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Fairlamb, The H. W. Gray Company, Mr. Henry Howard, Rev. C. L. Hutchins, D.D., Mr. Ralph Kinder, Dr. A. H. Messiter, Mrs. Mary R. Lowry, Dr. H. W. Parker, Messrs. W. A. Pond & Company, Mr. H. J. Storer, The Unitarian Sunday School Society, Dr. George W. Walter, The WhiteSmith Company; and by several of those who also control copyrighted hymns which appear in this book. .

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1 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God almighty!

Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee;
Holy, holy, holy! merciful and mighty!

All thy works shall praise thy name in earth, and sky, and sea. 2 Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee,

Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be!
3 Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee,

Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may not see,
Only thou art holy; there is none beside thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.

Bishop Reginald Heber, 1783


C. M.

J. B. Dykes


A - MEN.

3 1 One holy church of God appears

Through every age and race, Unwasted by the lapse of years,

Unchanged by changing place.

2 From oldest time, on farthest shores,

Beneath the pine or palm,
One unseen presence she adores,

With silence or with psalm.


I City of God, how broad and far

Outspread thy walls sublime!
The true thy chartered freemen are,

Of every age and clime.
2 One holy church, one army strong,

One steadfast high intent,
One working band, one harvest-song,

One King omnipotent! 3 How purely hath thy speech come down

From man's primæval youth! How grandly hath thine empire grown

Of freedom, love, and truth! 4 How gleam thy watch-fires through the

night, With never-fainting ray! How rise thy towers, erene and bright,

To meet the dawning day!
5 In vain the surge's angry shock,

In vain the drifting sands;
Unharmed, upon the eternal rock,
The eternal city stands.

Rev. Samuel Johnson, 1822

Her priests are all God's faithful sons,

To serve the world raised up; The pure in heart her baptized ones;

Love, her communion-cup.

4 The truth is her prophetic gift,

The soul her sacred page;
And feet on mercy's errands swift

Do make her pilgrimage.

5 O living church, thine errand speed;

Fulfil thy task sublime; With bread of life earth's hunger feed; Redeem the evil time!

Rev. Samuel Longfellow, 1819

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4 I O Lord of life and truth and


2 The stone the builders set at nought Ere nature was begun!

That stone has now become Make welcome to our erring race The sure foundation, and the strength Thy spirit and thy Son.

Of Zion's heavenly dome.

Spirit of the Psalms 2 We hail the church, built high o'er all

6 The heathen's rage and scoff, 1 O where are kings and empires now Thy providence its fenced wall,

Of old that went and came ? “The Lamb the light thereof." But, Lord, thy church is praying yet,

A thousand years the same. 3 Thy Christ hath reached his heavenly seat,

2 We mark her goodly battlements, Through sorrows and through scars: And her foundations strong; The golden lamps are at his feet,

We hear within the solemn voice And in his hand the stars.

Of her unending song. 4 O may he walk among us here

3 For not like kingdoms of the world With his rebuke and love;

Thy holy church, O God! A brightness o'er this lower sphere, - Tho' earthquake shocks are threatenA ray from worlds above!

And tempests are abroad; [ing her, Rev. Nathaniel L. Frothingham, 1793 5

4 Unshaken as eternal hills, 1 This is the day the Lord hath made: Immovable she stands, O earth, rejoice and sing;

A mountain that shall fill the earth, Let songs of triumph hail the morn, A house not made with hands. Hosanna to our King!

Rev. A. Cleveland Coxe, 1818

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7 I Lord of all being, throned afar,

Our rainbow arch thy mercy's sign: Thy glory flames from sun and star; All, save the clouds of sin, are thine. Centre and soul of every sphere,

4 Lord of all life, below, above, [is love; Yet to each loving heart how near!

Whose light is truth, whose warmth 2 Sun of our life, thy quickening ray Before thy ever-blazing throne

Sheds on our path the glow of day: We ask no lustre of our own. Star of our hope, thy softened light Cheers the long watches of the night. 5 Grant us thy truth to make us free,

And kindling hearts that burn for thee, 3 Our midnight is thy smile withdrawn; Till all thy living altars claim Our noontide is thy gracious dawn; One holy light, one heavenly flame.

Oliver Wendell Holmes, 1809 LOUVAN L. M. (Second Tune; also Hymn 10 )

V.C. Taylor

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