HYMNS OF PRAYER AND PRAISE. SELECTED BY THE REV. S. FLOOD JONES, M.A. LONDON: DALTON AND LUCY, Booksellers to the Queen and to the Prince of Wales, 147.9.50. THE following Hymns have been selected for the use of congregations in which the Collection of the late Rev. W. J. HALL is still retained. No Hymns, therefore, which appear in that Collection will be found in this. Next to the Bible and the Prayer Book, the Hymn Book has so often proved the most useful and welcome Companion of the Sick Room, that a few Hymns have been admitted into these pages, more suitable for private than for public use. THE CLOISTERS, WESTMINSTER ABBEY, INDEX OF FIRST LINES. Abide with me, fast falls the Eventide Alleluia, Song of Gladness. Around the Throne of God a band Bread of Heaven on Thee we feed Brief life is here our portion Brightest and best of the Sons of the Morning Christian seek not yet repose Christ whose glory fills the skies Eternity, Eternity 24 58 62 Fair is the heavenly land we seek For thee O dear, dear Country God that madest Earth and Heaven Hail the day that sees Him rise. Holy, Holy, Holy, Lord God Almighty Jesus whene'er Thy people meet Just as I am, without one plea Lead kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom Let me be with Thee, where Thou art Look ye saints, the sight is glorious Lord, in this Thy mercy's day Lord, for Thy tender mercies' sake-Anthem 1, p. 83 Lord of the Light, this day our Guardian be Lord, Thy children guide and keep Lord, Thy glory fills the Heaven 50 30 90 Lord, Thy solemn Passion past Lord, when before Thy throne we meet Members of Christ are we . My God, my Father while I stray Nearer my God to Thee O come all ye faithful O Day of rest and gladness O let him whose sorrow O Lord how happy should we be O Lord of Heaven and Earth and Sea INDEX OF FIRST LINES. O Lord my God-Anthem 2, p. 83 O what if we are Christ's Pilgrim bend thy footsteps on Saviour abide with us Saviour sprinkle many nations Sun of my soul, Thou Saviour dear That Holy Rite, that solemn vow There is a Book, who runs may read The saints on Earth and those above. 56 55 This is the Day of Light Thy way, not ours, O God The voice of Jesus speaks to thee Thou art gone up on high. Thou, whose Almighty Word Through the day, Thy love hath spared us. Tomorrow, Lord is thine We love the place, O God. When our heads are bowed with woe. |