O God, the Rock of Ages

1. O God, the Rock of Ages, Who ever- more hast been, What

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O Perfect Love

JOSEPH BARNBY

per-fect Love, all hu-man thought tran-scend-ing, Low - ly we

kneel in pray'r be-fore Thy throne, That theirs may be the love which knows no

369 O Happy Home, where Thou art Loved

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Friend, and Sav-iour of our race, And where among the guests there nev - er

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One who can hold such high and hon ored place! A-men.

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O happy home, where two in heart united
In holy faith and blessed hope are one,
Whom death a little while alone divideth,
And cannot end the union here begun!

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O happy home, where each one serves Thee, lowly,
Whatever his appointed work may be,

Till every common task seems great and holy,
When it is done, O Lord, as unto Thee!

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O happy home, where Thou art not forgotten
When joy is overflowing, full, and free;
O happy home, where every wounded spirit
Is brought, Physician, Comforter, to Thee,

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Until at last, when earth's day's work is ended
All meet Thee in the blessed home above,
From whence Thou camest, where Thou hast ascended,
Thy everlasting home of peace and love! Amen.

Tr. SARAH BORTHWICK FINDLATER

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Thou Gracious Power

JOHN STAINER

1. Thou gracious Pow'r Whose mer-cy lends, The light of home, the smile of friends,

Our gather'd flock Thine arms en-fold As in the peace-ful days of old.

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Wilt thou not hear us while we raise,

In sweet accord of solemn praise,
The voices that have mingled long

In joyous flow of mirth and song?

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For all the blessings life has brought,
For all its sorrowing hours have taught,
For all we mourn, for all we keep,

The hands we clasp, the loved that sleep;

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The noontide sunshine of the past,
These brief, bright moments fading fast,
The stars that gild our darkening years,
The twilight ray from holier spheres:

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We thank Thee, Father! let Thy grace
Our loving circle still embrace,
Thy mercy shed its heavenly store,

Thy peace be with us evermore! Amen.

OLIVER WENDELL HOLMES

But what have I, a little child, To guide me home from far,

CHRISTINA GEORGINA Rosetti