9: Friend, and Sav-iour of our race, And where a- mong the guests there nev-er One who can hold such high and honored place. A-MEN. 2 O happy home, where two in heart united 3 O happy home, where each one serves Thee, lowly, Till every common task seems great and holy, 4 O happy home, where Thou art not forgotten (LOUVAN) 5 Until at last, when earth's day's work is ended 4 The noontide sunshine of the past, Tr. Sarah Borthwick Findlater 5 We thank Thee, Father! let Thy grace 507 638 ST. BERNARD C. M. Arr. by John Richardson, 1863 1. Dear Friend, whose pres-ence in the house, Whose gra-cious word benign, 9:24 564 Could once, at Ca-na's wed-ding feast, Change wa-ter in to wine; A-MEN. Before the set-ting of the sun, Re-deem the time for Thee. A-MEN. 640 AMERICA 6 6 4 6 6 6 4 b3 4 Henry Carey, 1743 1. My coun try, 'tis of thee, Sweet land of liberty, Copyright by John H. Gower 641 RECESSIONAL 8 8 8 8 8 8 4 John H. Gower, 1903 1. God of our fa-thers, known of old, Lord of our far-flung battle line, Organ 9:263 2 bb 4 Ped. Be-neath whose awful hand we hold Do- min-ion 0 ver palm and pine: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we for-get, lest we for-get. A-MEN. 2 The tumult and the shouting dies; The captains and the kings depart; Still stands Thine ancient sacrifice, An humble and a contrite heart: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. 3 Far-called our navies melt away, 4 If drunk with sight of power, we loose Wild tongues that have not Thee in awe, Such boasting as the Gentiles use Or lesser breeds without the law: Lord God of hosts, be with us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. 5 For heathen heart that puts her trust On dune and headland sinks the fire; In reeking tube and iron shard; Lo, all our pomp of yesterday Is one with Nineveh and Tyre! Judge of the nations, spare us yet, Lest we forget, lest we forget. All valiant dust that builds on dust, And guarding calls not Thee to guard; For frantic boast and foolish word, Thy mercy on Thy people, Lord! Rudyard Kipling, 1897 642 DUKE STREET L. M. 4 John Hatton, 1790 1. O God, beneath Thy guid - ing hand, Our ex-iled fa- thers cross'd the sea; And when they trod the win-try strand, With pray'r and psalm they worship'd Thee. A-MEN. 1. O God of Love, O King of Peace, Make wars thro'-out the world to cease; 93 The wrath of sin - ful man re-strain; Give peace, O God, give peace again. A-MEN. 2 Remember, Lord, Thy works of old, The wonders that our fathers told; Remember not our sin's dark stain: Give peace, O God, give peace again. 3 Whom shall we trust but Thee, O Lord? Where rest but on Thy faithful word? 4 511 None ever called on Thee in vain; Give peace, O God, give peace again. Where saints and angels dwell above, All hearts are knit in holy love; O bind us in that heavenly chain; Give peace, O God, give peace again. Henry Williams Baker |