FIRST LINE. Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise..... Saviour, blessed Saviour ... Saviour, breathe an evening blessing... Stabat Mater dolorosa Stand up! stand up for Jesus Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear... J. Keble Sweet is the work, our God and King Dr. Watts, Ps. 92... ... Take my life, and let it be The Church's one Foundation 201 94 299 18 34 ... 14 The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended J. Ellerton ... 15 The eternal gates lift up their heads... C. Frances Alexander 117 The Head that once was crowned with thorns The hearts whose love abounded. T. Olivers (From the Hebrew) T. Kelly. J. H. Skrine The King of love my shepherd is Sir H. W. Baker ... ... ...... The Lord my pasture shall prepare... Joseph Addison The night of agony hath passed ... ......... The sun is sinking fast ................ Thee we adore, O hidden Saviour, Thee...... 311 112 220 248 247 320 and 86 19 G. Thring W. St. Hill Bourne Joseph Addison 158 208 69 There is a blessed home Sir H. W. Baker Thomas of Aquino) 183 159 71 ΙΟΙ There is a book, who runs may read... J. Keble C. Frances Alexander 104 There is a land of pure delight......... Dr. Watts 286 FIRST LINE. Thine arm, O Lord, in days of old ... This is the day the Lord hath made... will not deplore thee Thou, Whose Almighty Word ........... Through the day Thy love has spared us... Through the night of doubt and sorrow Thy kingdom come, O God Baring - Gould (From the Danish of 48 Thy kingdom come! on bended knee F. L. Hosmer.. Till He come!'-Oh! let the words To the Name of our salvation Veni, Sancte Spiritus Dr. Horatius Bonar 232 Bishop Bickersteth... 186 (From the Latin) 270 Pope Innocent III (?) 124 Wake! awake! for night is flying ... Catharine Wink- FIRST LINE. AUTHOR. NO. We have not known Thee as we ought T. B. Pollock We love the place, O God Dean Bullock, and We plough the fields, and scatter...... Jane M. Campbell 102 We sing the praise of Him Who died T. Kelly When all Thy mercies, O my God ... Joseph Addison heaven J. Keble 100 When I survey the wondrous Cross... Dr. Watts.... Where art Thou, Lord? With anxious eye Where high the heavenly temple stands Where shall we find our mightiest saint.. Where'er have trod Thy sacred feet... Attributed to Dr. |