Shall dawn on every cross and care.
4 The trivial round, the common task,
Will furnish all we ought to ask;
Room to deny ourselves; a road
To bring us, daily, nearer God.

5 Seek we no more: content with these,
Let present rapture, comfort, ease,
As Heaven shall bid them, come and

go,

The secret this of rest below.

6 Only, 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.
6
John Keble.
Consecration.

I O thou, whose liberal sun and rain
Come not upon the earth in vain,
Now let thy quickening word come
down

The worship of this hour to crown.

2 O hear our hearts renew their vow, Their solemn consecration now,

3

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To work, with heart and soul and might, For truth and freedom, love and right;

To listen with a willing faith

To whatsoe'er the Spirit saith,

And year by year to be more true
To him who maketh all things new.
Samuel Longfellow.

Inspiration.

Mysterious Presence, Source of all,—
The world without, the soul within,
Fountain of Life, O hear our call,
And pour thy living waters in!

2 Thou breathest in the rushing wind,
Thy beauty shines in leaf and flower;
Nor wilt thou from the willing mind
Withhold thy light and love and power.
3 Thy hand unseen to accents clear
Awoke the psalmist's trembling lyre,
And touched the lips of holy seer
With flame from thine own altar-fire.

4 That touch divine still, Lord, impart,
Still give the prophet's burning word;
And vocal in each waiting heart
Let living psalms of praise be heard.

S. C. Beach.

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2 He is with us now and ever, When we call upon his name, Aiding every good endeavor, Guiding every upward aim. 3 God is in his holy temple,-In the pure and holy mind;

In the reverent heart and simple;
In the soul from sense refined:

4 Then let every low emotion

Banished far and silent be, And our souls in pure devotion, Lord, be temples worthy thee!

Anon.

2 Should it be with clouds o'ercast,
Clouds of sorrow gathering fast,
Thou, who givest light divine,
Shine within me, Lord, oh, shine!

3 Show me, if I tempted be,
Needed strength to find in thee,
And a perfect triumph win
Over every bosom sin.

4 Keep my feet from hidden snares,
And my eyes, O God, from tears;
Every step thy grace attend,
And my soul from death defend.

William Henry Furness.

12 All Things Present to God.
I Mighty God, the first, the last,
What are ages in thy sight?
But as yesterday when past,

Or a watch within the night.

2 All that being ever knew,

Down, far down, ere time had birth, Stands as clear within thy view

As the present things of earth.

3 All that being e'er shall know,

On, still on, through farthest years, All eternity can show,

Bright before thee now appears.

1 Father, now our prayer is said, Lay thy hand upon our head: Pleasures pass from day to day, But we know that love will stay. 2 While we sleep it will be near; We shall wake and find it here; We shall feel it in the air,

When we say our morning prayer.

3 And when things are sad or wrong,
Then we know that love is strong;
When we ache, or when we weep,
Then we know that love is deep.

4 Love is old, and love is new;
Love outlasteth firm and true:
And the Lord who made it thus,
Did it in his love for us.

W. B. Rands.