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Prepared the trumpet's call to greet,

Soldier of Jesus, stand!
Pilgrim of Christ, with ready feet

Await thy Lord's command.

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Seek, soldier! pilgrim! seek thine home,

Revealed in sacred lore;
The land whence pilgrims never roam,
Where soldiers war no more ; -

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Where founts of life their treasures yield

In streams that never cease ; Where everlasting mountains shield

Vales of eternal peace :

Where they who meet shall never part ;

Where grace achieves its plan; And God, uniting every heart, Dwells face to face with man.

Thomas Gisborne. 1803.


O UR God, our Father, with us stay,

And make us keep thy narrow way;
Free us from sin and all its power ;
Give us a joyful dying hour; .
Deliver us from Satan's arts,
And let us build our hopes on thee,
Down in our very heart of hearts !
O God, may we true servants be,
And serve thee ever perfectly.
Help us, with all thy children here,
To fight and fee with holy fear;

Flee from temptation, and to fight
With thine own weapons for the right ;
Amen! Amen! so let it be!
So shall we ever sing to Thee,




IT came upon the midnight clear,
T That glorious song of old,
From angels bending near the earth

To touch their harps of gold, -
“ Peace to the earth, good will to men,

From Heaven's all-gracious King":
The world in solemn stillness lay,

To hear the angels fing.

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Yet with the woes of fin and strife

The world has suffered long;
Beneath the angel-Itrain have rolled

Two thousand years of wrong ;
And men, at war with men, hear not

The love-song which they bring :
O, hush the noise, ye men of strife,

And hear the angels fing !

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For lo! the days are hastening on,

By prophet bards foretold, When with the ever-circling years

Comes round the age of gold ; When Peace shall over all the earth

Its ancient splendors Aing, And the whole world send back the song Which now the angels sing.

Rev. E. H. Sears.


IN the beginning was the Word :
1 Athwart the chaos-night
It gleamed with quick creative power,

And there was life and light.

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And as that Word moves surely on,

The light, ray after ray,
Streams farther out athwart the dark,

And night grows into day.

O Word that broke the stillness first,

Sound on! and never cease, Till all Earth's darkness be made light,

And all her discord peace!

Till — wail of woe and clank of chain

And bruit of battle stilled — The world with thy great music's pulse,

O Word of Love! be thrilled ; —

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