136.

HOLY, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!
Early in the morning our song shall rise to Thee.
Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty,

God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!

Holy, Holy, Holy! all the saints adore Thee,

Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea; Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee, Which wert, and art, and evermore shalt be.

Holy, Holy, Holy! though the darkness hide Thee,
Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not see,
Only Thou art holy; there is none beside Thee,
Perfect in power, in love, and purity.

Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty!

All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth and sky

and sea.

Holy, Holy, Holy! merciful and mighty,

God in Three Persons, blessed Trinity!

BISHOP HEBER, d. 1826.

137.

FATHER of heaven, whose love profound
A ransom for our souls has found,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend ;
To us Thy pardoning love extend.

Almighty Son, incarnate Word,

Our Prophet, Priest, Redeemer, Lord,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
To us Thy saving grace extend.

Eternal Spirit, by whose breath
The soul is raised from sin and death,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
To us Thy quickening power extend.

Jehovah, Father, Spirit, Son,
Mysterious Godhead, Three in One,
Before Thy throne we sinners bend;
Grace, pardon, life to us extend.

EDWARD COOPER, 1805.

138.

THREE in One, and One in Three,

Ruler of the earth and sea,

Hear us while we lift to Thee
Holy chant and psalm.

Light of lights, with morning-shine
Lift on us Thy light divine;

And let charity benign

Breathe on us her balm.

Light of lights, when falls the even,
Let it sink on sins forgiven;

Fold us in the peace of heaven;

Shed a vesper calm.

Three in One, and One in Three,
Darkling here we worship Thee;
With the saints hereafter we

Hope to bear the palm.

GILBERT RORISON, 1849: based on two early Latin Hymns.

139.

ROUND the Lord in glory seated
Cherubim and Seraphim

Filled His temple, and repeated
Each to each the alternate hymn.
"Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,
Earth is with Thy fulness stored;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord."

Heaven is still with glory ringing,
Earth takes up the angels' cry,
"Holy, Holy, Holy," singing,

"Lord of hosts, the Lord most high. Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven, Earth is with Thy fulness stored;

Unto Thee be glory given,

Holy, Holy, Holy Lord."

With His seraph train before Him,
With His holy church below,
Thus conspire we to adore Him,
Bid we thus our anthem flow:

"Lord, Thy glory fills the heaven,
Earth is with Thy fulness stored;
Unto Thee be glory given,
Holy, Holy, Holy Lord."

BISHOP MANT, 1837.

140.

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

As of old Saint Andrew heard it
By the Galilean lake,

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

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."

In our joys and in our sorrows,
Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls, in cares and pleasures,
"Christian, love Me more than these."

Jesus calls us by Thy mercies,
Saviour, may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thy obedience,
Serve and love Thee best of all.

CECIL FRANCES ALEXANDER, 1852.