The Lord be with us through the hours Protect our homes, renew our powers, f A m f 269 SAFE stronghold our God is still, The ancient prince of hell On earth is not his fellow. With force of arms we nothing can, Full soon were we down-ridden; Christ Jesus is his name, m cr He and no other one, m f Shall conquer in the battle. And were this world all devils o'er, We lay it not to heart so sore; т cr God's word, for all their craft and force, One moment will not linger, But, spite of hell, shall have its course; And though they take our life, WHERE Hymns are claimed as copyright, all possible pains have been taken by the compiler of this book, to obtain permission to insert them, and his thanks are due to the Rev. John Ellerton, to the Rev. Sabine Baring Gould, to the Rev. H. Bonar, to R. Massie, to the executors of Rev. Father Caswall, to the Rev. J. H. Gill, and to many others for their kindness. The right of publishing "Now thank we all our God," from the Lyra Germanica, and some hymns of Miss A. Proctor, has been purchased from Messrs. Longman, and Bell and Daldy; and purchase has also been made of one hymn of Bishop C. Wordsworth, "O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea." Thanks are also to be given to the Rev. Godfrey Thring, for permission to use three hymns, two of which, "The radiant morn hath passed away," and " Jesu, Loving Saviour," have been, with his permission, but to his regret, slightly altered. Many alterations have been made in the old hymns long in the possession of the Christian Church, but there is no need to draw attention to these alterations. Those who know the originals will recognise the changes, and will be pleased or displeased with them. No copyright of any kind is claimed for any new hymns which may be in this collection. INDEX OF FIRST LINES. A few more years shall roll A holy air is breathing round A thousand years have come and gone Abide with me; fast falls the eventide All from the sun's uprise All people that on earth do dwell Be Thou my Guardian and my Guide 117 Before Jehovah's awful throne 114 Brief life is here our portion 145 Brother thou art gone before us 257 By cool Siloam's shady rill 61 Come unto me, ye weary Call the Lord thy sure salvation Come, O thou Traveller unknown Come, thou Holy Spirit, come . Come thou Source of sweetest gladness Come, ye that love the Lord Come, ye thankful people, come Commit thou all thy griefs Creator of the world, to Thee 215 Dark is the sky that overhangs my soul Eternal Source of light divine. Fair waved the golden corn Father, Lord, we kneel before Thee For the beauty of the earth Gentle Jesus, meek and mild Great Mover of all hearts, whose hand Guide us, O Thou great Jehovah Hail to the Lord's Anointed Happy soul, that free from harms Hark! hark, my soul! angelic songs are swelling |