2 Could I be in other places,

Half so happy as with Thee,
Who so many gifts and graces
Hast Thyself prepared for me?
No place could be half so fitted

To impart true joy, I ween,
Since to Thee, O Lord! committed
Power in heaven and earth hath been
3 Where shall I find such a Master,

Who hath done my soul such good,
And retrieved the great disaster
Sin first caused, by His own blood?
Is not He my rightful owner,

Who for me His own life gave?
Were it not a foul dishonor

Not to love Him to the grave?

4 Yes, Lord Jesus, I am ever
Thine in sorrow and in joy;
Death the union shall not sever
Nor eternity destroy.

I am waiting, yea, am sighing
For my summons to depart;
He is best prepared for dying

Who in life is Thine in heart.

5 Let Thy light on me be shining
When the day is almost gone,
When the evening is declining,
And the night is drawing on:
Bless me, O my Saviour! laying

Thy hands on my weary head;
"Here thy day is ended," saying,
"Yonder live the faithful dead."

6 Stay beside me, when the stillness
And the icy touch of death
Fills my trembling soul with chillness,
Like the morning's frosty breath;
As my failing eyes grow dimmer,
Let my spirit grow more bright,
As I see the first faint glimmer
Of the everlasting light.

Carl Philip Spitta, 1836.

387 GOSS. L. M. D.

Sir John Goss, 1864.

victory.

2 Come, ever-blessèd Spirit, come,

0 Trinity in Unity,

Thus consecrated, Lord, to Thee,

May each a living temple be:
Enrich that temple's holy shrine
With sevenfold gifts of grace Divine;

With wisdom, light and knowledge bless,
Strength, counsel, fear, and godliness.

In whom, through whom, by whom we live,
To Thee we praise and glory give;
O grant us so to use Thy grace
That we may see Thy glorious face,
And ever with the heavenly host
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.

Bishop Christopher Wordsworth, 1862, alt.