Thou, whose Almighty Word.

Give tongues of fire and hearts of love
To preach the reconciling word;
Give power and unction from above,
Whene'er the joyful sound is heard.

Be darkness, at Thy coming, light;
Confusion, order in Thy path;
Souls without strength inspire with might;
Bid mercy triumph over wrath.

O Spirit of the Lord! prepare

All the round earth her God to meet ; Breathe Thou abroad like morning air, Till hearts of stone begin to beat.

Baptize the nations far and nigh;
The triumphs of Thy Cross record;

The name of Jesus glorify,

Till every kindred call Him Lord.

God from eternity hath will'd

All flesh shall His salvation see;

So be the Father's love fulfill'd,

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Hymn for Trinity Sunday.

REV. HENRY MARCHMONT.

OLY, Holy, Holy! unceasing anthems swelling, Saints ever sing in concert round Thy throne; Thou, in cloudless splendour, hast Thine eternal dwelling, Glorious and great! Thou, Lord, art God alone. Triune Jehovah, Holy Trinity;

Ever undivided, perfect Unity;
God in Three Persons, to all eternity.

Hymn for Trinity Sunday.

Holy, Holy, Holy! bright angels ever praising,

All strike their harps to saintly strains on high; Lost in awe and rapture while on Thy glory gazing, Wond'ring with joy, Thy greatness magnify. Triune Jehovah, &c.

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Holy, Holy, Holy! they day and night adore Thee,
Nor cease nor tire in their glad work of praise;
And as they prostrate fall and cast their crowns before Thee,
All Heaven resounds with their triumphant lays.
Triune Jehovah, &c.

Holy, Holy, Holy! we penitents adoring,
Trembling with awe would sing with choirs above.
Till, far beyond this sphere of sin and sorrow soaring,
In holier songs we sing Thy power and love.
Triune Jehovah, &c.

Holy, Holy, Holy! Lord God of our salvation,
Thou hast redeem'd and bought us with Thy blood;
Thou alone art worthy of highest adoration,
Thee we adore, our Saviour and our God.
Triune Jehovah, &c.

Holy, Holy, Holy! blest Father, Son, and Spirit!
Equal in mercy, majesty, and might,

Infinite in glory, and infinite in merit,

Thee may we praise with all Thy "saints in light."
Triune Jehovah, &c.

Harvest Hymn.

REV. JOHN KEble.

LORD, in Thy name Thy servants plead,

And Thou hast sworn to hear;

Thine is the harvest, Thine the seed,
The fresh and fading year.

Our hope, when autumn winds blew wild,
We trusted, Lord, with Thee:

And still, now spring has on us smiled,
We wait on Thy decree.

The former and the latter rain,
The summer sun and air,
The green ear, and the golden grain,
All Thine, are ours by prayer.

Thine too by right, and ours by grace,
The wondrous growth unseen,

The hopes that soothe, the fears that brace,
The love that shines serene.

So grant the precious things brought forth
By sun and moon below,

That Thee in Thy new heaven and earth
We never may forego.

To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore,

Be glory, as it was, is now,

Lord of the Harvest.

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Lord of the Harvest.

PROFESSOR Joseph Anstice.

ORD of the harvest, once again

We thank Thee for the ripen'd grain ;
For crops safe carried, sent to cheer
Thy servants through another year;
For all sweet holy thoughts supplied
By seed-time, and by harvest-tide.

The bare dead grain, in autumn sown,
Its robe of vernal green puts on;
Glad from its wintry grave it springs,
Fresh garnish'd by the King of kings:
So, Lord, to those who sleep in Thee
Shall new and glorious bodies be.

Nor vainly of Thy Word we ask
A lesson from the reaper's task;
So shall Thine angels issue forth;
The tares be burnt; the just of earth,
To wind and storm exposed no more,
Be gather'd to their Father's store.

Daily, O Lord, our prayers be said,
As Thou hast taught, for daily bread:
But not alone our bodies feed,
Supply our fainting spirits' need:

O Bread of Life, from day to day,

Be Thou their Comfort, Food, and Stay!

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