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4. And if Thy casual comings, Lord,
To hearts of old were dear,

What joy should mingle with the faith
That feels Thee ever near !

5. And not the less shall hearts be pure,
Nor less shall worship be,

When Thou art found in all our life,
And all our life in Thee.

F. L. Hosmer.

C.M.

I.

The Lowly Lot.

1. THOUGH lowly here our lot may be
High work have we to do,-

In faith and trust to follow Him
Whose lot was lowly too.

2. Our days of darkness we may bear,
Strong in a Father's love,
Leaning on His almighty arm,
And fixed our hopes above.

3. Our lives, enriched with gentle thoughts
And loving deeds, may be

A stream that still the nobler grows
The nearer to the sea.

4. To duty firm, to conscience true,
However tried and pressed,

In God's clear sight high work we do,
If we but do our best.

5. Thus may we make the lowliest lot
With rays of glory bright;

Thus may we turn a crown of thorns
Into a crown of light.

Wm. Gaskell.

403.

I.

Rest Awhile.

LORD! with toil our days are filled;
They rarely leave us free :

O give us space to seek for grace

In happy thoughts of Thee.

2. Yet hear us, little though we ask :
O leave us not alone;

In every thought, and word, and task,
Be near us, though unknown.

3. Still lead us, wandering in the dark,
Still send us heavenly food;

And mark, as none on earth can mark,
Our struggle to be good.

C.M.

Alfred Ainger.

None of us Liveth to Himself. 6.6.8.6.6.8.

404.

I.

WE

2.

E wonder and adore

God's workings to explore,

And trace one purpose through them all
Live to himself can none,

Dies to himself not one,

Together bound are great and small.

The law of sun and star,

Of things near and afar,

Runs through the changeful life of man ;

Lives to himself can none,

Dies to himself not one,

Moves on, for good or ill, God's plan.

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405.

4.

We touch the lives of all around;
Words of love will gladden,

Words of hate will sadden,

And through long centuries resound.

O, Father, give us grace

Right well to fill our place,

Amid such mysteries of life;

Our life for Thee to use,

Thy part in life to choose,

And strengthen others for the strife.

James Legge.

The Humblest Work Divine.

I. TEACH me, my God and King,
In all things Thee to see;

And what I do in anything,

To do it as for Thee!

2. To scorn the senses' sway,
While still to Thee I tend,

In all I do, be Thou the way,
In all, be Thou the end.

3. All may of Thee partake;
Nothing so small can be,

But draws, when acted for Thy sake,
Greatness and worth from Thee.

4. If done beneath Thy laws,

E'en servile labours shine;
Hallowed is toil if this the cause;

The meanest work, divine.

S.M.

George Herbert and John Wesley.

406.

407.

I.

Purpose and Deed.

WHAT Thou wilt, O Father, give!

All is gain that I receive :

Let the lowliest task be mine,
Grateful, so the work be Thine.

2. Let me find the humblest place
In the shadow of Thy grace;
Let me find in Thine employ
Peace that dearer is than joy.
3. If there be some weaker one,
Give me strength to help him on ;
If a blinder soul there be,

Let me guide him nearer Thee.

4. Make my mortal dreams come true
With the work I fain would do ;
Clothe with life the weak intent,
Let me be the thing I meant !

Walking with God.

75.

J. G. Whittier.

1. THROUGH all this life's eventful road,

L.M

Fain would I walk with Thee, my God;

And find Thy presence light around,
And every step on holy ground,

2. Each blessing would I trace to Thee,
In every grief Thy mercy see;
And through the paths of duty move,
Conscious of Thine encircling love.
3. And when the angel Death stands by,
Be this my strength that Thou art nigh;
And this my joy, that I shall be

With those who dwell in light with Thee.
William Gaskell.

408.

Peace amid Tumult.

L.M.

I. CALM Soul of all things! make it mine

To feel, amid the city's jar,

That there abides a peace of Thine

Man did not make, and cannot mar!

2. The will to neither strive nor cry;

The power to feel with others, give!
Calm, calm me more! nor let me die
Before I have begun to live.

409.

I.

Work To-day.

Matthew Arnold.

ALL around us, fair with flowers,

Fields of beauty sleeping lie;

All around us clarion voices

Call to duty stern and high.

2. Thankfully we will rejoice in

All the beauty God has given ;
But beware it does not win us

8.7.8.7.

From the work ordained of Heaven.

3. Following every voice of mercy
With a trusting, loving heart,
Let us in life's earnest labour
Still be sure to do our part.
4. Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,
Let us work with all our might,
Lest the wretched faint and perish
In the coming stormy night.

5. Now, to-day, and not to-morrow,—
Lest, before to-morrow's sun,

We too, mournfully departing,
Shall have left our work undone.