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3 It floateth like a banner

Before God's host unfurled; It shineth like a beacon

Above the darkling world; It is the chart and compass

That o'er life's surging sea, 'Mid mists and rocks and quicksands

Still guides, O Christ, to Thee. 4 O make Thy Church, dear Saviour,

A lamp of purest gold,
To bear before the nations

Thy true light, as of old.
O teach Thy wandering pilgrims

By this their path to trace,
Till, clouds and darkness ended,
They see Thee face to face.

Wm. Walsham How, 1867

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AURELIA 7. 6. 7. 6. D.

Samuel S. Wesley, 1864

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With His own blood He bought her, And

1 THE Church's one foundation

Is Jesus Christ her Lord;
She is His new creation

By water and the word;
From heaven He came and sought her

To be His holy bride;
With His own blood He bought her,

And for her life He died. 2 Elect from every nation,

Yet one o'er all the earth, Her charter of salvation

One Lord, one faith, one birth; One holy name she blesses,

Partakes one holy food, And to one hope she presses,

With every grace endued.

3 'Mid toil and tribulation,

And tumult of her war,
She waits the consummation

Of peace for evermore;
Till with the vision glorious

Her longing eyes are blest,
And the great Church victorious

Shall be the Church at rest.
4 Yet she on earth hath union

With Father, Spirit, Son,
And mystic sweet conmunion

With those whose rest is won:
O happy ones and holy!

Lord, give us grace that we,
Like them the meek and lowly,
On high may dwell with Thee.

Samuel J. Stone, 1866; ( text of 1872)

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But, Lord, Thy Church is

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10 WHERE are kings and empires now

Of old that went and came?
But, Lord, Thy Church is praying yet,

A thousand years the same.

2 We mark her goodly battlements,

And her foundations strong; We hear within the solemn voice

Of her unending song.

3 For not like kingdoms of the world

Thy holy Church, O God,
Though earthquake shocks are threatening her,

And tempests are abroad,

4 Unshaken as eternal hills,

Immovable she stands,
A mountain that shall fill the earth,
A house not made by hands.

A. Cleveland Coxe, 1839. Alt, and art,

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CITY of God, how broad and far

Out-spread thy walls sublime! The true thy chartered freemen are

Of every age and clime.

2 One holy Church, one army strong,

One steadfast high intent,
One working band, one barvest-song,

One King omnipotent!

3 How purely hath thy speech come down

From man's primeval youth!
How grandly hath thine empire grown

Of freedom, love and truth!

4 How gleam thy watchfires through the night

With never-fainting ray!
How rise thy towers, serene and bright,

To meet the dawning day!

5 In vain the surge's angry shock,

In vain the drifting sands: Unharmed upon th' eternal Rock Th' eternal city stands.

Samuel Johnson, 1864

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1 I LOVE Thy kingdom, Lord,

The house of Thine abode,
The Church our blest Redeemer saved

With His own precious blood. 2 I love Thy Church, O God;

Her walls before Thee stand, Dear as the apple of Thine eye,

And graven on Thy hand. 3 For her my tears shall fall,

For her my prayers ascend,
To her my cares and toils be given,

Till toils and cares shall end.

4 Beyond my highest joy

I prize her heavenly ways,
Her sweet communion, solemn vows,

Her hymns of love and praise. 5 Jesus, Thow Friend divine,

Our Saviour and our King,
Thy hand from every snare and foe

Shall great deliverance bring. 6 Sure as Thy truth shall last,

To Zion shall be given
The brightest glories earth can yield,
And brighter bliss of heaven.

Timothy Dwight, 1800

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