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4 We, Lord, would lay, at Thy behest,

The costliest offerings on Thy shrine ; But when we give, and give our best,

We only give Thee that is Thine.
5 O Father, whence all blessings come,

O Son, dispenser of God's store,
O Spirit, bear our offerings home.
Lord, make them Thine for evermore.

E. A. Dayman. 720

C. M.
O Thou great Teacher from the skies,

Who lived and died for men ;
Teach us with Thee to sympathize,

And be as Thou wast then.

2 It was the glory of Thy heart,

Whate'er Thou hadst to give ;
For others' sufferings to impart,

For others' good to live.
3 Be Thou in us a living soul ;

Be Thou our spirit's power ;
Its secret thought, its life's control,

To guide it every hour.
4 We need like Thee a spirit true,

A just and generous mind,
Which seeks, in all it has to do,
The good of all mankind.

T. C. Upham. 721

C. M. FOUNTAIN of good, to own Thy love

Our thankful hearts incline;
What can we render, Lord, to Thee,

When all the worlds are Thine ?

2 But Thou hast needy brethren here,

Partakers of Thy grace,
Whose names Thou wilt Thyself confess

Before the Father's face.
3 In each sad accent of distress

Thy pleading voice is heard ; In them Thou may'st be clothed and fed,

And visited, and cheered.
4 Help us then, Lord, Thy yoke to wear,

And joy to do Thy will ;
Each other's burdens gladly bear,

And love's sweet law fulfil,
5 Thy face with reverence and with love

We in Thy poor would see ; And while we minister to them,

Would do it as to Thee. 6 Do Thou, O Lord, our alms accept,

And with Thy blessing speed ; Bless us in giving ; greatly bless Our gifts to them that need.

P. Doddridge. E. Osler. 722

11s, 10s, 41. With Refrain. RESCUE the perishing, care for the dying, Snatch them in pity from sin and the

grave; Weep o'er the erring one, lift up the fallen,

Tell them of Jesus the mighty to save. Rescue the perishing, care for the dying ;

Jesus is merciful, Jesus will save. 2 Though they are slighting Him, still He is

waiting, Waiting the penitent child to receive : Plead with them earnestly, plead with them

gently :
He will forgive if they only believe.

Rescue the perishing, etc.

3 Down in the human heart, crushed by the

tempter, Feelings lie buried that grace can restore ; Touched by a loving hand, wakened by

kindness, Chords that were broken will vibrate

once more.

Rescue the perishing, etc.

4 Rescue the perishing, duty demands it ; Strength for thy labor the Lord will pro

vide : Back to the narrow way patiently win Tell the poor wanderer a Saviour has

died.
Rescue the perishing, etc.

F. J. Van Alstyne.

them ;

7s, 6s. 81.

723

O THOU before whose presence

Nought evil may come in,
Yet who dost look in mercy

Down on this world of sin ;
O give us noble purpose

To set the sin-bound free,
And Christ-like tender pity

To seek the lost for Thee.

2 Fierce is our subtle foeman :

The forces at his hand
With woes that none can number

Despoil the pleasant land ;
All they who war against them,

In strife so keen and long,
Must in their Saviour's armor

Be stronger than the strong.

3 So hast Thou wrought among us

The great things that we see ;
For things that are we thank Thee,

And for the things to be.
For bright hope is uplifting

Faint hands and feeble knees,
To strive beneath Thy blessing

For greater things than these.
4 Lead on, O love and mercy,

O purity and power,
Lead on till peace eternal

Shall close this battle-hour :
Till all who prayed and struggled

To set their brethren free,
In triumph meet to praise Thee,
Most Holy Trinity.

S. J. Stone. 724

L. M. WHEN, doomed to death, th' apostle lay

At night in Herod's dungeon cell,
A light shone round him like the day,

And from his limbs the fetters fell. 2 A messenger from God was there,

To break his chain and bid him rise ; And lo! the saint, as free as air,

Walked forth beneath the open skies. 3 Chains yet more strong and cruel bind

The victims of that deadly thirst Which drowns the soul, and from the mind

Blots the bright image stamped at first. 4 O God of love and mercy, deign

To look on those with pitying eye Who struggle with that fatal chain,

And send them succor from on high !

5 Send down, in its resistless might,

Thy gracious Spirit, we implore, And lead the captive forth to light, A rescued soul, a slave no more !

W. C. Bryant.

725

L. M.
O LORD of hosts, whose glory fills
The bounds of the eternal hills,
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands,

To dwell in temples made with hands. 2 Grant that all we, who here to-day

Rejoicing this foundation lay,
May be in very deed Thine own,

Built on the precious corner-stone.
3 Endue the creatures with Thy grace,

That shall adorn Thy dwelling-place ;
The beauty of the oak and pine,
The gold and silver, make them Thine.

4 To Thee they all belong, to Thee

The treasures of the earth and sea ;
And when we bring them to Thy throne

We but present Thee with Thine own. 5 The heads that guide endue with skill,

The hands that work preserve from ill,
That we, who these foundations lay,
May raise the topstone in its day.

6 But now and ever, Lord, protect

The temple of Thine own elect;
Be Thou in them, and they in Thee,
O ever-blessèd Trinity.

J. M. Neale.

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