98. 99. How lovely are Thy dwellings fair! There even the sparrow, freed from wrong, Hath built her brooding nest; And home they fly from round the coasts, No shadows yonder ! All light and song! Each day I wonder, And say, "How long Shall time me sunder From that dear throng?" No weeping yonder ! All fled away! While here I wander Each weary day, And sigh as I ponder My long, long stay Spohr. No partings yonder! Hearts cannot sever: Dearer and fonder, Hands clasp for ever. None wanting yonder! The ever-green palm; A. R. Gaul, Mus. Bac. INDEX TO FIRST LINES OF HYMNS. No. A holy air is breathing round, A thousand years have come and gone, All as God wills! who wisely heeds,. 501 All before us lies the way, 571 All common things, each day's events, 857 All countries are my Father's lands, 632 All-gracious, all-loving, great Father of Light! 287 All is over-fought the fight, 194 All lands and peoples, all the earth, All people that on earth do dwell, 15 I All scenes alike engaging prove, 57 All that's good and great and true, 879 All that in this wide world we see, 61 All things are Thine; no gift have we, 668 All things praise Thee-Lord most high, 275 220 892 Almighty Father of mankind, No. 438 Almighty Father! Thou didst frame, Amid the din of earthly strife, 298 And art Thou come with us to dwell, And didst Thou love the race that loved not Thee? And now, belovéd Lord, Thy soul resigning, Angels holy, Another hand is beckoning us, Another year is dawning, . Another year of labour gone, Arm, soldier of the Lord,. Art Thou the Life? . Art thou weary, art thou languid, 755 147 464 466 As with gladness men of old, 118 Author of light! our Father in the Heaven, Bear on, my soul! the bitter cross, Bear Thou my burden, Thou who bear'st my sin, 552 372 Because I knew not when my life was good, Behold, the Bridegroom cometh in the middle of the Bread of the world, in mercy broken, 696 Break, new-born year, on glad eyes, break! 808 244 115 93 Breathe on me, Breath of God,. Brightest and best of the sons of the morning! Bring, O morn, thy music! bring, O night, thy silence! By cool Siloam's shady rill, Calmly, calmly lay him down, . Calm me, my God, and keep me calm, 120 609 517 408 221 Yet, 664 357 Calm Soul of all things! make it mine, Come, kingdom of our God! Come let us join with faithful souls, 366 579 767 94 573 597 Come, immortal Lord of gladness! Come let us join our friends above, 649 Come let us sing a tender song, Come, O thou Traveller unknown, 64 Come, Thou, oh come, 255 Come unto Me! so spake the Lowly One, |