"Out of the depths have I cried unto Thee, O Lord." I THOU who didst on Calvary bleed, 4 2 In my darkness and my grief, 285 Others, long in fetters bound, 5 mfThere on Thee I cast my care; 6 mf When the storms of trial lower, When I feel temptation's power, pp In the last and darkest hour, cres Jesus, be Thou nigh! Amen "Continue in prayer, and watch in the same with thanksgiving." If HARK! 'tis the watchman's cry, Wake, brethren, wake! mf Sleep is for sons of night; cres Ye are children of the light; Yours is the glory bright; f Wake, brethren, wake! 2 mf Call to each waking band, This vineyard of the Lord Constant labour will afford; cres Yours is a sure reward: f Work, brethren, work! 4mf Hear we the Saviour's voice, Sin calls for constant fear; 5 f Sound now the final chord, Praise, brethren, praise! 359 "O Lord, truly I am Thy servant... Thou hast loosed my bonds." I mf HOW blessed, from the bonds of sin 3 mfThus may I serve Thee, gracious And earthly fetters free, In singleness of heart and aim, Thus ever Thine alone, [Lord; My soul and body given to Thee, The purchase Thou hast won; Through evil or through good Still keeping by Thy side;[report cres And by my life, or by my death, Let Christ be magnified! 2 mf With willing heart and longing eyes 4 mf How happily the working days To watch before Thy gate, In this dear service fly! How rapidly the closing hour, cres When all the faithful gather home, f And ever where the Master is Shall His blest servants be! Amer 361 "When thou art converted, strengthen thy brethren." ImfLORD, speak to me, that I may speak In living echoes of Thy tone; As Thou hast sought, so let me seek dim Thy erring children lost and lone. 2 mf Oh, lead me, Lord, that I may lead The wandering and the wavering feet; Oh, feed me, Lord, that I may feed Thy hungering ones with manna sweet. 3f Oh, strengthen me, that, while I stand ST. CATHARINE. 5 And wing my words, that they may reach The hidden depths of many a heart. A word in season, as from Thee, Just as Thou wilt, and when, and cres Until Thy blessed face I see, [where, f Thy rest, Thy joy, Thy glory share. Amen. 7,6,7,6. D. Rev. REGINALD F. DALE, Mus. Bac. P PPP A-men. 362 "Pray ye therefore the Lord of the harvest, that He will send forth labourers into His harvest." mfLORD of the living harvest That whitens o'er the plain, Where angels soon shall gather Their sheaves of golden grain, Accept these hands to labour, These hearts to trust and love, res And deign with them to hasten Thy kingdom from above. mf As labourers in Thy vineyard Still faithful may we be, lim Content to bear the burden Of weary days for Thee; |