Whereon their hallowing influence flowed, Lord, in thy rest may we be calm, Would we go forth, O God, Through thy completeness strong. SAMUEL JOHNSON, 1822-1882. 3. MYSTERIOUS Presence, source of all, — Thy hand unseen to accents clear The world without, the soul within, Fountain of life, O hear our call, And pour thy living waters in. Awoke the psalmist's trembling lyre, And touched the lips of holy seer With flame from thine own altar fire. 2.' Thou breathest in the rushing wind, 4. That touch divine still, Lord, impart, SETH CURTIS BEACH, 1837 PARKER. IO. IO. IO. IO. HORATIO WILLIAM PARKER, 1863 O I. THOU whose power o'er moving worlds presides, On darkling man in pure effulgence shine, And cheer the clouded mind with light divine. A-MEN. 2. 'Tis thine alone to calm the pious breast From thee, great God, we spring, to thee we tend, - BOETHIUS, circa 475-525. |