1 How gently flow the silent years,

The seasons one by one!
How sweet to feel, each month
that goes,

That life must soon be done!
O weary ways of earth and men;
O self more weary still;
How vainly do you vex the heart
That none but God can fill!

2 It is not weariness of life

That makes us wish to die; But we are drawn by cords which From out eternity. [come Eye has not seen, ear has not heard,

No heart of man can tell, The store of joys God hath prepared

For those who love Him well.

78.

Christian soul, dost thou desire?

1 CHRISTIAN soul, dost thou desire

Days of joy and peace and truth?
Learn to bear the yoke of Jesus
In the springtide of thy youth.

2 It may seem at first a burden,

But thy Lord will make it light;
He Himself will bear it with thee,
He will ease thee of its weight.

3 Only bear it well, and daily

Thou wilt learn that yoke to love;
Strength and grace it here will bring thee,
And a bright reward above.

79.

Jesus, Lord, be Thou my own.

1 JESUS, Lord, be Thou my own;
Thee I long for, Thee alone;
All myself I give to Thee;
Do whate'er Thou wilt with me.

2 Life without Thy love would be Death, O Sovereign Good, to me; Bound and held by Thy dear

chains Captive now my heart remains.

3 Thou, O God, my heart inflame,
Give that love which Thou dost
claim;

Payment I will ask for none;
Love demands but love alone.

4 God of beauty, Lord of light,
Thy good will is my delight;
Now henceforth Thy will divine
Ever shall in all be mine.

10 LORD of perfect purity,
Who dost the world with light
adorn,

And paint the fields of azure sky
With lovely hues of eve and
morn;

True Sun, upon our souls arise,
In beauty shining evermore;
And thro' each sense the quick'-
ning beam

Of Thy eternal Spirit pour.

81.

2 Upon our fainting souls distil

The grace of Thy celestial dew; Let no fresh snare our hearts be guile,

No former sin revive anew : Teach us to knock at Heaven's high door;

Teach us the prize of life to win; Teach us all evil to abhor,

And purify ourselves within.

3 Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal,
Be Thou our pathway to the skies;
Our joy when sorrow fills the soul,
In death our everlasting prize.
Glory to God the Father be,

And to the sole-begotten Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While everlasting ages run.

The star that heralds in the morn.

1 THE star that heralds in the
Is fading in the skies, [morn
The darkness melts; O Thou true
Upon our souls arise.
[light,
Jesu, be near us when we wake,
And at the break of day
With Thy blest touch awake the
soul,

Her meed of praise to pay.

2 O steep our senses in Thy beam,
The world's false night expel,
Purge each defilement from the
soul,

And in our bosoms dwell.
Jesu, to Thee our deeds we show,
To Thee our hearts lie bare;
O, hearker to the sighs we pour,
And in Thy mercy spare.

3 Our hearts enlighten with Thy grace,
And kindle with Thy love,

That, dead to earthly things, we may
But live for things above.

Father of mercies, hear our cry;

Hear us, co-equal Son,

Who reignest with the Holy Ghost

While ceaseless ages run.

1 How gently flow the silent

years,

The seasons one by one!
How sweet to feel, each month
that goes,

That life must soon be done!
O weary ways of earth and men;
O self more weary still;
How vainly do you vex the heart
That none but God can fill!

2 It is not weariness of life

That makes us wish to die; But we are drawn by cords which From out eternity. [come Eye has not seen, ear has not heard,

No heart of man can tell, The store of joys God hath prepared

For those who love Him well.

78.

Christian soul, dost thou desire?

1 CHRISTIAN Soul, dost thou desire

Days of joy and peace and truth?
Learn to bear the yoke of Jesus
In the springtide of thy youth.

2 It may seem at first a burden,

But thy Lord will make it light;
He Himself will bear it with thee,
He will ease thee of its weight.

3 Only bear it well, and daily

Thou wilt learn that yoke to love;
Strength and grace it here will bring thee,
And a bright reward above.

79.

Jesus, Lord, be

1 JESUS, Lord, be Thou my own;
Thee I long for, Thee alone;
All myself I give to Thee;
Do whate'er Thou wilt with me.

2 Life without Thy love would be
Death, O Sovereign Good, to me;
Bound and held by Thy dear
chains
Captive now my heart remains.

Thou my own.

3 Thou, O God, my heart inflame,
Give that love which Thou dost
claim;
Payment I will ask for none;
Love demands but love alone.

4 God of beauty, Lord of light,
Thy good will is my delight;
Now henceforth Thy will divine
Ever shall in all be mine.

= 1 0 LORD of perfect purity, Who dost the world with light

adorn,

And paint the fields of azure sky
With lovely hues of eve and

morn;

True Sun, upon our souls arise,
In beauty shining evermore;
And thro' each sense the quick'-
ning beam

Of Thy eternal Spirit pour.

2 Upon our fainting souls distil

The grace of Thy celestial dew; Let no fresh snare our hearts be guile,

No former sin revive anew: Teach us to knock at Heaven's high door;

Teach us the prize of life to
win;

Teach us all evil to abhor,
And purify ourselves within.

3 Be Thou our guide, be Thou our goal,
Be Thou our pathway to the skies;
Our joy when sorrow fills the soul,
In death our everlasting prize.
Glory to God the Father be,
And to the sole-begotten Son;
The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee,
While everlasting ages run.

81. The star that heralds in the morn.

1 THE star that heralds in the
Is fading in the skies, [morn
The darkness melts; O Thou true
Upon our souls arise. [light,
Jesu, be near us when we wake,
And at the break of day
With Thy blest touch awake the
soul,

Her meed of praise to pay.

2 O steep our senses in Thy beam,

The world's false night expel, Purge each defilement from the soul,

And in our bosoms dwell.
Jesu, to Thee our deeds we show,
To Thee our hearts lie bare;
O, hearke to the sighs we pour,
And in Thy mercy spare.

3 Our hearts enlighten with Thy grace,
And kindle with Thy love,

That, dead to earthly things, we may
But live for things above.

Father of mercies, hear our cry;
Hear us, co-equal Son,

Who reignest with the Holy Ghost

While ceaseless ages run.

1 Now doth the sun ascend the sky,
And wake creation with its ray:
Be present with us, Lord most high,
Through all the actions of the day;
Keep us, eternal Lord, this day
From every sinful passion free;
Grant us in all we do and say,

In all our thoughts, to honour Thee.

2 So, when the evening stars appear,

And in their train the darkness bring, May we, O Lord, with conscience clear, To Thee our grateful praises sing. Glory to God the Father be,

And to the sole-begotten Son; The same, O Holy Ghost, to Thee, While everlasting ages run.

Again the holy morn.