I O GOD, whose presence glows in all,
Within, around us, and above!
Thy word we bless, thy name we call,
Whose word is Truth, whose name is Love.

2 That truth be with the heart believed
Of all who seek this sacred place;
With power proclaimed, in peace received,
Our Spirit's light, thy Spirit's grace.

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That love its holy influence pour,

To keep us meek, and make us free, And throw its binding blessing more Round each with all, and all with thee. Send down its angel to our side; Send in its calm upon the breast: For we would know no other guide, And we can need no other rest.

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I PRAISE to God, immortal praise,
For the love that crowns our days!
Bounteous Source of every joy,
Let thy praise our tongues employ !

2 For the blessings of the field,
For the stores the gardens yield,
For the fruits in full supply,
Ripened 'neath the summer sky;

3 All that Spring, with bounteous hand
Scatters o'er the smiling land;
All that liberal Autumn pours
From her overflowing stores;

4 These, to thee, my God, we owe,
Source whence all our blessings flow;
And for these my soul shall raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise.

5 Should thine altered hand restrain
Th' early and the later rain;
Blast each opening bud of joy,
And the rising ear destroy,

6 Yet to thee my soul should raise
Grateful vows and solemn praise;
And when every blessing 's flown,
Love thee for thyself alone.

I BELLS, ring out with cheerful might;
Tapers, burn with brilliant flame;
Organs, play glad hymns to-night;
Voices, chant with loud acclaim!

2 Hands, adorn the sacred wall,

Twine the wreath and braid the vine, And upraise the fir-tree tall;

Minstrels, sing the glowing line! 3 For the blessed eve has come,

Star-lit, bright as none before:

Magi, seek the Saviour's home, Shepherds, find his humble door. 4 With your outward rites and gifts, Let the heart to Christ be given; For the heart his power uplifts, Leading it to truth and heaven. 5 Offering from hand or lip,

Like the ointment Mary poured, Meaneth inward fellowship

With the Saviour, Christ the Lord.

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