While in essence only One,
Undivided God, we claim Thee;
And, adoring, bend the knee,
While we own the mystery.

4 Spare Thy people, Lord, we pray,
By a thousand snares surrounded:
Keep us without sin to-day,
Never let us be confounded.
Lo! I put my trust in Thee;
Never, Lord, abandon me.

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6.6.6.6.8.8.

WE give immortal praise,

To God the Father's love,

For all our comforts here,

And all our hopes above:
He sent His own Eternal Son
To die for sins that man had done.

To God the Son belongs
Immortal glory too,

Who saved us by His blood

From everlasting woe:

And now He lives, and now He reigns,
And sees the fruit of all His pains.

To God the Spirit praise

And endless worship give,
Whose new-creating power

Makes the dead sinner live:

His work completes the great design,
And fills the soul with joy divine.

Almighty God, to Thee,

Be endless honors done;

The sacred Persons Three,

The Godhead only One;

Where reason fails with all her powers,
There faith prevails, and love adores.

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8.7.8.7.8.8.7.

OUND aloud Jehovah's praises,
Tell abroad the awful Name;
Heaven the ceaseless anthem raises,
Let the earth her God proclaim :
God, the hope of every nation,
God, the source of consolation,
Holy, blessed Trinity!

2 This the Name from ancient ages
Hidden in its dazzling light;
This the Name that kings and sages
Prayed and strove to know aright,
Through God's wondrous Incarnation
Now revealed the world's salvation,
Ever blessed Trinity!

3 Into this great Name and holy,
We all tribes and tongues baptize;
Thus the Highest owns the lowly,
Homeward, heavenward bids them rise;
Gathers them from every nation,
Bids them join in adoration
Of the blessed Trinity!

4 In this Name the heart rejoices.

Pouring forth its secret prayer:
In this Name we lift our voices,
And our common faith declare;
Offering humble supplication,

Thanks, and praise, and veneration
To the blessed Trinity!

5 Glory be to God the Father,
Glory be to God the Son,
Glory be to God the Spirit,

Great Jehovah, Three in One.
Praise from all in earth and heaven
Unto Thee be ever given,

Holy, blessed Trinity!

Also the following:

383 Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty. 384 God, my Father, hear me pray. 385 Holy, Holy, Holy Lord.

386 Holy Father, great Creator.
388 Come, Thou almighty King.

389 Three in One, and One in Three.
546 Great Creator, Lord of all.
617 Glory be to God the Father.

OTHER FEASTS AND FASTS.

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St. Andrew.

ESUS calls us; o'er the tumult
Of our life's wild, restless sea,
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,
Saying, "Christian, follow Me;"

2 As of old, St. Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,

8.7.

Turned from home, and toil, and kindred, Leaving all for His dear sake.

3 Jesus calls us from the worship

Of the vain world's golden store; From each idol that would keep us, Saying, "Christian, love Me more." 4 In our joys and in our sorrows, Days of toil and hours of ease, Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, "That we love Him more than these." 5 Jesus calls us: by Thy mercies,

Saviour, make us hear Thy call, Give our hearts to Thine obedience, Serve and love Thee best of all.

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St. Thomas.

C. M.

THOU, Who didst, with love untold,
Thy doubting servant chide,

And bad'st the eye of sense behold
Thy wounded hands and side;

2 Grant us, like him, with heartfelt awe,
To own Thee God and Lord,

And from this hour of darkness draw
A fuller faith's reward.

3 And while that wondrous record now
Of unbelief we hear,

Oh, let us only lowlier bow

In self-distrusting fear;

4 And pray that we may never dare
Thy loving heart to grieve;

But at the last their blessings share
Who see not, yet believe!

Also the following:

426 We walk by faith, and not by sight.

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St. Stephen.

L. M.

SON of Man, Thyself once crossed
By every suffering here below,
Who taught'st Thy noble martyr-host
To follow in Thy path of woe:
2 O Son of God, Whose glory cast

Its light upon Thy champion's face,
Revealing to His eyes at last

The marvels of the holiest place:

3 Be ours the faith that sees Thee stand Beside the throne of God on high, To succor with Thy strong right hand Thy soldiers when to Thee they cry. 4 Be ours the hope, resigned and meek, That trusts the spirit to Thy care, That longs Thy face in heaven to seek, And dwell with Thee in glory there. 5 Be ours the love, divine and free,

Which asks forgiveness for our foes; Which draws, in life, its life from Thee, And, dying, finds in Thee repose.

St. John the Evangelist.

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servant grace

On Thee the living Rock to rest,