191.

NOW the labourer's task is o'er;
Now the battle-day is past;
Now upon the farther shore
Lands the voyager at last.
Father, in Thy gracious keeping
Leave we now Thy servant sleeping.

There the tears of earth are dried;
There its hidden things are clear;
There the work of life is tried

By a juster Judge than here.
Father, in Thy gracious keeping
Leave we now Thy servant sleeping.

There the sinful souls, that turn

To the cross their dying eyes,
All the love of Christ shall learn
At His feet in Paradise.
Father, in Thy gracious keeping
Leave we now Thy servant sleeping.

There no more the powers of hell

Can prevail to mar their

peace; Christ the Lord shall guard them well, He who died for their release. Father, in Thy gracious keeping Leave we now Thy servant sleeping.

"Earth to earth and dust to dust".
Calmly now the words we say,
Leaving him to sleep in trust.
Till the resurrection day.
Father, in Thy gracious keeping

Leave we now Thy servant sleeping.

JOHN ELLERTON, 1871.

192.

PRAISE to our God, whose bounteous hand Prepared of old our glorious land,

A garden fenced with silver sea,

A people prosperous, strong, and free.

Praise to our God! Through all the past
His mighty arm hath held us fast,
Till wars and perils, toils and tears,
Have brought the rich and peaceful years.

Praise to our God! The vine He set
Within our coasts is fruitful yet;
On many a shore her seedlings grow;
'Neath many a sun her clusters glow.

Praise to our God! His power alone
Can keep unmoved our ancient throne,
Sustained by counsels wise and just,
And guarded by a people's trust.

Praise to our God! Though chastenings stern
Our evil dross should throughly burn,
His rod and staff from age to age
Shall rule and guide His heritage.

J. ELLERTON, 1871.

193.

TO Thee our God we fly

For mercy and for grace:
O hear our lowly cry,

And hide not Thou Thy face.
O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.

Arise, O Lord of hosts;

Be jealous for Thy name,
And drive from out our coasts
The sins that put to shame.

O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.

The powers ordained by Thee
With heavenly wisdom bless;
May they Thy servants be

And rule in righteousness.

O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.

Give peace, Lord, in our time;
O let no foe draw nigh,

Nor lawless deed of crime
Insult Thy Majesty.

O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.

Though vile and worthless, still

Thy people, Lord, are we;

And for our God we will

None other have but Thee.

O Lord, stretch forth Thy mighty hand,
And guard and bless our fatherland.

BISHOP WALSHAM HOW, 1871.

194.

(PSALM CXVII.)

O OMNES gentes undique,
Laudate Dominum;

Laudate, ornnes populi,

Per orbis ambitum.

Nam ingens est hominibus

Illius bonitas;

Et per aeterna saecula

Illius veritas.

Sit laus Patri, laus Filio,

Honor et gloria,

Sancto simul Paraclito,

Dum current saecula.

Varied from the Communion Office in the Liber Precum, Christ Church, Oxford, 1726.

195.

(PSALM CXVII.)

O ALL ye nations, praise the Lord,
To earth's remotest bound;
O praise ye Him, ye people all,
The spacious globe around.

For aye His goodness unto men
Doth more and more increase;
Nor e'er His truth, that changeth not,
From age to age shall cease.

All glory to the Father be,
All glory to the Son,

All glory to the Holy Ghost,

While endless ages run.

English Version of the preceding (anonymous).