532.

ETERNAL Father, strong to save,
Whose arm hath bound the restless wave,
Who bid'st the mighty ocean deep
Its own appointed limits keep;

O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.
O Christ, whose voice the waters heard
And hushed their raging at Thy word,
Who walkedst on the foaming deep,
And calm amidst its rage didst sleep;
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.
Most Holy Spirit, who didst brood
Upon the chaos dark and rude,
And bid'st its angry tumult cease,
And giv'st, for wild confusion, peace;
O hear us when we cry to Thee
For those in peril on the sea.
O Trinity of love and power,
Our brethren shield in danger's hour;
From rock and tempest, fire and foe,
Protect them wheresoe'er they go;

Thus evermore shall rise to Thee
Glad hymns of praise from land and

sea.

Amen.

533. THY presence, gracious God, afford; Prepare us to receive Thy word: Now let Thy voice engage our ear, And faith be mixt with what we hear. Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, And crown Thy gospel with success. Distracting thoughts and cares remove, And fix our hearts and hopes above; With food divine may we be fed, And satisfied with living bread.

Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless, And crown Thy gospel with success. To us Thy sacred word apply With sov'reign pow'r and energy; And may we, in Thy faith and fear, Reduce to practice what we hear.

Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless,
And crown Thy gospel with success.
Father, in us Thy Son reveal,
Teach us to know and do Thy will;
Thy saving pow'r and love display,
And guide us to the realms of day.

Thus, Lord, Thy waiting servants bless,
And crown Thy gospel with success.

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534.

I'LL praise my Maker with my breath, And when my voice is lost in death

Praise shall employ my nobler powers: My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures.

Happy the man whose hopes rely
On Israel's God; He made the sky

And earth and seas, with all their His truth for ever stands secure; [train: He saves the oppressed, He feeds the

poor,

And none shall find His promise vain. The Lord hath eyes to give the blind; The Lord supports the sinking mind;

He sends the labouring conscience He helps the stranger in distress, [peace; The widow and the fatherless,

And grants the prisonersweet release. I'll praise Him while He lends me breath;

And when my voice is lost in death,

Praise shall employ my nobler powers My days of praise shall ne'er be past, While life and thought and being last, Or immortality endures.

535.

LET all the earth their voices raise,
To sing the choicest psalm of praise;

To sing and bless Jehovah's name :
His glory let the heathen know;
His wonders to the nations show;

And all His saving works proclaim. He framed the globe, He built the sky, He made the shining worlds on high,

And reigns complete in glory there; His beams are majesty and light; His beauties how divinely bright!

His temple, how divinely fair! Come, the great day the glorious hour, When earth shall feel His saving power, And barb'rous nations fear His name Then shall the race of man confess The beauty of His holiness,

And in His courts His grace proclaim.

H.R.H. THE LATE PRINCE CONSORT.

536.

THERE is a rest from sin and sorrow,
There is a land of perfect peace;
In patience wait, a brighter morrow
Shall bid thy toils and conflicts cease.
O not in vain the clouds are pouring

Their fulness o'er the thirsty earth; They come its faded green restoring, They come to give new verdure birth. O not in vain the share is driven

Down in the soft and yielding sod; In furrows deep, designed of Heaven, Is cast the precious seed of God. And not in vain the rod that chastens ; And not in vain the tears that flow; With winged speed the moment hastens, When thou the need of all shalt know.

In wisely mingled joy and sadness, "Tis He that portions out thy cup. Trust in the Lord when flesh is failing,

And slowly ebbs the faltering breath; His grace, o'er all thy sins prevailing, Sufficeth thee in life and death.

538.

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IN the Cross of Christ I glory;
Towering o'er the wrecks of time,
All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.
When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive and fears annoy,
Never shall the Cross forsake me,

Lo! it glows with peace and joy. When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the Cross the radiance streaming, Adds more lustre to the day. Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,

By the Cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide. In the Cross of Christ I glory;

Towering o'er the wrecks of time, All the light of sacred story

Gathers round its head sublime.

ABIDE with me, fast falls the eventide ; The darkness thickens: Lord, with me abide; [flee, When other helpers fail, and comforts Help of the helpless, O abide with me! Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day; [away; Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass Change and decay in all around I see; O Thou who changest not, abide with me!

Not a brief glance I beg, a passing word, But as Thou dwell'st with Thy disciples, Lord,

Familiar, condescending, patient, free, Come not to sojourn, but abide with me; Come not in terrors, as the King of kings, But kind and good, with healing in Thy wings;

Tears for all woes, a heart for every plea;

Come, Friend of sinners, thus abide with

me.

I need Thy presence every passing hour,What but Thy grace can foil the tempt[er's power? Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be? [with me! Through cloud and sunshine, O abide I fear no foe, with Thee at hand to bless: Ills have no weight, and tears no bitter

ness.

Where is death's sting? where, grave, thy victory?

I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. Hold Thou Thy cross before my closing Shine through the gloom, and point me eyes, [to the skies: Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows flee;

In life, in death, O Lord, abide with me!

BEGONE, unbelief!
My Saviour is near,
And for my relief

Will surely appear :
By prayer let me wrestle,
And he will perform :
With Christ in the vessel

I smile at the storm.

Though dark be my way, Since He is my guide, "Tis mine to obey,

'Tis His to provide: Though cisterns be broken, And creatures all fail, The word He hath spoken Shall surely prevail. His love, in time past, Forbids me to think He'll leave me at last In trouble to sink Each sweet Ebenezer

;

I have in review, Confirms his good pleasure To help me quite through.