501

7.6.7.6.8.8.8.5

THEN wilt thou save the people?
O God of mercy, when?

WHE

Not kings and lords, but nations!

Not thrones and crowns, but men!
Flowers of thy heart, O God, are they;
Let them not pass, like weeds, away,
Their heritage a sunless day.
God save the people!

2 Shall crime bring crime for ever, Strength aiding still the strong? Is it thy will, O Father,

That man shall toil for wrong? "No," say thy mountains; "No," thy skies;

Man's clouded sun shall brightly rise,
And songs be heard instead of sighs;
God save the people!

3 When wilt thou save the people?
O God of mercy, when?
The people, Lord, the people,

Not thrones and crowns, but men!
God save the people; thine they are,
Thy children, as thy angels fair;
From vice, oppression, and despair,
God save the people! Amen.

Ebenezer Elliott, 1850

502

L°

L.M.

ORD, speak to me, that I may speak
In living echoes of thy tone;

As thou hast sought, so let me seek,
Thy erring children lost and lone.

2 O lead me, Lord, that I may

lead

The wandering and the wavering feet; O feed me, Lord, that I may feed

Thy hungering ones with manna sweet.

3 O strengthen me, that while I stand Firm on the Rock, and strong in thee, I may stretch out a loving hand

To wrestlers with the troubled sea.

4 O teach me, Lord, that I may teach

The precious things thou dost impart; And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart.

5 O give thine own sweet rest to me,
That I may speak with soothing power
A word in season, as from thee,
To weary ones in needful hour.

6 O fill me with thy fullness, Lord,
Until my very heart o'erflow

In kindling thought and glowing word,
Thy love to tell, thy praise to show.

7 O use me, Lord, use even me,

Just as thou wilt, and when, and where: Until thy blessed face I see,

Thy rest, thy joy, thy glory share.

Amen.

Frances R. Havergal, 1872

503

O

L.M.

GOD of mercy! hearken now; Before thy throne we humbly bow; With heart and voice to thee we cry For all on earth who suffering lie.

2 We seek thee where thou dwell'st on high, Beyond the glittering, starry sky:

We find thee where thou dwell'st below Beside the beds of want and woe.

3 Be ours the hearts and hands to bless
The sorrowing sons of wretchedness;
Send thou the help we cannot give:
Bid dying souls arise and live.

4 O let the healing waters spring,
Touched by thy pitying angel's wing;
With quickening power new strength impart
To palsied will, to withered heart.

5 Where poverty in pain must lie,
Where little suffering children cry,
Bid us haste forth as called by thee,
And in thy poor, thyself to see.

6 Be thou, O God eternal, blest,
Thy holy Name on earth confest!
Echo thy praise from every shore
For ever and for evermore.

Amen.

Emily Vernon Clark, 1891

504

H

7.7.7.7.8.8.8.8

OLY offerings, rich and rare,
Offerings of praise and prayer,

Purer life and purpose high,
Clasped hands, uplifted eye,

Lowly acts of adoration

To the God of our salvation;

On his altar laid, we leave them.

Christ, present them! God, receive them!

2 Homage of each humble heart,
Ere we from thy house depart;
Worship fervent, deep and high,
Adoration, ecstasy;

All that childlike love can render
Of devotion true and tender;

On thine altar laid, we leave them:
Christ, present them! God, receive them!

3 To the Father, and the Son,
And the Spirit, Three in One,
Though our mortal weakness raise
Offerings of imperfect praise,

Yet with hearts bowed down most lowly,
Crying, Holy! Holy! Holy!

On thine altar laid, we leave them:
Christ, present them! God, receive them!

Amen.

John S. B. Monsell, 1867, abr.

505

C.M.

HROUGH him, who all our sickness

TH

felt,

Who all our sorrows bare,

Through him, in whom thy fullness dwelt,
We lift to thee our prayer.

2 Help us to help each other, Lord,
Each other's burdens bear;
Let each his friendly aid afford,
To soothe another's care.

3 Help us to build each other up,
Help us ourselves to prove;
Increase our faith, confirm our hope,
And perfect us in love.

4 Complete at length thy work of grace,
And take us to thy rest,

Among the saints who see thy face,
To be for ever blest. Amen.

Charles Wesley, 1782, cento

Also the following

99 Hail to the Lord's Anointed 105 Thy kingdom come, O God 115 Soldiers of the cross, arise

125 Lord, as to thy dear cross we flee 181 O Jesus, crowned with all renown 268 Jesus calls us; o'er the tumult 280 O Son of God, our Captain of salvation 300 Lo! what a cloud of witnesses 307 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear 312 God of mercy, God of grace

337 Thou, who at thy first Eucharist didst pray

538 Stand up, stand up, for Jesus

539 Through the night of doubt and sorrow

506

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Temperance

8.8.8.7

ATHER, who on man dost shower,
Gifts of plenty from thy dower,

To thy people give the power
All thy gifts to use aright.

2 Give pure happiness in leisure,
Temperance in every pleasure,
Holy use of earthly treasure,

Bodies clear and spirits bright.

3 Lift from this and every nation
All that brings us degradation;
Quell the forces of temptation;
Put thine enemies to flight.