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REATOR of the rolling flood,

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On whom Thy people hope alone, Who cam'st by water and by blood,

For man's offences to atone.

Who from the labours of the deep
Didst set Thy servant Peter free,
To feed on earth Thy chosen sheep,
And build an endless Church to Thee.

Grant us, devoid of worldly care,

And leaning on Thy bounteous hand,
To seek Thy help in humble pray'r,
And on Thy sacred rock to stand.

And when, our livelong toil to crown,
Thy call shall set the spirit free,
To cast with joy our burden down,
And rise, O Lord, and follow Thee.

L. M.

To Thee, whom all Thy saints adore,
The Church on earth, the heav'nly host,

Be blessing, honour, glory, pow'r,
With Father and with Holy Ghost.

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ITH many a holy name,

Writ in the sacred page,

Saint James the noble martyr's fame
Shines bright from age to age.

Among the chosen three

He held a favour'd place,
Who stood by Jesus' side, to see
His glorious acts of grace.

Whose eyes beheld the wave
Confess His awful sway,

And the dark chamber of the grave
Give back its living prey.

They trod His path below,

They drank their Saviour's cup;

And in the hour of deepest woe
His mercy held them up.

They for their warfare past,
Shall stand beside His throne,

When all the risen world at last
Shall see His pow'r made known.

To God the Father, Son,
And God the Holy Ghost,

By saints on earth be honour done,
And by the heav'nly host.

S. M.

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UR cheerful voices let us raise

Bartholomew his praise,

Who, free from guile, the truth receiv'd,
And Christ at His first word believ'd.

Apostle of our blessed Lord,

And preacher of His saving Word,
He to remotest regions went,

And in his Master's cause was spent.

Witness for Christ on earth he bare,
Now doth he in His glory share,—
Shining a star of purest gold,
With radiance fill'd a thousand-fold.

O Christ, the exceeding great reward
Of all who own Thee for their Lord,
Nor tongue can tell, nor heart conceive
The joys to Thine that Thou dost give.

To God the Father, God the Son,
And God the Spirit, Three in One,
All honour, praise, and glory be,
Now and through all eternity.

L.M.

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HE Saviour walks on earth,
He walks beside the sea,

And as He walks, His voice goes forth:
66 Arise and follow Me!"

"Arise and follow Me!" Who answers to the call? Not ruler, scribe, or pharisee,Proud and regardless all.

"Arise and follow Me!"
The publican hath heard,
And by the Galilean sea,
Obeys the Master's word.

Thenceforth in joy and fear,
Where'er the Saviour trod,
Among the twelve, his place was near
The Holy One of God.

Nor is his honour least,

For Christ to write and die; Martyr, Apostle, Evangelist,His record is on high.

To God the Father, Son,

And God the Holy Ghost,

By saints on earth be honour done,

And by the heav'nly host.

S.M.

St. Michael and all Angels.

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HERE the angelic hosts adore Thee,
Thou o'er earth and heav'n dost reign;

At Thy word they rose before Thee,
And Thy breath doth them sustain.

From blest spirits Thee attending,
Lord, our faithful guardians send ;
In mysterious ways descending,
Safe to keep us to the end.

Keep us, lest with wiles deceiving,
The persuader of all ill,

Round his deadly meshes weaving,
Our lost soul ensnare and kill.

God, to Thee be jubilation,

Father, Son, and Holy Ghost; Who the children of salvation Succourest by Thy heav'nly host.