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Christ loved the church, and gave Himself for it.'
PERFECT Love, all human thought transcending,
Lowly we kneel in prayer before Thy throne
That theirs may be the love which knows no ending
Whom Thou for evermore dost join in one.

2 O perfect Life, be Thou their full assurance
Of tender charity and steadfast faith,

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Of patient hope, and quiet brave endurance,

With childlike trust that fears nor pain nor death.
Grant them the joy which brightens earthly sorrow;

Grant them the peace which calms all earthly strife,
And to life's day the glorious unknown morrow
That dawns upon eternal love and life.

The voice of rejoicing and salvation is in the tabernacles of the righteous.'

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HAPPY home, where Thou art loved the dearest,
Thou loving Friend, and Saviour of our race,

And where among the guests there never cometh
One who can hold such high and honoured place!

2 O happy home, where two in heart united
In holy faith and blessèd hope are one,
Whom death a little while alone divideth,
And cannot end the union here begun!

3 O happy home, whose little ones are given

Early to Thee, in humble faith and prayer,

To Thee, their Friend, who from the heights of heaven
Guides them, and guards with more than mother's care!

4 O happy home, where each one serves Thee, lowly,
Whatever his appointed work may be,

Till every common task seems great and holy,
When it is done, O Lord, as unto Thee!

mf 6 Until at last, when earth's day's-work is ended,
All meet Thee in the blessèd home above,
From whence Thou camest, where Thou hast ascended,
Thy everlasting home of peace and love!

'These years the Lord thy God hath been with thee; thou hast lacked nothing.' EAVENLY Father, Thou hast brought | mf 2 Mercies new and never-failing

P 3 Shadows deep have crossed our pathway; mp 4 Many that we loved have left us,

'Lord, Thou hast been our dwelling place in all generations.'

mf OUR God, our help in ages past,

Our hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home,

m 2 Under the shadow of Thy throne
Thy saints have dwelt secure ;
Sufficient is Thine arm alone,
And our defence is sure.

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Before the hills in order stood,
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting Thou art God,
To endless years the same.

mp 4 A thousand ages in Thy sight
Are like an evening gone,
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun.