81 1 7 The healing of his seamless dress We touch him in life's throng and press, 8 O Lord and Master of us all! Whate'er our name or sign, We own thy sway, we hear thy call, John G. Whittier. C.M. FATHER, by whatsoever light It matters not, so at the last It leadeth us to thee. 2 We thank thee for the star that rose And that its deathless ray still shines, 3 We thank thee, too, that other stars To guide the stumbling feet of those 4 Thou, many names of saving power, And each new truth that lifts the world Is God come down again. Minot J. Savage. 82 1 THE HOLY SPIRIT. L.M. LOVE Divine, whose constant beam 2 All souls that struggle and aspire, All hearts of prayer by thee are lit ; 3 Thine is the truth the prophets saw, The life o'erflooding death and sin. 4 Nor bounds, nor clime, nor creed thou know'st : Wide as our need thy favours fall; The white wings of the Holy Ghost 5 Shine, light of God !-make broad thy scope, To all who sin and suffer; more And bitter than we dare to hope, John G. Whittier 83 8, 6, 8, 4 M. 1* THE blessed Master, ere he breathed His tender last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 2 He came in tongues of living flame, 3 He came sweet influence to impart, While he can find one humble heart 4 And his that gentle voice we hear, That checks each fault, that calms each fear, 5 And every virtue we possess, 6 Spirit of purity and grace, Our weakness, pitying, see; O make our hearts thy dwelling-place, And worthier thee. Harriet Auber. MIGHTY Spirit, gracious Guide, Let thy light in us abide; Ever walking by thy side, Grant us heavenly love. 2 Love is kind, and suffers long; 3 Prophecy will fade away, 4 Faith will vanish into sight; 5 Faith and hope and love we see 6 From the overshadowing Bishop Christopher Wordsworth. 85 1 7 M. GRACIOUS Spirit, dwell with me ; And with words that help and heal, 2 Truthful Spirit, dwell with me ; 3 Silent Spirit, dwell with me ; Quiet as the growing blade Which through earth its way has made; Silently, like morning light, Putting mists and chills to flight. 4 Mighty Spirit, dwell with me; I myself would mighty be, Mighty so as to prevail Where unaided man must fail; Ever by a mighty hope Pressing on and bearing up. |