The Rev. Horatius Bonar, whose hymns are among the sweet minor tones that are yearly growing in the love of the Church, was born in Edinburgh, 1808, and was educated at Edinburgh University. As minister of the Free Church of Scotland, he laboured succes- sively in Kelso, on Hie river Tweed, and in Edinburgh. lie died in 1889. II<- was (he author of several volumes 3*9 NOTES — Nos. 108, 111, 114. of sacred poetry, the best known of which is " Hymns of Faith and Hope." The following well known hymns were written by him : " A feiv more years shall roll" " Here, my Lord, 1 see Thee face to face." " The Church has waited long." " Thy way, not mine, Lord." See also Note 31. John Baptiste Calkin. Born in London, 1827. Organist and choir master at St. Thomas Church, Camden New Town, London, and a Fellow of the College of Organists. He has composed two Services, many Anthems, Hymn-tunes, and other music. HYMN No. 111. Father, whatever of earthly bliss. Miss Anne Steele was the daughter of the Rev. William Steele, an English Baptist minister in Hamp- shire. She met with an accident in childhood which made her an invalid for life. Her sufferings were great, but she bore them with calm resignation. Her departure, in 1778, was serene and happy. Wrinkled with sorrow, and worn with age, she at last realized a full answer to the burden of her life-long prayer : " Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend ; Thy presence through my journey shine, And crown my journey's end." Prof. Geo. W. Warren. See Note 70. Lowell Mason, Mus. D. " " 103. HYMN No. 114. There is a blessed home. The Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker. See Note 9. Sir John Stainer. See Note 47. 320 NOTES — Nos. 115, 116. HY>TN No. 115. Ten thousand times ten thousand. The Very Rev. Dean Alford. See Note 26. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HY3IN No. 116. (PARTS I., II., III. AND IV.) " The world is very evil." " Brief life is here our portion." "For thee, dear, dear country" "Jerusalem, the golden." The poetry of mediaeval hymns is essentially mystical, and expresses the most subtle range of adorn t ion, as though the writer lived in constant and close communion with the spiritual world. This mystic fervour of the mediaeval writings still shows its influence in the modern hymns of the English Church, which owes many of its sweetest songs of prayer and praise to this model. Bernard de Morlas, monk of Cluny, is not to be confounded with the great St. Bernard, his contem- porary, Abbott of Clairvaux. (See Note 35.) He lived during the first half of the 12th century. He was born at Morlaix, on the sea coast of Brittany, but of English parents. Five hundred miles from Mor- laix stood the well-known monastery of Cluny, which in the 12th century was at the very height of monas- tic reputation. Its splendid church, the most magnifi- cent in France, the fulness and exactness of its ritual, and the multitude of its brethren raised it to a pitch of fame which, perhaps, no other house ever attained. Ber- nard became one of its children, and spent the remainder of his life in the tranquil retreat. Not only was Bernard a contemporary of the great St. Bernard, but by a strange coincidence, De Contemptu M'undi, was composed at Cluny, while the saint was composing at Clairvaux the equally well-known sacred poem, Jubilus rhythmicus de nomine Jem. (See Hymn 35.) 321 - NOTES -No. 116. The two monasteries were only about 150 miles apart ; the two Bernards were, at the same time, each in his cloistered cell, singing the glories of the Celestial country ; and both departed to their rest about the middle of the 12th century. Of Bernard's five poems which have come down to us, the greatest Be Contemptu Mundi (the theme of which is the heavenly home-sickness, and contempt of the world) contains 3,000 lines in dactylic hexameter verse, each line consisting of three parts, and two of these parts rhyme with each other, while the lines themselves are in couplets of double rhyme. The poem commences thus: Hora noviss/m«,||tempora pessimal | sunt, vigilemws, Ecce minaciter||imminet arbtter||ille supreme. Imminet, immme£||et mala termme<||aequa coronet, Recta remunere2,||auxia libere£,||8ethera donet, Auferat a6pera||duraque pondera||mentes onustae, Sobria mum'a£,|j improba pum'a6,||utraque juste. Hours of the latest! times of the basest! our vigil before us ! Judgment eternal of Being supernal now hanging o'er us ! Evil to terminate, equity vindicate, cometh the Kingly ; Righteousness seeing, anxious hearts freeing, crowning each singly, Bearing life's weariness, tasting life's bitterness, life as it must be, The righteous retaining, sinners arraigning, judging all justly. This verse, so difficult that the English language is incapable of expressing it, is continued through the 3,000 lines of the poem. In his preface the monk avows the belief that nothing but the special inspir- ation of the Spirit of God enabled him to employ it through so long a poem. "I may assert," he says, " not in ostentation, but with humble confidence, that 322 NOTES -No. 116. if I had not received directly from on high the gift of inspiration and intelligence, I had not dared to attempt an enterprise so little accorded to the powers of the human mind." The opening of the poem glows with a description of the Heavenly Land more beautiful than ever before was wrought in verse. This a great scholar of our time (Archbishop Trench) has taken from the poem and brought within the reach and notice of the world. It has been rewoven also into simple English verse, and has received the appropriate name of "The Celestial Country." The translator of " The Celestial Country " was Dr. John Mason Neale, Warden of Sackville College, Sussex, England, the most successful translator of mediaeval hymns, and one of the most varied and voluminous writers of his time. Lays and Legends of the Church of England ; a Church History for Children ; a History of Greece ; a large num- ber of tales and hymns for children, and a most learned and elaborate commentary on the Book of Psalms, are included in the long catalogue of his works. John Mason Neale was born in London, 1818. Graduated at Cambridge, 1840, gaining for himself the unprecedented distinction of having taken the Seatonian prize on no less than eleven different occa- sions. He was indeed a marvellous scholar, qualified in every way, scholarship, sympathy, taste, admiration for ascetic life, to translate the Latin hymns of the mediaeval age. He entered the ministry of the Church of England, but on account of his extreme views as a Ritualist, was "inhibited" for 14 years, ;uid forbidden to exercise any ecclesiastical function. Struggling with poverty, he devoted himself to writing stories for children — stories which have had an immense ^ale, and which, in many respects, furnish a model for all who thus attempt to interest children, especially by dealing with historical tacts. These fourteen years of inhibition were not years of idleness or fmitlessness. 323 n~:tz--> 116. lie contrary irninff oat to be the Js hymn of Bernard?. He I - * ■ ihuomlion* to tt The Celestial Cbentry." Dr. ." - :r . . • * : . '. > ' :"::- : * -z~ v.r.^z- re- I - -: 1 _-r-l" 111 1 -in? that I look on these t -— 2-: : : . > - - _ .-"-_- - -" - _ .: _ ~* • ~ ~ — ' ~ ~ z- L 1" - -.-.- :_ -" -: :.-_r ;,-_ : :i- t pathetic of mediaeval |ill»i" — . . . - - _* . - -:_ ^- :-•! - ;:- -i z-r :: -^ rinre world on - •:'_• :i: - :_■..-_ i- ■ .:- BBDB. J. lie ueSBurOl - -- : :~ : ::- ...-'.—-. ike -..-:_'•• _> *::- -'r: - .: _n:_-:— :: -..I — . . . ' iindles in it a» warmly as when - - i - - .--- 1. — .: -'.r- ■ - - . -. - : _-- . -. : -. v.- '- - .- z - _:_ - sr - *— .- : :' ~ 1- ~ '-"- : . - ■ .- : . - ' : .;•=: '• • "..* — 'Z£ re- . ' -z'zzz ' -- ■• * ~ • I: It In .--.- — *" *1 "j '" "^.T-- 1. MM "' — — ■■ i ptrrr. *ri ■ rr rr»— Ic *r. F*=>wl yborf fcqpl tibg ■Mtwa BB - > o. 1X«- spile of all the errors and excesses of the time* could say in their solitude, "Truly our fellowship is with the Father and Hi* Son Jesus Christ." Where can we find a loftier form of piety, self-denial, pure cration, than in the two Bernards, whose now so much in fiwour ; or in Fenelon, Archbishop < Paris, a Roman Catholic in name, hut a Protestant in heart ; or Thomas a Becket whose blood was shed by :h~ L 5.7.1? .: :■,■:. :^<:..<.-'.". :.:':.r i.-.?,:-+:-:>~ ::' Z: j :-r_\ - oldest Cathedral : or Thomas a Kempk. whose wonder- ful book * Initiation of Christ.' after the lapse of three centuries, has still such a hold on Christendom; or Cardinal Newman, whose hymn l Lead, Kindly Light a so often guides our derations? Protestantism is not a narrow ecclesiasticism that can see nothing good be- yond its own pale, but a form of that broad charity that can recognize grace wherever it is found; a brother beneath the monk's cowl, or the soldier's uni- form, or the Quaker s quaint dress ; in short anyone that has learned to do the will of the Father. refuse to unite with the Roman Catholic church in their invocations, but not in theirpraises. We do not care about their forms, but we welcome their hymns. and sing as heartil v as they, * The world is very eviL" "Jerusalem the Golden,' ''Lead, Kindly Light f and what is no less interesting, our Protestant hymns are making their way to tkem and finding a place in iAt. iir collections, 'Jerusalem the Golden' is no longer a Roman Catholic hymn — ■ Rock of Ages,' no longer a Protestant hymn : so that in spite of ourservt - unite with the Roman Catholic and the Roman Catholic unites with us in those moments, rich in bless- ing, when we make our nearest approaches to God." The great Quaker statesman, William. Penn, once wrote : ** The humble, merciful, just and devout souls are everywhere of one religion, and when death has taken off the mask, they will know one another, though the roar here make them Strang NOTES — Nos. 116, 120. Part I. " Bernard." J. P. Holbrook. An Amer- ican composer. Part II. St. Alphege. H. J. Gauntlett, Mus. D. See Note 27. " Staines." Sir John Stainer. See Note 47. Part IIT. "Urb's Sion." The Rev. C. J. Ridsdale. Incumbent of St. Peter's Church, Folkestone. 11 Ewing." Alexander Ewing, born 1830. Educated at Mareschal College, Aberdeen ; is a Paymaster in the army. This tune has been sometimes erroneously ascribed to the composer's cousin, the late Dr. Ewing, Bishop of Arygll. HYMN No. 130. Jerusalem, my Happy Home. This " prison-hymn " was written in the Tower of London, during the reign of Queen Elizabeth. It has been the source of much discussion, and has a strange history. In the British Museum is a thin quarto volume, numbered 15,225, with the name " Queen Elizabeth" lettered on the back. It contains several pieces of sacred poetry, evidently written by Roman Catholics. The above hymn is found among them with the heading, " A song by F. B. P. to the tune of Diana." The best authorities in English hymnology have almost unanimously concluded that the initials stand for Francis Baker, Priest — F. B. P. — a Roman Catholic who suffered persecution in Queen Elizabeth's time. It is also generally thought that the sacred song by F. B. P. is a rendering of some old hymn, believed to date from the 8th or 9th cen- tury, of which the original text and author are un- known. Nor is it known who is the author of this favourite adaptation of Baker's hymn, which con- tained 26 stanzas. This adaptation first appeared in 1801, in the Eckington Collection of Hymns. The Rev. James Boden, one of its compilers, was himself a hymn-writer, and it is possible that he made the 326 NOTES — Nos. 120, 123, 123. present very beautiful version, found in almost all modern hvmnals. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Xote 1. HYMN No. 122. All Hail the Power of Jesus 1 Name. This jubilant hymn, which has become one of the grandest, as well as one of the most familiar tones of the church, was written in 1779, by the Rev. Edward Perronet, son of the Rev. Vincent Perronet, Vicar of Shoreham, Kent. In 1746, Edward, a close friend of Charles Wesley, was preaching in the Methodist con- nexion. Later he was one of the preachers ap- pointed under the patronage of the Countess of Huntingdon. In 1755, when the question of separa- tion from the Church of England came up, Perronet favoured, while the Wesley brothers strenuously op- posed, the measure. Perronet severed his connection from the Church, and became pastor of a small con- gregation of Dissenters at Canterburv, where he died in 1792. This hymn is founded on the latter part of Revelation xix.: "On His head were many crowns and on His vesture and on His thigh a name written, King of kings, and Lord of lords." The tune u Miles Lane" was composed in the organ gallery of Canterbury Cathedral by William Shrubsole, organist of Spafields Chapel, London. Oliver Holden, composer of "Coronation," wa> a music teacher. Born at Charlestown, Mass., 1765. Died 1844. HYMX No 123# Grown Him with many crowns. This hymn, likewise founded on the latter part of it inn xix., was written by Matthew Bridges*, born at Maldon, Essex, 1800. In 184* he became a Roman Catholic. The above appeared in 1852 in a small work of his called The Passion of Je, Once more the ancient cry of " Larg ess" is, as it were, revived. But now it is largess for the poor, beloved by God; it is largess for the suffering ones, who watch in pain; it is largess for Borne and For- eign Missions, that all may Tie safely gathered in to the great final Harvest."' HYMN No. 129. Eternal Father, strong to sm William Whiting was born at Kensington, London, 1825, and educated at Clapham and Winchester. A: the time of his death, in 187S, he had for many years been Master of Winchester College Choristers' School. This hymn has been widely circulated in seaport towns, and has been an especial favourite on Sunday evening at the close of the services of the day, when Christian families have rang it a- a prayer fur absent members of the household whose calling i< on the great waters. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. 1). Sir Note 1. 329 NOTES -Nos. 130, 132, 133, 134, 135. HYMN No. 130. Angel voices ever singing. The author of this meritorious hymn is the Rev. Francis Pott, graduated at Brasenose College, Ox- ford, 1854. At present incumbent of Northill, Biggleswade, Bedfordshire. The hymn is from his collection entitled, Hymns fitted to the Order of Common Prayer, 1861. Sir Arthur Sullivan, Mus. D, See Note 40. HYMN No. 132. Jesu, Thou joy of loving hearts. This most excellent translation, rendered by the Rev. Ray Palmer, in 1833, is a portion of St. Bernard's " Jubilee Rhythm" : Jesu, dtdcedo cordium Fons vivus, lumen mentiurn. See Notes 35 and 81. HYMN No. 133. Shine Thou upon us Lord. The Rev. John Ellerton. See Note 140. HYMN No. 134. Frances Ridley Havergal. See Note 87. HYMN No. 135. still in accents sweet and strong. The Rev. Samuel Longfellow is a brother of the de- ceased poet, Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, and a Unitarian clergyman. Born at Portland, Maine, 1819. Graduated at Harvard University, Cambridge, 1839. He has laboured faithfully to advance the hymnology of his denomination by opposing all chilling rationalism. It is the highest testimony 330 NOTES- Nos. 135, 136, 13?, 138. that could be paid to, *>'** religious devotion as a writer that ^'^ ilVrans " ave not °een deemed mcon- r _ r ,... ,„is or inconsistent in recent collections made for Trinitarian churches. See also Again as evening s shadow falls. 144. Alexander R. Reinagle } born at Brighton, England, 17 ( .* ( .i. Late organist of St. PeterVin-the-East, Ox- ford. HYMN No. 136. The hours of day are over. The Rev. John E Her ton. See Note 14<*>. HYMN No. 137. Hushed vxls the evening hymn. The Rev. James D. Burns, minister of the Free Kirk, Dumblane. Sir Arthur Sullivan, Mus. D. See Note 40. HYMN No. 138. The day is past and over. Anatolius was raised to be Patriarch of Constanti- nople in 4o0, A. D., and after governing the Eastern Church for eight years, with firmness and wisdom, he departed to his rest in 458, A. D. His hymns are full of life and beauty, and it is matter of deep regret that they are not more numerous. His sacred songs mark a new era in the Greek hynmology. The original of the above Greek hymn is still sung throughout the Isles of Greece. Jn Dr. Neale's inter- esting account of it, he says: "This little hymn is a great favourite in the Greek Lsles. It is to the scatter- ed hamlets of Chios and Mitylene what Bishop Ken's evening hymn (All Praise to Thee my God this Night is to the villages <>!' <>ur own land.'* Arthur H. Brown. See Note 30, 33i NOTES — Nos. 139, 140, 141. H*i*in *r 0# i39 # Now the day is over. The Kev. Sabine Baring-Gould. See Note 42. Joseph Barnby, Mus. D. See Note 6. HYMN No. 140. The radiant morn hath passed away. The Rev. Godfrey Thring. See Note 94. The Rev. Edward S. Medley. See Note 76. HYMN No. 141. Lead, kindly Light. John Henry Newman was born in London, 1801. Graduated at Trinity College, Oxford, in 1820, taking classical honours. In 1828 he accepted the incumbency of S. Mary's, Oxford, with the outlying chaplaincy of Littlemore. He took a leading part in what is known as " The Tractarian Movement," and in the publication of the " Tracts for the Times," con- tributing the final Tract No. 90, which brought down a severe censure from the University authorities as practically annulling the broad lines of demarcation between the English and Roman Catholic churches. He seceded from the Established Church in 1845 (12 years after this hymn was written), was received into the Roman Communion, and appointed head of the Oratory of St. Philip Neri, at Birmingham. In 1858 he established a school for the sons of Roman Catholic gentry at Edgbaston, near Birmingham, and there for 32 years he led the life of a mystic and a recluse. On August 11, 1890, after an illness of only three days, at 90 years of age, in the obscurity of his almost private home, he quietlv passed away. His merits as a man of lette:s have seldom been exaggerated. He possessed a genuine, though little exercised, poetic gift. A great and keen controver- sialist, he made few personal enemies. His life was 332 NOTES — No. 141. pure and noble, untouched by worldliness, unsoured by any trace of fanaticism. Once more the world is reminded of the degree in which respect and love still attach to the saintly life when it is connected with one or another kind of intellectual leadership. This hymn, " Lead, Kindly Light,'' is the gem of his poetic writings. In 1832, a religious change was coming over New man. Doubt and gloom hung before him. He gave up his college duties, he tells as, and went to the Con- tinent with his friend, Richard Hurrell Froude. It wa> during that absence from home that the tendencies towards Roman Catholicism, which he had already manifested, seem to have firmly fixed themselves, as permanent principles, in his mind. In the spring months of the next year, 1833, while travelling in Sicily, he became very ill with malarial fever. En- feebled in body, and worried about Church affairs, he says : " I was aching to get home, and yet for want of a vessel was kept at Palermo fur three weeks. At last I got off in an orange boat hound for Marseilles. We were becalmed a whole week in the Straits of Boni- facio. There it was that I wrote the lines Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Lead Thou me on, The night is dark and I am far from home, Lead 1 hon me on." No one can read the lines and fail to see how much the writer was effected by the religious circumstances in which he was placed. In 1836, the hymn was pub- lished in Lyra Apostolica, under the title "The Pillar of the Cloud," with the motto text "Unto the godly there ariseth up light in the darkness," and with the note " At sea, June 16, 1*33." (See Newman's Apologia pro Vita Sua, pp. 35-119.) Newman had not been brought up as a Churchman, his earliest training having been Presbyterian. When the Church seemed to Jje threatened by the events of 1828-33, his soul was exceedingly disturbed, for be 333 NOTES — No. 141, had embraced her creed with all the ardour of a con- vert. One feels that this hymn is a true reflection of Newman's life then, and perhaps, too, during the years when, misunderstanding and misunderstood, he seemed to tind nothing in the present or future of the Church but darkness and increasing darkness. Of course there is firm belief in Him, the Head of the Church, Who is all Light — if he has it not at least his Guide has it for him, he will try to follow as He leads, on to the morning of everlasting day. For life in this world is just now night to him. It was his over- shadowing anxiety, almost despondency for the Church which induced him, in the little becalmed ship, to consider the time of this mortal life dark night — surely an unhealthy and an unscriptural senti- ment. What we teach, and what we must therefore sing, is that we are children of u the light, and of the day," that this is our daytime now, that, as our Lord puts it, the night (of death) cometh when no man can work. Still the beautiful hymn, " Lead, Kindly Light," is of value to the Church for its poetry and its pathos, even though it might quite properly be placed in collections for private use. For times of depression and darkness come to nearly all of us, and this is just the cry which the heart bowed down would use at such times of anxious and sacred communion. The Church requires hymns as well as prayers " for all sorts and conditions of men," and this is one of the good things Newman gave her, when, as Mr. Gladstone says, he stopped at the Church on his way from Clap- ham to Rome. In reading or singing this hymn many are puzzled as to the correct interpretation of its last lines: And with the morn those angel faces smile, Which I have loved long since and lost awhile. The general and popular interpretation is that held by Catherine, wife of the late Archbishop Tait, who had these two lines inscribed by her desire on the frame of Grispine's picture of the children lost at 334 NOTES -Nos. 141, 142. Carlisle. The question raised by theologians and hymnologists is this: Does the "angel faces" have an objective or subjective reference — to lost friends gone on before, or to lost early religious impressions, to theological beliefs that were as "angel faces" ? In Oldcastle's "Cardinal Newman, icith JS'otes on the Oxford Movement and Its Men" there is a chap- ter entitled "The Letters of Half a Lifetime." In writing to Mr. Greenhill, January 18, 1879, in refer- ence to a question on the meaning of some expres- sions in the hymn "Lead, kindly Light," the Cardinal replies: "I may plead that I am not bound to remem- ber my own meaning (whatever it was) at the end of almost fifty years. Anyhow, there must be a statute of limitation for writers of verse, or it would be quite a tyranny if, in an art which is the expression, not of truth, but of imagination and sentiment, one were obliged to be ready for examination on the transient state of mind which came upon one when home-sick or sea -sick, or in any other way sensitive or excited." In considering the influence of a prominent hymn, it is well not to lose sight of the fact that it is very much the tune to which the hymn is set that pro- duces the marked effect upon the people. It was a graceful and well-merited tribute when the Rev. Dr. Dykes (the composer of " Lux Benigna " ) referred in Cardinal Newman's presence to the wide-spread popu- larity of the famous hymn, and the Cardinal quietly observed, "Yes, Dr. Dykes, you have made it what it is in the Church by your setting of it." It may be doubtful whether many of the favorite hymns do not owe their popularity to the same cause — good tunes. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HYMN No. 142. All praise to Thee, my (rod, this night. Thomas Ken was born in 1637 at Berkhampstead, Hertford. Having early lost his parents, hi< edu- cation was at tirst directed by hi^ sister Ann, whu 335 NOTES — Nos. 142. afterward became the wife of Izaak Walton, author of " The Complete Angler." At 13 years of age he was sent to Winchester College, and five years later entered Oxford. In 1666, Ken, who never married, was elected to a Fellowship in the College of Winchester, and forthwith he manifested great interest in the spiritual improvement of the scholars. In the next year he became Rector of Brighstone, in the Isle of Wight. In 1674, he published a small book entitled A Manual of Prayers, designed primarily for the use of Winchester scholars. A quarter of a century after- wards he appended to this manual his well-known Morning, Midnight and Evening Hymns. It is thought that the hymns were known many years before they were embodied in the manual, and that on broad sheets they were hung against the wall in the sleeping apartments of the Winchester scholars. After many changes and preferments Ken was made Chaplain to King Charles II., and attended that un- happy monarch in his dying hours. In 1684, he was created Bishop of Bath and Wells, but seven years afterward was deprived of his See, after being com- mitted to the Tower of London, because he refused to read the "Declaration of Indulgence" introduced by King James II. In 1704, he received a pension of £200 a year from Queen Anne, and retired to Longleat in Wiltshire, where, after many years of suffering, he died in 1711. " I die," he said, " in the Communion of the Church of England as it stands distinguished from all Papal and Puritan innovations, and as it adheres to the doctrine of the Cross." In accordance with the Bishop's dying request, he was buried in the early morning at Frome " under the East window of the chancel, just at sunrise." It is said that just as the day dawned on his new-made grave, and the- sun began to light up the brightening horizon, his friends burst out into the beautiful words of his own never-dying morning hymn Awake my soul and with the sun. 336 NOTES— Nob, 142. "The moral character of Ken/- says Maeaulay, u when impartially reviewed, sustains a comparison with any in ecclesiastical history, and seems to ap- proach, as near as human infirmity permits, to the ideal of Christian perfection.'' Bishop Ken made large contributions to theology, both in prose ana poetry, but his fame rests chiefly on hi> three great hymns. They have lost none of their quickening and refreshing powers during the centuries that have passed since they first were given to the Church. Probably no hymn has been more frequently sung during these last 200 years than this evening- hymn Ad praise to Thee, my God, this night. There is probably no other verse in the world that is sung so often as that closing Doxology — itself a master piece — "Praise God from whom all blessin< Each of his hymns closed with this immortal i ology. Thomas TallU was born in the year lo2<». < Organist of the Chapel Koyal in the reign of Queen Elizabeth. Died in logo and was buried in the parish church of Greenwich. Tallis may be regarded a> the found' the School of English Church composers. II< is well known by hi^ Responses; he wrote a _ eat many Anthem-, some of which are sung to this day. His works are distinguished for gravity of style, exquisite surprises of harmony, and masterly contexture of the parts. This tune u Oanon ,s is more than the usual hymn-tune. It i> written in the form which denotes in music that one part a melody which is imitated, note for note, by another part. starting a few bents later. This hymn-tune well illustrates the truth that the merit of a composition not depend alone^on the beauty of the melody, but upon the manner in which it i< constructed. NOTES — Nos. 143, 146, 147. HYMN No. 143. Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear. The Rev. John Keble. See Note 13. Sir Herbert Oakeley, Mus. D., born at Ealing, Middlesex, 1830. Educated at Rugby School, and at Christ Church, Oxford. Completed his musical studies at Dresden and Leipzig. In 1865 Professor of Music in the University of Edinburgh, which lias since been the principal scene of his labours. Re- ceived the honour of knighthood in 1876. His lec- tures, concerts and organ recitals have done much to advance the study and appreciation of classical music. HYMN No. 146. Saviour. Again to Thy Dear Name we Raise. This beautiful evening hymn is from the pen of the Rev. John Ellerton, born in London, 1826, a graduate of Trinity College, Cambridge, 1849, and now Rector of White Roding, Essex. He has written many excellent hymns, which are found in all the leading Church hymnals. This hymn was originally written for a Festival of Parochial Choirs, held at Nantwich in 1866. See also Shine Thou upon us, Lord. 133. The hours of day are over. 136. The Lord be with us as we bend. 145. E. J. Hopkins, Mus. D. See Note 2. The Rev. J. B. Dykes, Mus. D. See Note 1. HYMN No. 147. Abide with me, fast fdls the eventide. This exquisite hymn — by many considered to be the most perfect in our language, second only to "Rock of Ages" in point of world-wide popularity — was written, under peculiarly sad and pathetic circum- 33s NOTES — No. 147. stances, by the Rev. Henry Francis Lyte, born of Eng- lish parentage, near Kelso, Scotland, in 1793. lie early lost his father, Captain Thomas Lyte, an officer in the Royal army, and, not long afterward, his pious mother. He was admitted to Trinity College, Dublin, in 1812. And though in consequence of straitened circumstances he had to struggle hard to act through the University, yet he rose to distinction us a student, and three times won the prize for the be>t English poetry, the money thus gained being an important addition to his meagre finances. He had intended the practice of medicine, but on his graduation we find him taking Holy Orders in the Church of Eng- land. In 1823, when 30 years of age, he was ap- pointed perpetual curate of Lower Brixham, Devon, where for about a quarter of a century he and his devoted wife laboured amongst the rough sea-faring population. Here he carried on his blessed work, caring both for the bodies and the souls of men, preaching the Word, administering the Sacraments, and making hymns — hymns for the children of his Hock, hymns for the hardy fishermen, hymns for suf- ferers like himself. For he was a life-long sufferer — early poverty; personal suffering from ill health; pastoral difficulty and discouragement, for his parish had been subjected to all the corrupting influences peculiar to the neighborhood of naval and military forces during the French war. In the autumn of 1847, the increasing weakne>> of his constitution demanded change and repose, and his medical advisers accordingly urged him to pass the coming winter in a more genial clime. Concerning this command lie wrote to a friend : " I am meditating flight again to the South. The little faithful robin is every morning at ray window, Bweetly warning me that autumn 'hours are at hand. The Bwallows are preparing for flight, and inviting me to accompany them; and yet, alas! while I talk of flying, 1 amjust able to crawl, and often ask myself whether I shall be M 339 NOTES — No. 147. able to leave England at all." Before taking his journey he resolved to meet his people once more, ad- minister to them the Holy Communion, and say some parting words. With wasted frame and hectic flush, he spoke with deep earnestness. His voice was heard for the last time in the pulpit. With much difficulty he dispensed the sacred elements to his sorrowing Communicants. Exhausted with the effort he was led from the Sanctuary, and laid down on his couch in the quiet cottage home. There the weary minister — with the shadows of the long night gathering about him — anticipating the change that was coming over his mortal body — spent the evening of that memor- able day writing this hymn, and thereupon handed the manuscript to a dear relative. Not long afterward he left his home for the South of France. On reaching Nice his bodily weakness became so extreme that his loving friends saw the end was at hand. Sinking to rest, he pointed upward, whispering, " Peace, Joy." The face brightened ; the eye of faith piercing through the gloom, seemed to scan the increasing brightness on the celestial horizon. He manifestly realized the triumphant meaning of his own never-dying words, Heaven 's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee. And so this man of high culture, this gifted seer, died — after having a most remarkable answer given to the following prayer, which occurs in his poem on " Declining Days " : " Thou, Whose touch can lend Life to the dead, Thy quickening grace supply: And grant me, swan-like, my last breath to spend In song that may not die." The hymn " Abide with me" is such a song; it will never die. It will be sung "until the day break and the shadows flee away." This precious hymn will ever teach a great lesson. In the words of an eloquent hvmnologist, " It will help us in our life of faith — 340 NOTES— Nos. 147, 148. help us to realize the presence of the Master when all around is dark — help us in the evening of our little day — help us by speaking of a Companion ever near, when lover and friend are removed into darkness, and when the spirit, weary with the battle of life, is about to pass away into that sphere where the sun shall no more go down, and where the days of our mourning shall be ended." See also Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven. No. 100. W. H. Monk, Mus. D. See Note 39. HYMN No. 148. Still; still with Thee. Harriet Beecher Slowe, the foremost woman-writer of America, with gifts " of the Walter Scott pattern," was born in the parsonage at Litchfield, Connecticut, June 14, 1811. She was the seventh child of the wide-awake, bright, healthful, happy children in that family, in all numbering twelve, of whom eight became authors. At the age of fifteen she w r as associ- ated with her talented sister, Catherine, in a girl's seminary at Hartford ; at twenty-one she became the wife of Professor Stowe ; at forty-one she wrote Uncle Tom's Cabin, and almost at once took the place she now occupies in literature, for, however admirable some of her later books, that was the one that made her famous. This novel has been translated into nineteen different tongues. It is, indeed, popular all over the world. As Dr. Oliver Wendell Holmes read, at the garden party in honour of Mrs. Stowe's seventieth birthday : " Briton and Frenchman, Swede and Dane, Turk, Spaniard, Tartar of Ukraine, Hidalgo, Cossack, Cadi, High Dutchman and Low Dutchman, too, The Russian serf, the Polish Jew, Arab, Armenian and Mantchoo Would shout, ' We know the lady ! ' 341 NOTES— Nos. 148, 149. From the long catalogue of her writings the follow- ing are mentioned as especially interesting and popular : The Ministers Wooing. Oldtown Folks. My Wife and I. We and Our Neighbors. Little Foxes. Queer Little People. Palmetto Leaves (Florida Sketches). Mrs. Stowe's winter home is in Mandarin. Florida, her other in Hartford, where, to a recent visitor and magazine writer, she appealed u a very quiet little lady, plainly attired, — the wife, the mother, the grand- mother, living in her domestic interests rather than the woman distinguished in national history and lit- erature." William H. Gerrish was born in New York city in 1837 ; has resided in Boston since 1854. He was organist and director of music of Christ Church, Fitchburg, Mass., for twenty years. He has done much fine, musicianly writing for the Church; Anthems, Te Deums, &c, and for male voices, the latter particularly in connection with Masonic work, of which he is one of the best living musical inter- preters. HYMN No. 149. Forever with the Lord. This noble hymn, of world-wide popularity, was written by James Montgomery in 1835. (See Note 85.) It is full of ardent aspirations for the Better Land, akin to the earnest longings of Bernard of Cluny for the Celestial Country. (See Note 116.) The lines Yet nightly pitch my moving tent, A day's march nearer home, have been aptly called " a watchword of the Church Militant." 342 NOTES -No. 151. HYMN No. 151. For Thy mercy and Thy grcu The Rev. Henry Doicnton, author of this beautiful hymn for New Year's eve, graduated at Cambridge in 1840. For many years he was Incumbent of St. John's, Chatham, and subsequently British Chaplain at Geneva. He is now rector of Hopton, Suffolk. This hymn first appeared in 1843, in the Church of England Magazine. Louis Moreau Gottschalk, born at New Orleans, 1829, of German- Jewish-French extraction. A com- poser and pianist of surpassing merit. He died sud- denly at Rio de Janeiro, in 1869, at the height of his reputation. o-fj> CAROLS. The carol (French, Noel) is a hymn or canticle of a light, joyous character, first introduced in the early middle ages, and sung in honour of the Nativity of our Lord. It was first cultivated either in France or Burgundy, and commonly sung there in very ancient times. In his Pr* face to " Christmas Carols/' the Rev. Henry R. Bramley says: "The original source of the word is probably to be sought in the Greek Koros, our * chorus,' and also l choir'; at first a dance in a ring, then a band of dancers who likewise sang ; now a company of singers, or their united strains. The modern word seems to come from the mediaeval Latin coraula. At first it signified a dance in a round with singing, and then a festive song. In its modern ac- ceptation it may perhaps be defined as a sacred ballad." This derivation seems to be the most satis- factory, and to be supported by the latest and best authorities, including Professor Max Muller. "Among the natives of Northern Europe especially, the Feast of the Nativity of our Lord has always been marked by an amount of public and secular observ- ance which has not been accorded to the more ancient and august solemnities of Easter, Ascension, and Pentecost." The recurrence of the Yule-tide was in England always welcomed with great rejoicings, and as a natural consequence the Christmas has obtained a firm hold upon the inmost affections of the people. The old English carols, verse and melody, have been perpetu- ated for the most part by the process of tradition alone, and without any artistic adornments whatever. Among the most famous are the "Boar's Head Carol," yet popular in Oxford, and that fine old melody sung to "God rest ye, Merrie Gentlemen." Modern carols follow, for the most part, the type of the ordinary part-song, in which, in nearly all cases (at least with 344 NOTES— Nos. 153, 157. Sunday schools) the singers take only the melody, leaving the other three voices to be tilled out by the organ. CAROL No. 155. There's a song in the air. Josiah G. Holland, born in Massachusetts, l\ S. A., 1819. Practised medicine for three years. After- wards devoted himself to journalistic and literary labours. For many years he was a public lecturer on social and literary topics. Under the nom de plume of Timothy Titcomb he was the author of many interest- ing volumes, among which are the following: "Gold Foil," " Bitter Sweet," "Miss Gilbert's Career," "Kathrina," and "Arthur Bonnicastle." A complete edition of his poems has been published under the title "Garnered Sheaves." CAROL No. 157. 0, little town of Bethlehem. This lovely carol — a poetic gem — was written in the year 1865 by the Bey. Phillips Brooks; born in Boston, Mass., Dec. 13, 1835. Graduated at Har- vard University, 1855. After spending four years in the Episcopal Theological School at Alexandria, Vir- ginia, he became assistant for a year to the Rev. Alexander H. Vinton, Rector of the large, wealthy and important Church of the Advent in Philadel- phia. 1860-69 he was Rector of the Church of the Holy Trinity, Philadelphia. 1869-1891 Rector of Trinity Church, Boston. Oct. 14, 1891, consecrated Bishop of Massachusetts. He is a man of unique and splendid abilities. As a Bishop, his diocese of hearts extends far beyond the ecclesiastical limits of the See of Massachusetts. As a preacher bis lame i< world-wide. Archdeacon Farrar asserts that his equal as a preacher is not to be found in England. The eminent Congregational ist, Rev. Lv- man Abbott, terms him "the greatest living preacher of his church, and of bis country, if not of Protestant- 3-45 NOTES— Nos. 157, 161. 167, ism, and even of Christendom." He is one of the very few whose published sermons have made accept- able books. His habits of intellectual life are known to but very few. When or how he studies no one seems to know. The Rev. Lyman Abbott, one of his warm personal friends, says of him in regard to this matter: u He seems to me to be one of the few men in America who thinks more than he reads and meditates more than he studies. I suspect that he has fathomed the secret of Luther's declaration, 'To study is to pray. 1 " The personal character of the man may be aptly described in the words of his own sermon preached soon after the assassination of the lamented President Lincoln: "The greatness of real goodness and the goodness of real greatness." While possessing the force and fire of the prophet — for he is a 19th century prophet — he shows at times — a gift too rarely used — the subtle insight and melodic rhythm of the true poet. CAROL No. 161. The Rev, Frederick W. Farrar. Born at Bombay, 1831. Graduated at Trinity College, Cambridge, 1854. He has been successively Assistant Master Harrow- School ; University Preacher; Hulsean Lecturer; Master of Marlborough College ; Chaplain in Ordi- nary to the Queen ; Canon of Westminster Abbey and Rector of St. Margaret's ; Archdeacon of Westminster. In philological and linguistic studies, as also in theology, Canon Farrar has been a voluminous and popular writer. His poetic gift is seldom exercised. CAROL No. 167. Let every heart now dance with joy. The Rev. John Henry Hopkins was born in Pitts- burg, Pennsylvania, 1820. Graduated at the Univer- sity of Vermont, 1839. For thirteen years he was editor of the "Church Journal." In 1867 he accom- panied his father, the Bishop of Vermont, and the 34 6 NOTES— Nos. 167, 171, 180. then presiding Bishop of the Church in the United States, to the first Lambeth Conference as his Chap- lain. Successively Rector of Plattsburg, Xew York ; of Williamsport, Pa., and Professor of the Evidences of Revealed Religion in the General Theological Seminary, Xew York. He was the author of many pamphlets and review articles. Among his larger works are " The Canticles Noted," " Carols, Hymns and Songs," " Poems by the Wayside " ; he also edited Bishop Young's "Great Hymns of the Church." His power and versatility were shown in his suca preacher, journalist, author, hymn-writer, scientific musician, architect, and artist with the pencil. This carol, as also his carol We three kings of Orient are i 177), has obtained a very wide popularity in both England and America. He died August 13, 1891. CAROL No. 171. Wonderful Night. John Freeman Young, author of both words and music, was born in Pittston, Maine, 1820. Assistant minister of Trinity Church, New York Citj, 1866 and 1867. Bishop of Florida from 1867 till the time of his death, 1885. This is justly considered one of the most beautiful of American carols. CAROL No. 18 it^ proper position. 347 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND COMPOSERS REFERRED TO IN THE PRECEDING NOTES. Adams, Sarah F 46 Agutter, B 40 Alexander, Mrs 44 Alford, Henry 26 Anatolius, Bishop 138 Anber, Harriet 96 Baker, Francis 120 Baker, Henrv W 9 Baring-Gould, S 40 Barnby , Joseph 6 Bernard of Clairvaux 35 Bernard of Morlaix...ll6 Blumenthal, J 48 Bode, John E 55 Bonar, Horatius...l08, 31 Bo wring, John 80 Bridges, Matthew 1 23 Brooks, Phillips ..157 Brown, Arthur H 30 Bullock, William 9 Burns, James D 137 Calkin, J. B 108 a all, Edward 6 Chope, Richard R... . 60 Claudius, Matthias 124 Coxe, A. Cleveland ... 61 Cruger, Johann 33 Daniel, J. J 50 Darnell, Henry F 7 Dix, W. Chatterton... 16 Doane, G. W 72 Doddridge, Philip 18 349 Downton, Henry 151 Duffield, George 43 Dykes, John B 1 Elliot, Charlotte 63 Elvev, G.J 63 Edwards, Peter C 104 Ellerton, John 146 Ewing, Alexander 119 Farrar, F. W 161 Florio, Caryl 94 Fortunatus, Venantius 71 Gauntlett, H. J 27 Gerrish, W. H 148 Goss, John 100 Gottschalk, L. M 151 Grant, Robert 78 Gurney, J. H 27 Havergal, Frances R.. 87 Haweis, Thomas 84 Heber, Reginald 1 Hodge, C. R 83 Hodges, G. S 69 Hopkins, E. J 2 Hopkins, J. II 167 Holland, J. G 155 How, \V. Waisham.... 17 IIusl>and,Edward 38 Ingelow, Jean 73 Ingemann, Bernerd S. 42 Jenner, H. L 9 Keble, John 13 Ken, Thomas 142 INDEX OF AUTHORS AND COMPOSERS. Kimball, Harriet McE 83 King, John 67 Knecht, J. H 38 Kocher, Conrad 25 Longfellow, Samuel... 135 Lyte, H. F 147 Mason, Lowell 103 Maude, Mrs. M. F 15 Medley, E. S 76 Medley, John 4o Mendelsshon -Bar th- oldy, F 22 Midlane, Albert 47 Milman, Henry H 70 Monk, W. H..: 39 Montgomery, Jas..85, 149 Morley, Thomas 7 Neale, John M 116 Newman, J. H 141 Oakeley, Herbert 143 Palestrina, G 86 Palmer, Ray 81 Perronet, Edward 122 Plumptre, E.H 39 Pollock, T.B 64 Pott, Francis 86 Prynne, G. R 45 Redhead, Richard 79 Reinagle, A. R loo Ridsdale, C. J 119 Rimbault, E. F 17 Rinckhart, Martin 33 Root, George F 80 Schultz, Johann 124 Smart, Henry 103 Stainer, John 47 Steele, Anne Ill Steggall, Charles 18 Stephen the Sabaite...l05 Stone, S.J 101 Stowe, Mrs. Beecher...l48 Sullivan, Arthur S 40 Tallis, Thomas 142 Teschner, M 66 Thalberg, S 76 Theodulph, Bishop.... 66 Thring, Godfrey 94 Toke, Mrs. Emma 88 Toplady, A. M 79 Turle, James 10 Turton, Thomas 13 Tyng, Dudley A 43 Wallace, W. V 97 Warren, G. W 70 Webb, G.J 43 Webbe, Samuel 13 Wesley, Charles 22, 48 Wesley, S. Sebastian... 49 White, H. Kirke 104 Whiting, William 129 Whittier, John G 97 Willcox,J.H 42 Winkworth, Catherine 33 Witherspoon, 78 Wordsworth, Chris.... 2 Young, Andrew 49 Young, John F 171 350 HYMNALS REFERRED TO IN THE FOLLOWING INDEX. 1. Hymns Ancient and Modern. Edited by the ]nte Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker, and a Com- mittee of Compilers, and published in 1 874 by Clowes & Son. Revised and enlarged in 1890. It contains 688 hymns, and has obtained the widest circulation of all Hymnals. 2. Church Hymns. Edited by Sir Arthur Sullivan, and published by the S. P. C. K. in 1874. It contains 592 hymns. 3. The Hymnal Companion. Edited by the Rev. Edward H. Bickersteth (now Bishop of Exeter) and published by Sampson Low, Marston, Searle & Rivington, in 1878. The revised and enlarged edition (1890) contains 600 hymns. 4. Church Hymnal. Published in 1876 by per- mission of the General Synod of the Church of Ireland. This admirable collection has ob- tained a very wide circulation. It contains 47"> hymns. 5. A Church Psalter and Hymnal. Edited by the Rev. Edward Harland, and published with an Appendix, in 1875. by Rout led ire A: Son-. It contains 584 hymns. <;. The Children's Hymn Book. Edited by Mrs. Carey Brock. Published in 1877 by the Riving- ton s. It contains 4*20 hymns (including carols). 351 INDEX. That the hymns are in the main drawn from the most approved sources of the Anglican Church (using that term in its broadest sense) the first line of each hymn will indicate also in which of the following books the hymn may be found : — 1. Hymns Ancient and Modern, 2. Church Hymns. (S. P. C. K.) 3. The Hymnal Companion. (Bickersteth.) 4. The Church Hymnal. (Irish.) 5. The Song of Praise. (Harland.) 6. The Children's Hymn Book. (Mrs. Carey Brock.) 147 Abide with me, 1,2,3,4,5 85 According to Thy gracious word,... 3, 4, 5, 6 144 Again as evening's shadow falls,... 5 the day of gladness, 93 Alleluia, sing to Jesus, 1,2 66 All glory, laud and honour, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 122 hail the power of Jesus' name, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 142 praise to Thee, my God, this night, 1,2,3,4,5,6 73 And didst Thou love the race, 130 Angel voices ever singing, 1, 2, 3, 5 105 Art thou weary, art thou languid,.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 25 As with gladness men of old 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 23 Behold a little child, 3,6 117 Brief life is here our portion, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 14 Children of the Heavenly King,... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 51 Come praise your Lord and Saviour 6 50 sing with holy gladness, 3,6 352 INDEX. 30 Come unto Me, ye weary, 1, 2, 3, 5 126 ye thankful people, come, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 123 Crown Him with many crowns, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 59 Do no sinful action, 1, 3, 6 129 Eternal Father, strong to save 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 27 Fair waved the golden corn, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 91 Far up on high, 7 Father, holy Father, 111 whate'er of earthlv bliss,... 1, 3, 4, 5 1 13 Firstlings of martvrs, 121 For all the saints/. 1,2,3,4,5,0 149 ever with the Lord, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 32 the beauty of the earth, 2, 6 118 thee, O dear, dear country, .... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 151 Thy mercy and Thy grace, .... 1,2,3,4,5 62 Forty days and forty nights,. 1. 2, 3, 5, 6 102 Forward go in glad accord, 2 103 From Greenland's Icy Mountains,.. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 152 God bless our Sunday School, 29 is love, His mercy brightens,.. 98 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, 1, 2, 5, 6 92 Hail the day that sees Him rise, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 4 to this our weekly rest, 18 Hark the glad sound, the Saviour comes, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 22 the herald angels sing, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 112 the sound of holy voices, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 57 Hear, O Jesu, Israel's Shepherd.... 2 Holy, Holy, Holv, Lord, !... 1 Holv, Holv, Holy, Lord God Al- mighty, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 68 Hosanna, loud hosanna, 10 to the living God, 1, 2, 3, 4, :>, 6 69 we sing like the children dear 1, 6 137 Unshod wafi the evening hymn, 1, 2, 3, 6 353 INDEX. 31 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 109 love, I love Thee, Lord most high, 74 see my Lord, the Poor, the Weak, the Lowly. 16 In our work and in our play, 80 the Cross of Christ I glory, 26 token that thou shalt not fear,... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 120 Jerusalem, my happy home, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 119 the golden, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 64 Jesu, from Thy throne on high, 3, 6 48 Lover of my soul, 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 45 meek and gentle, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 82 meek and lowly, 1,2,5 95 my Lord, my God, my all, 1,2, 3, 4, 6 65 Saviour ever mild, 1 35 the very thought of Thee, 1, 3, 5, 6 132 Thou joy of loving hearts,.... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 44 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 83 Jesus, Jesus, Jesus, 63 Just as I am, 1 , 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 141 Lead, Kindly Light, 1, 2, 3, 4, 6 58 Little children, come to Jesus 34 Lord Jesus, God and Man, 1, 2, 6 127 of the harvest, from Whose hand, 134 speak to me that I may speak, 1, 3 17 this day Thy children meet,.. 2, 5 54 Thy children guide and keep, 2, 6 131 Thy children lowlv bending, 6 60 Thy word abideth,.. 1, 2, 4, 5, 6 21 More sweet He comes than morn- ing light, 20 Mountains, bow your heads ma- jestic, 81 My faith looks up to Thee, 3, 4, 5 354 INDEX. 11 Mv God, is any hour so sweet, 3 106 God, my Father, while I stray, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 46 Nearer my God to Thee, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 13 New every morning is the love, 1,2, 3, 4, 5, 6 33 Now thank we all our God,. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 12 that my journev's just begun, 139 the day is over,...'. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 77 O dark and dreary day, 3 day of rest and gladness, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 55 Jesu I have promised, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 38 Jesu Thou art standing, 1, 2, 3, 5, 6 128 Lord of heaven and earth and sea, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 7(5 Sacred Head surrounded, 1, 3, 4 87 Saviour, precious Saviour, 1 f 5 56 Saviour who from heaven cams't down, 13o still in accents sweet and strong, 84 Thou from Whom all goodness flows, . 1, 2, 3, 4, 7> 6] where are kings and empires now 24 O'er the hill and o'er the dale, 104 Oft in danger, oft in woe, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 8 On our festal day, 40 Onward, Christian soldiers, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 96 Our bless'd Redeemer, ere He breathed, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 100 Praise my soul the King of heaven, 1, 2. 3, 4, ~), 6 39 Rejoice ye pure in heart, 1, 2, 3, 6 70 Ride on, ride on in majesty 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 79 Rock of Ages, cleft for me, 1, 2, 3, 4, \ 6 146 Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, i; 94 blessed Saviour, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 355 INDEX. 37 Saviour, like a shepherd lead us,... 4, 5 28 teach me day by day, 78 when in dust to Thee, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 133 Shine Thou upon us, Lord, 1, 3 52 Sing to the Lord a joyful song, 43 Stand up, stand up for Jesus, 1, 3 148 Still, still with Thee, 125 Summer suns are glowing, 2 143 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 99 Sweet Holy Spirit, come, 115 Ten thousand times ten thousand,.. 1, 3 101 The Church's one foundation, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 138 day is past and over, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 89 golden gates are lifted up, 6 136 hours of day are over, 2, 3, 6 145 Lord be with us as we bend,.. 2, 5, 6 140 radiant morn hath passed away, 1, 2, 4, 5 71 Royal banners forward go, 1, 2 41 Son of God goes forth to war, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 86 strife is o'er, the battle won,... 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 53 wise may bring their learning, 3 116 world is very evil, 1 150 year is swiftly waning, 114 There is a blessed home, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 75 is a green hill far away, 1, 2, 3, 4, 6 49 is a happy land, 3, 4, 6 47 There's a Friend for little children, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 15 Thine forever, God of love, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 88 Thou art gone up on high, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 42 Through the night of doubt and sorrow, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6 107 Thy will be done, 90 Up in heaven, up in heaven, 1 72 Uplift the banner, let it float, 108 Upward where the stars are burn- ing, .i 19 We know that Thou shalt come,... 35^ INDEX. 9 We love the place, 6 God, 1, 2, 3, 5 97 may not climb the heavenly steeps, 124 plough the fields and scatter,.... 1, 2, ;>, 4, 5, 6 110 When evening choirs the praises hymned, 67 His salvation bringing, 3, 4, 5, 6 6 morning gilds the skies, 1, 5 06 of old the Jewish mothers. .57 INDEX. CAROLS. 153 Arise and hail the Sacred Day. 165 All this night bright angels sing. 182 Alleluia, Alleluia. 190 Jesus rises. 162 Bells do ring, children sing. 189 By the thorny way of sorrow. 170 Calm on the listening ear of night. 180 Christ hath arisen. 178 is risen. 188 is risen, Christ is risen. 174 Come and hear the grand old story. 158 ye lofty, come ye lowly. 191 Golden harps are sounding. 169 Good tidings, good tidings. 186 Hail, Festal Day. 161 In the field with their flocks abiding. 187 Jesus lives, O day of days. 175 Joy fills our inmost hearts today. 167 Let every heart now dance with joy. 156 us go now to Bethlehem. 184 Lift your glad voices in triumph on high. 159 Like silver lamps in a distant shrine. 154 No room in the inn. 157 little town of Bethlehem. 166 Once in roval David's citv. 358 INDEX. 163 Ring sweet hells of Christendom. 172 See amid the Winter'- snow. 181 Shine, sun in splendour bright. 164 Sing ye the songs of praise. 185 Soldiers awake! this is the festal hour. 160 Sound over the waters. 173 The inn was full. 192 pearly gates aside are rolled. 179 world itself keep< Easter Day. 176 There came three kings ere break of day 155 There's a song in the air. Today the joybells of the world. 177 We three kings of Orient are. 171 Wonderful night. 183 Ye happy bells of Easter Day. 359 HYMNS APPROPRIATE FOR MORNING : 13 New every morning is the love. 148 Still, still with Thee — when purple morning breaketh. 6 When morning gilds the skies. EVENING : 147 Abide with me ! fast falls the eventide. 144 Again, as evening's shadow falls. 142 All praise to Thee, my God, this night. 137 Hushed was the evening hymn. 141 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom. 139 Now the day is over. 146 Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise. 148 Still, still with Thee. 143 Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear. 136 The hours of day are over. 145 The Lord be with us as we bend. 140 The radiant morn hath passed away. SUNDAY : 5 Again the day of gladness. 7 Father, Holy Father. 4 Hail to this our weekly rest. 10 Hosanna to the living Lord. 11 My God, is any hour so sweet, 3 O day of rest and gladness. 9 We love the place, O God. ADVENT : 117 Brief life is here our portion. 18 Hark ! the glad sound the Saviour comes. 21 More sweet He comes than morning light. 20 Mountains, bow your heads majestic. 19 We know that Thou shalt come. CHRISTMAS. (See also Carols) : 23 Behold a little Child. 22 Harkl the herald angels siug. 360 HYMNS APPROPRIATE F< >K INNOCENTS' DAY: 113 P'irstlings of martyrs, to whom it was given. END OF THE YEAR and NEW YEAR : 151 For Thy mercy and Thy grace. 150 The year is swiftly waning. EPIPHANY. (See also Carols : 25 As with gladness men of old. 24 O'er the hill and o'er the vale. LENT : 73 And didst Thou love the race thai loved not Thee. r05 Art thou weary, art thou languid. 117 Brief life i> here our portion. 30 Come unto Me, ye weary. 59 Do no sinful action. 62 Forty days and forty nights. 31 I heard the voice of Jesu< say. l v Jesu. Lover of my soul, 63 Just as 1 am without one plea. 54 Lord, Thy children guide and keep. 4t; Nearer my God to Thee, •V) () .Jesu, I have promised. 38 Jesu. Thou art standing. 79 Rock of Ages, cleft for inc. 116 The world is w rv evil. PALM SUNDAY AND HOLY WEEK : 66 All glory, laud and honour. I [osanna, loud hosanna. 69 Hosanna we sins:, like the children dear. 74 1 Bee my Lord, the Poor, the Weak, the Lowly. v, » In the Cross of Christ I glory. 92 •'« >u, meek and lowly. ( .»o Jesu, my Lord, mv God, my all. 81 My faith looks up" to Thee." 77 () dark and dreary day, 361 HYMNS APPROPRIATE FOR PALM SUNDAY AND HOLY WEEK 76 Sacred Head surrounded. 84 O Thou from Whom all goodness flows. 70 Ride on ! ride on in majesty. 79 Rock of Ages, cleft for me. 71 The Royal Banners forward go. 75 There is a green hill far away. 72 Uplift the banner, let it float. 07 When His salvation bringing. EASTER. (See also Carols) : 123 Crown Him with many crowns. 86 The strife is o'er, the battle done. ASCENSIONTIDE. (See also Carols) : 93 Alleluia ! Sing to Jesus. 122 All hail the power of Jesus' Name. 123 Crown Him with many crowns. 91 Far up on high. 92 Hail the day that sees Him rise. 120 Jerusalem, my happy home. 115 Ten thousand times ten thousand. 89 The golden gates are lifted up. 49 There is a happy land 88 Thou art gone up on high. 90 Up in heaven, up in heaven. 108 Upward where the stars are burning. WHITSUNTIDE : 98 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost. 21 More sweet He comes than morning light. 96 Our bless'd Redeemer ere He breathed. 99 Sweet Holy Spirit come. 97 We may not climb the heavenly steeps. TRINITY : 2 Holy, Holy, Holv Lord. 1 Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God Almighty! BAPTISM : 26 In token that thou shalt not fear. 362 HYMNS APPROPRIATE FOB CONFIRMATION : 14 Children of the heavenly King. '27 Fair waved the golden corn. 55 O Jesu, I have promised. 96 Our bless'd Redeemer ere He breathed. 15 Thine for ever, God of love. HOLY COMMUNION: 85 According to Thy gracious word. 132 Jesu, Thou joy of loving hearts. MISSIONS : 103 From Greenland's icy mountains. 61 O where are kings and empires now. 40 Onward Christian soldiers. 7*2 Uplift the banner, let it float. ALMSGIVING : 128 O Lord of heaven, and earth and sea. FOR THOSE AT SEA : 129 Eternal Father, strong to save. SCHOOL FESTIVAL : 51 Come, praise your Lord and Saviour. 50 Come, sing with holy glad in 32 For the beauty of the earth. 152 God bless our Sunday school. 16 In our work and in our play. 34 Lord Jesus, God and Man. 17 Lord this day Thy children meet. 33 Now thank we all our God. 9 I >n our festal day. 53 The wise may bring their learning. CHORAL FESTIVAL : 130 Angel voices ever singing. 50 Come, sing with holy gladm 131 Lord, Thy children lowly bedding. !<)() Praise, my soul, the King of Heaven. ~vl Sing to the Lord a joyful song. 42 Through the night of doubt and sorrow 3^3 HYMNS APPROPRIATE FOR HARVEST FESTIVAL: 126 Come, ye thankful people, come. 127 Lord of the harvest, from Whose hand. 128 O Lord of heaven, and earth and sea. 124 We plough the fields and scatter. PROCESSIONAL : 102 Forward go in glad accord. 104 Oft in danger, oft in woe. 40 Onward Christian Soldiers. 39 Kejoice ye pure in heart. 43 Stand up, stand up for Jesus. 101 The Church's one foundation. 41 The Son of God goes forth to war. 42 Through the night of doubt and sorrow. RECESSIONAL : 147 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide. 61 O where are kings and empires now. TEACHERS : 132 Jesu, Thou joy of loving hearts. 134 Lord, speak to me that I may speak. 135 O still in accents sweet and strong. 133 Shine Thou upon us, Lord. HOLY SCRIPTURES : 60 Lord, Thy Word abideth. DEATH AND BURIAL : 120 Jerusalem, my happy home. 106 My God, my Father, while I stray. 114 There is a blessed home. 107 Thy will be done. ALL SAINTS : 121 For all the saints, who from their labours rest. 112 Hark the sound of holy voices. LITANIES : 64 Jesu ! from Thy throne on high. 65 Jesu ! Saviour ever mild. 78 Saviour! when in dust to Thee. 364 " gonng men cmb maibens, alb men anb cljilbren, praise tt)e Name of tlje tori) : for £}is Name onln is excellent, anb ijis praise aboue Ijeauen anb cartl)."- >*.<***«: is.