O perfect Love, all human thoughts transcending,
O praise the Lord our God,

O quickly come, dread Judge of all,

O sacred Head, now wounded,.

No.

709

299

227

180

419

756

614

253

O sometimes gleams upon our sight,

O Son of Man! Thy name by choice,

O Son of God, our Captain of salvation,

568
223
370

O Source divine, and life of all,

22

O suffering Friend of human kind!

O Thou from whom all goodness flows,

O Thou great Friend to all the sons of men,

O Thou, in all Thy might so far,

O Thou not made with hands,

O Thou in lonely vigil led,

O Thou, the great Unknown, Unseen,

O Thou, the primal Fount of life and peace,
O Thou to whom, in ancient time,

O Word divine, like healing balms,

O worship the King, all-glorious above,

O worship the Lord in the beauty of holiness!

O yet we trust that somehow good,
O'er the dark wave of Galilee,

Of all the precious gifts, O Lord,

4

321

750

322

430

429

351

530

535

770

645

340

463

713

155

232

583

540

502

2

3

633
156

333

No.

598

473

353

Oft, as we run the weary way,
Oh for a closer walk with God,.
Oh for a heart from self set free,

Oh, still in accents sweet and strong,

Oh that Thou wouldst the heavens rend,
Oh, the bitter shame and sorrow,
Once more the liberal year laughs out,
One gift, my God, I seek,

392
335
869

817

479

One holy Church of God appears,

637

One Lord there is, all lords above,

50

One thing I of the Lord desire,.

328

Our Father, God! not face to face,
Our Father, hear our longing prayer,
Our Father Thou! in joyful trust,
Our Father! while our hearts unlearn,
Our God is one! this truth sublime, .
Our God! our God! Thou shinest here,

Our God! we thank Thee, who hast made,

233

791

771

337

667

74

262

243

286

Past are the Cross, the scourge, the thorn,
Peace! perfect Peace! the gift of God within,
Planted in Christ, the living vine,.
Pour, blessed Gospel, glorious news for man,
Pour forth the oil,-pour boldly forth,

661

799

195

871

683

No.

Praise to God, and thanksgiving,

829

Praise to the Holiest in the height,

III

Pray, children! pray,

741

Prune thou thy words, thy thoughts control,
Pure in heart and free of sin,

390

421

Quiet from God! How blessed 'tis to keep,

504

Remember Me, the Saviour said,
Rest for the weary hands is good,
Restore, O Father, to our times restore,
Ride on ride on in majesty !

909
654

838

678

160

Saviour! again to Thy dear name we raise,

789

Saviour and Master,

391

Saviour, breathe an evening blessing,

733

Send down Thy truth, O God!

577

Seven times He spake, seven words of love,

Sing with our might and uplift our glad voices,

623

Slowly, by Thy hand unfurled, .

730

Slowly, slowly darkening,.

606

So here hath been dawning,

729

No.

740

849

Softly the silent night,
Soldier of the Cross obey,.

171

773

248

467

314

454

237

497

257

251

Son of the living God! oh, call us,
Sovereign and transforming grace,
Speak, for Thy servant heareth,
Speak, Lord, unto Thy people speak,
Speak to our hearts, O Father, say,
Speak to us Lord, Thyself reveal,
Spirit divine! attend our prayer,
Spirit of Faith! be Thou my guide,
Spirit of God, descend upon my heart,
Spirit of Grace, Thou Light of Life,
Spirit of mercy, truth, and love,
Spirit of power, and truth, and love!
Spirit of Wisdom! guide Thine own,
Sport of the changeful multitude,
Stand up and bless the Lord,
Stand up before your God,

Still will we trust, though earth seem dark and dreary,

Strangers and pilgrims here below,

Summer suns are glowing over land and sea,

Stay, Master, stay upon this heavenly hill,

Still, still with Thee, when purple morning breaketh,

Still with Thee, O my God,

Strong Son of God, immortal Love,

490
210

815

Sun of our souls, Thou Saviour dear,

744

Sweet evening hour, sweet evening hour!.

734

Sweet is the Spirit's strain,

873

Take Thine own way with me, good Lord,

Teach me to live! 'Tis easier far to die,

854

Teach us to pray!

455

The changing centuries, O God,

445

The crown, the palm of saints in Paradise,
The dawn of God's dear Sabbath,

182

761

No.

The day is done, the sacred day of thought and toil is

The Lord is in His Holy Place,

70

The Lord is King! lift up thy voice,
The Lord is rich and merciful,

The Lord's my Shepherd, I'll not want,
The Lord my pasture shall prepare,
The Lord will come and not be slow,
The morning walks upon the earth,
The mourners come at break of day,.
The night is come, wherein at last we rest,
The old year's long campaign is o'er,
The one whole truth I seek,

The past is dark with sin and shame,
The radiant morn hath passed away,.
The Saviour-what a noble flame,

569

757

159

The Shepherd yearned not for one fold,
The Son of God gave thanks,

154

163

The Son of God goes forth to war,

367

The spacious firmament on high,

40

The spring-tide hour brings leaf and flower,

812

The sun is gone, the long clouds break,
The sun is sinking fast,

754

The thought of God, the thought of Thee,
The toil of brain, or heart, or hand,
The wondrous voice within the mind,
The year is gone, beyond recall,
The year is swiftly waning,

There is a Book who runs may read, .
There's a strife we all must wage,
There's a wideness in God's mercy,

735

461

388

250

802

823

48

842

69