Are the shadows lengthening o'er us? 3 Part in peace! so give the praises 137. Anniversary. 1 WAKE, wake, our yearly strain anew, For mercies countless as the dew; O Thou whose goodness crowns our days, L.M. 2 Though hosts of angels chaunt Thy Name, Though all creation sounds the same, Thou wilt not slight our lisping lays, Then tune our lips and lives to praise. 3 O could we love Thee, as we ought, Each breath were praise, and prayer each thought: Father, our earthward spirits raise, And tune our lips and lives to praise. 4 To praise Thee is earth's noblest joyTo praise Thee heaven's own sweet employTo praise Thee cheers our darkest days, O fill our lips and lives with praise. 138. 1 When shall we meet again? WHEN shall we meet again, Meet ne'er to sever? When will peace wreathe her chain Our hearts will ne'er repose, Safe from each blast that blows, 2 When shall love freely flow Where joys celestial thrill, Where bliss each heart shall fill, 3 Up to that world of light, May we all there unite, Where kindred spirits dwell, 4 Soon shall we meet again, Meet ne'er to sever; Soon shall peace wreathe her chain P.M. 139. 1 140. Our hearts will then repose Our Native Land. NOW pray we for our country, National Anthem. GOD bless our native land! May heaven's protecting hand Still guard our shore; May peace her sway extend, 2 Through every changing scene, Her heart inspire and move And in a nation's love Her throne maintain. P.M. P.M. 3 May just and righteous laws Home of the brave and free, We e pray that still on Thee 4 And not this land alone, The wide world o'er. 5 Oh, may the human race 141. 1 Hushed be the battle sound; Anniversary Tea Meeting. FATHER of light and love, To Thee our voice we raise; 2 Thy providential care Our festive board hath spread: S.M. 142. O, may we all Thy favour share, FOR Before Meals. us Thou spread'st a table, Lord, 1 LORD, for the gifts so rich and free 144. 145. 1 Before or after Meals. L.M. L.M. 8.7.4. TO the God that guards us, guides us, With true service, Lord, we'll praise Thee every day. Doxology. FROM all that dwell below the skies, Let the Creator's praise arise; Let the Redeemer's name be sung L.M. |