2 Soon as the evening shades prevail,

The moon takes up the wondrous tale,
And nightly to the listening earth
Repeats the story of her birth;

Whilst all the stars that round her burn,
And all the planets in their turn,
Confirm the tidings as they roll,
And spread the truth from pole to pole.

3 What though in solemn silence all
Move round this dark terrestrial ball;
What though no real voice nor sound
Amidst their radiant orbs be found;
In reason's ear they all rejoice,
And utter forth a glorious voice;
For ever singing, as they shine,
"The hand that made us is divine."
J. ADDISON, 1712

HEATHLANDS Six 7s.

H. SMART, 1867

us all;

solemn call.

2 Light, and love, and life are Thine, Great Creator of all good;

Fill our souls with light divine;

Give us with our daily food Blessings from Thy heavenly store, Blessings rich for evermore.

3 Graft within our heart of hearts
Love undying for Thy name;
Bid us ere the day departs
Spread afar our Maker's fame:
Young and old together bless,
Clothe our souls with righteousness.

Rev. GODFREY THRING, 1862

VIENNA 7.7.7.7.

J. H. KNECHT, 1797

4

ias rang,

it was done.