r 1 E 711 .6 1 .U58 Copy 1 LIBRARY OF CONGRESS himiii lllllllilliiiiliiiiii \ 'ii mil 013 788 874 9 Conservation Resources ¥ s_ r? a\ T I A Union Service in Mennory of William McKinley, Twenty-Fifth President of the United States, Born, January 29, 1843; Died, September 14, 1901; HELD IN THE Moravian Church, Nazareth, Pa., Thursday, September 19, 1901. Prelude by the Trombone Choir. Anthem: Sleep thy last sleep, Free from care and sorrow; Rest, where none weep, Till the eternal morrow." — Barnby. The Choir: — Lord, have mercy upon us. The People: — Christ, have mercy upoji us. Lord have merc}- upon us. Christ, hear us. Lord God, our Father, Who 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 forgive them that trespass against us; and lead us not into temptation , bid de- liver us from evil: for Thine is the kingdom, and the power, and glory, the forever and ei'er: Amen. Holy Father, accept us as Thy children in Thy beloved Son, Jesus Christ, Who came forth from Thee, and came into the world, was made flesh, and dwelt among us, took on Him the form of a servant, and hath redeemed us lost and undone human creatures from all sin and from death, with His holy and precious blood, and with His innocent suffering and dying; to the end that we should be His own, and in His kingdom live under Him and serv'e Him, in eternal righteousness, innocence, and happiness; forasmuch as He, being risen from the dead, liveth and reigneth, world without end: A me ft. None of us liveth to himself, and no man dieth to himself; for whether we live, we live unto the Lord, and whether we die, we die unto the Lord; whether we live therefore or die, we are the Lord's: for to this end Christ both died, and rose, and revived, that He might be Lord both of the dead and living. O Lord, zvhat ivait we for f our hope is in Thee. Like as a father pitieth his children, so the Lord pitieth them that fear Him. F'or He knoweth our frame, He remeni- bereth that we are dust. The Lord raiseth them that are bowed down. He relieveth the fatherless and widow. And God shall wipe away all tears from their eyes. TJie mercy of the Lord is from everlasting to everlasting upon them that fear Hint, and His righteousness unto chil- dren's children. Blessed be God, even the Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies, and the God of all comfort, Who com- forteth us in all our tribiilation. The Lord gave, and the Lord hath taken away; blessed be the name of the Lord. Blessed be His glorious name forever. The Choir: — Glory be to the Father, and to the vSon, and to Holy Ghost; The People: — As it ivas in the beginning, is now, and evei shall be, ivorld li'ithout end: Amen. Reading of the President's and tine Governor's Proclamation. The S^ipture Lessons: Psalm ^; I Cor. 15 : 19-28. The Rev. A. E. Erdman, (of the Lutheran Church.) \- ADDRESS: "Our Sorrowing Nation." The Rev. George F. Bahnson, (of the Moravian Church.) Choir. Lead, kindly Lig^ht! amid the encircling gloom, Lead Thou me on; The night is dark, and I am far from home, Lead Thou me on; Keep Thou my feet; I do not ask to see The distant scene; one step enough for me. I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou Shouldst lead me on; I loved to choose and see my path; but now Lead Thou me on: I loved the garish day, and spite of fears, Pride ruled my will. Remember not past years. So long Thy power has blessed me, sure it still Will lead me on O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till The night is gone; And with the morn those angel faces smile Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile! ADDRESS: "The President's Parting Words." The Rev. S.J. Blum, D. D., ( Principal of Nazareth Hall. ) "Father, Thy will, not mine, be done!" So pra3ed on earth Thy suffering Son, So in His name I pray: The spirit fails, the flesh is weak; Thy help in agony I seek ; Oh, take the cup of woe away. If such be not Th}- sovereign will. Thy wiser purpose then fulfill; My wishes I resign; IntoTh)^ hands my soul commend. On Thee for life or death depend; Thy will be done, not mine, not mine. LIBKHKY 01- CONUKtbb ADDRESS: "William McKinley." The Rev. C. A. Haehnle, (of the Moravian Church. ) PRAYER. The Rev. W. H. Wotring, (of the Reformed Church. ) IJiilJIIIIIilJIillillillllllllillllillllllllll' 013 788 874 9 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 the wanderer, The sun gone down, Darkness be over me. My rest a stone. Yet in my dreams I'd be Nearer, my God ! to Thee, Nearer to Thee! There let the way appear. Steps unto 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! And when, on joyful wing, Cleaving the sky. Sun, moon and stars forgot. Upward I fly; Still all ni}' song shall be. Nearer, my God! to Thee, Nearer to Thee! Benediction.