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Sun of grace, the shad-ows flee; Bright-en Thou my Sab-bath morn - ing!

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With Thy joy - ous sun-shine blest, Hap-py is

U my day of rest.

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2 Fount of all our joy and peace,

To Thy living waters lead me; Thou from earth my soul release,

And with grace and mercy feed me; Bless Thy word that it may prove Rich in fruits that Thou dost love.

4 Let me with my heart to-day,

Holy, holy, holy, singing,
Rapt awhile from earth away,

All my soul to Thee up-springing,
Have a foretaste inly given,
How they worship Thee in heaven.

3 Kindle Thou the sacrifice

That upon my lips is lying; Clear the shadows from mine eyes

That, from every error flying, No strange fire may in me glow That Thine altar doth not know.

5 Hence all care, all vanity,

For the day to God is holy:
Come, thou gracious majesty,

Deign to fill this temple lowly;
Naught to-day my soul shall move.

Simply resting in Thy love. Amen. BENJAMIN SCHMOLCK. Tr. CATHERINE WINKWORTH

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2 Lord, we know Thy love rejoices

O’er each work of Thine;
Thou didst ears, and hands, and voices

For Thy praise combine;
Craftsman's art and music's measure

For Thy pleasure didst design.

3 Here, great God, to-day we offer

Of Thine own to Thee;
And for Thine acceptance proffer,

All unworthily
Hearts and minds, and hands and voices

In our choicest melody.

4 Honor, glory, might, and merit,

Thine shall ever be!
Father, Son, and Holy Spirit,

Blessèd Trinity!
Of the best that Thou hast given,

Earth and heaven render Thee. Amen.

FRANCIS POTT

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As thro' the courts of heav'n it rolled

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2 From every clime and kindred,

And nations from afar,
As serried ranks returning home

In triumph from a war,
I heard the saints upraising,

The myriad hosts among,
In praise of Him Who died and lives,

Their one glad triumph-song. 3 I saw the holy city,

The New Jerusalem,
Come down from heaven, a bride a-

With jewelled diadem; (dorned

The flood of crystal waters

Flowed down the golden street;
And nations brought their honors there,

And laid them at her feet
4 And there no sun was needed,

Nor moon to shine by night,
God's glory did enlighten all,

The Lamb Himself, the light;
And there His servants serve Him,

And, life's long battle o'er,
Enthroned with Him, their Saviour, King,

They reign for evermore.

5 O great and glorious vision!

6 O Lamb of God Who reignest! The Lamb upon His throne;

Thou Bright and Morning Star, O wondrous sight for man to see! Whose glory lightens that new earth The Saviour with His own:

Which now we see from far!
To drink the living waters

O worthy Judge eternal!
And stand upon the shore,

When Thou dost hid us come,
Where neither sorrow, sin, nor death, Then open wide the gates of pearl,
Shall ever enter more.

And call Thy servants home. Amen.

GODFREY THRING

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DULCE CARMEN 85 & 75. 61.

J. MICHAEI. HAYDN

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Al - le - lu - ia, song of glad-ness, Voice of joy that can - not die;

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A-men.

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2 Alleluia thou resoundest,

True Jerusalem and free; Alleluia, joyful mother,

All thy children sing with thee; But by Babylon's sad waters

Mourning exiles now are we. 3 Alleluia cannot always

Be our song while here below; Alleluia our transgressions

Make us for a while forego;
For the solemn time is coming

When our tears for sin must flow.
4 Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee,

Grant us, blessèd Trinity,
At the last to see Thy glory

In our home beyond the sky;
There to Thee forever singing

Alleluia joyfully. Amen.

Latin Hymn, rith cent. Tr. JOHN M. NEALE

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