And the night cometh chill with dew, "So let the hills of doubt divide, away A song of a boat Acquaint thyself with God, if thou wouldst taste Cowper All worldly shapes shall melt in gloom 108 213 Alone, alone, ah! weary soul Farrar 97 . Asleep in Jesus! blessed sleep Awake, my soul! not only passive praise BARREN fig-tree sure am I Be kind to thy father, for when thou wert young Beneath the chancel's hallowed stone Broken sunlight! shadows in its train DARK shadows of affliction fall Despair not in the vale of woe "Do I not feel?" The doubt is keen as steel Father! that in the olive shade Fight on, fight on-'tis morning time Finish thy work, the time is short For the strength of the hills we bless Thee. Four little words, no more From earth retiring From the far-off fields of earthly toil Frozen, and chilled, and stranded, they said GIVE thanks in everything. Give us this day our daily bread Go when the morning shineth God hath created nights God might have made the earth bring forth God's reiterated "All" Great offices will have. PAGE HARK, hark, my soul! Angelic songs are swelling Faber 31 Hark; the voice of Jesus crying. From " Sacred 273 He is the freeman whom the truth makes free He who moved invisible to man "Himself hath done it all"-oh how these words His promises surpass my thought How often forgetting the crown How sweet to the soul are the breathings of I AM far frae my hame I do not ask, O Lord, that life may be I know not what will befall me; God hangs a I like that ancient Saxon phrase which calls I look along the past, and gather themes I murmur not that now a stranger I praised the earth in beauty seen I sat in the school of sorrow I saw the young bride in her beauty and pride I shine in the light of God I will accept Thy will to do and be I would not enter on my list of friends If affliction grasp thee rudely If sorrow came not near us Immortal Hope . Heber "In heaven there's rest," that thought hath a 204 28 74 253 16 |