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Hymn of Nature.

Jeune 2nd 1869.

TUNE-"Missionary Chant."
June 15
1 To thee, O God, in grateful praise
All Nature wakes harmonious lays;
The rolling flood, beast, bird and bee
Join in perpetual praise to Thee.

2 The opening flower that scents the morn;
The breeze that bends the waving corn;
The dew-drop trembling in the sun,
Praise Thee for all thy hand hath done.

3 The mighty orbs that roll on high
The rainbow arching o'er the sky
The ocean's deep and solemn tide,
In ceaseless numbers praise their Guide.

4 Heaven, Earth, and Main in one glad song,
Their Maker's glorious praise prolong-
And angels catch the strain above,
And tune their golden harps to Love.

2 O, Grant me to desire the pain
That comes in kindness down,
More than the world's supremest pain,
Succeeded by a frown.

3 Then though thou bend my spirit low,
Love only shall I see;

The very hand that strikes the blow,
Was wounded once for me.

EDMESTON.

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Dismission.

TUNE-"Sicilian Hymn." "Greenville."

LORD! dismiss us with thy blessing,
Hope and comfort from above;
Let us each, thy peace possessing,
Triumph in redeeming love.
Thanks we give and adoration,
For thy gospel's joyful sound;
May the fruits of thy salvation
In our hearts and lives abound.

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[L. M.]

Serenity.

TUNE- แ Orford."

1 REFLECTED on the lake, I love
To see the stars of evening glow;
So tranquil in the heavens above,
So restless in the wave below.

2 Thus heavenly hope is all serene,

But earthly hope, how bright so e'er,
Still fluctuates o'er this changing scene,
As false and fleeting, as 'tis fair.
BP. HEBER.

151

[L. M.]

Doxology.

TUNE-"Old Hundred."

1 FROM all that dwell below the skies,
Let the Creator's praise arise;
Let the Redeemer's name be sung,
Through every land, by every tongue.

2 Eternal are thy mercies Lord;
Eternal truths attend thy word;

Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore
Till suns shall rise, and set no more.

DR. WATTS

All hail the great Immanuel's name,

A little word in kindness spoken, Portland Tribune.
Along the banks where Babel's current
Arrayed in clouds of golden light,
Awake, my soul, and with the Sun,
As every day thy mercy spares,
BEGIN, my soul, the exalted lay,
Bright was the guiding star that

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13

Barlow. 7

Moore.

47

Kenn.

65

Ch. Psalmist.

91

Ogilvie.

8

Sp. of the Psalms.

68

Blest are the pure in heart,
Behold the western evening light,