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2 As laborers in Thy vineyard
Still faithful may they be, Content to bear the burden
Of weary days for Thee; To ask no other wages,
When Thou shalt call them home, But to have shared the travail
Which makes Thy kingdom come. 3 Come down, Thou Holy Spirit,
And fill their souls with light; Clothe them in spotless raiment,
In vesture clean and white;
Within Thy sacred temple
Be with them where they stand, To guide and teach Thy people
Throughout our native land. 4 Be with them, God the Father!
Be with them, God the Son!
Most blessed Three in One!
Thee humbly to adore,
480 ST. MICHAEL
2 Within Thy temple when they stand 4 To watch and pray, and never faint;
To teach the truth as taught by Thee, By day and night strict guard to keep; Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand To warn the sinner, cheer the saint, The angels of the churches be.
Nourish Thy lambs, and feed Thy sheep; 3 Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, 5 Then, while their work is finished here,
Firmness with meekness, from above, In humble hope their charge resign, To bear Thy people on their heart,
When the Chief Shepherd shall appear, And love the souls whom Thou dost love; O God, may they and we be Thine.
482 ST. ANNE C. M.
tem - ple stands, Built
cept the walls that
hu - man hands Have raised to wor-ship Thee.
A - men.
2 Lord, from Thine inmost glory send,
Within these walls t’ abide,
Serenely by Thy side.
Be taught the better way;
And they who mourn, and they who fear,
Be strengthened as they pray. 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm,
And pure devotion rise, (storm While, round these hallowed walls, the
Of earth-born passion dies.
W. C. Bryant, 1835
J. H. Schein (15861630)
LORD of hosts, whose glo - ry fills
The bounds of the
ter - pal hills,
And yet vouchsafes, in Christian lands, To dwell in tem-ples made with hands, A - men.
2 Grant that all we, who here to-day
Rejoicing this foundation lay,
deed Thine own, Built on the precious corner-stone. 3 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.
The temple of Thine own elect;
And her con - fi. dence & . lone.
2 All that dedicated city,
Dearly loved of God on high, In exultant jubilation
Pours perpetual melody; God the One in Three adoring
In glad hymns eternally.
3 To this temple, where we call Thee,
Come, O Lord of hosts, to-day:
Hear Thy people as they pray;
Shed within its walls alway.
4 Here vouchsafe to all Thy servants
What they ask of Thee to gain,
With the blessed to retain,
Anon. (Latin, 6th or 7th Cent.) Tr. J. M. Neale, 1851