4. Yes: the sorrow and the suffering,
Which on every hand we see,
Channels are for tithes and offerings
Due by solemn right to Thee;
Right of which we may not rob Thee,
Debt we may not choose but pay,
Lest that Face of love and pity
Turn from us another day.

5. LORD of glory, Who hast bought us
With Thy life-blood as the price,
Never grudging for the lost ones
That tremendous sacrifice,

Give us Faith, to trust Thee boldly,
Hope, to stay our souls on Thee;
But oh! best of all Thy graces
Give us Thine own Charity.

Amen.

373.

For Hospitals.

"They brought unto Him all that were diseased, and besought Him that they might only touch the hem of His garment; and as many as were touched were made perfectly whole."

1.

HINE arm, O LORD, in days of old

THIN

Was strong to heal and save;
It triumphed o'er disease and death,
O'er darkness and the grave;

To Thee they went, the blind, the dumb,

The palsied and the lame, The leper with his tainted life

The sick with fevered frame.

2. And lo, Thy touch brought life and health,
Gave speech, and strength, and sight;
And youth renewed and frenzy calmed
Owned Thee, the LORD of Light;
And now, O LORD, be near to bless
Almighty as of yore,

In crowded street, by restless couch,
As by Gennesareth's shore.

3. Be Thou our great Deliverer still,
Thou LORD of life and death;
Restore and quicken, soothe and bless
With Thine almighty breath;

1.

To hands that work and eyes that see
Give wisdom's heavenly lore,

That whole and sick, and weak and strong,
May praise Thee evermore.

374.

Amen.

In time of Cattle Plague.

"Thou, LORD, shalt save both man and beast.'

ALL creation groans and travails;

Thou, O GOD, shalt hear its groan; For of man and all creation

Thou alike art LORD alone.

2. Pity then Thy guiltless creatures,

Who, not less, man's sufferings share:
For our sins it is they perish;

Let them profit by our prayer.

3. Cast Thine eye of love and mercy
On the misery of the land:
Say to the destroying Angel,

""Tis enough: stay now Thine hand." 4. In our homesteads, in our valleys, Through our pasture-lands give peace: Through the Goshen of Thine Israel Bid the grievous murrain cease.

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5. But with deeper, tenderer pity,
Call to mind, O Son of God,
Those in Thine own Image fashioned:
Ransomed with Thy precious blood:

6. Hear and grant the supplications,
Like a cloud of incense, borne
Up toward Thy Seat of Mercy,
From Thy people's hearts forlorn :
7. For the widow, for the orphan,
For the helpless, hopeless poor:
Helpless, hopeless, if Thou spare not
Of their basket and their store.

8. So while these her earnest accents
Day by day Thy Church repeats,—
That our sheep may bring forth thousands
And ten thousands in our streets;

9. That our oxen, strong to labour,
May not know nor fear decay;
That there be no more complaining,
And the plague have passed away.

10. And, at last, to all Thy servants,
When earth's troubles shall be o'er,
Threefold Godhead, give a portion
With Thyself for evermore.

Amen.

1.

375.

New Year's Eve.

"So soon passeth it away, and we are gone."

DAYS

AYS and moments quickly flying
Blend the living with the dead;

Soon will you and I be lying

Each within our narrow bed.

2. Soon our souls to God Who
gave them
Will have sped their rapid flight;
Able now by grace to save them,
O, that while we can we might!

3. JESU, infinite REDEEMER,

Maker of this mighty frame,
Teach, O teach us to remember

What we are and whence we came;

4. Whence we came, and whither wending;
Soon we must through darkness go,
To inherit bliss unending,

Or eternity of woe.

5. As the tree falls, so must it lie;

As the man lives, so will he die;
As the man dies, such must he be,

All through the days of eternity.

Amen.

This Hymn may also be sung at Burial of the Dead, and in Lent,

&c.

376.

The Annunciation of the Blessed
Virgin Mary.

"Mary, the Mother of Jesus."

1. SHALL

HALL we not love thee, Mother dear,
Whom JESUS loves so well?

And in His Temple, year by year,

Thy joy and glory tell?

2. Bound with the curse of sin and shame

We helpless sinners lay,

Until in tender love He came

To bear the curse away.

3. And thee He chose from whom to take True flesh His Flesh to be;

In It to suffer for our sake,

By It to make us free.