The Heavenly Shepherd.

1 Lo, my Shepherd's hand divine!

Want shall never more be mine.

In a pasture fair and large He shall feed His happy charge, And my couch with tenderest care 'Midst the springing gra.s.s prepare

2 When I faint with summer's heat, He shall lead my weary feet To the streams that, still and slow, Through the verdant meadow flow: When through devious paths I stray, He shall teach the better way

3 Though the dreary vale I tread, By the shades of death o'erspread, I shall walk from terror free, While each needed strength I see By Thy rod and staff supplied; This my guard, and that my guide.

4 Thou my plenteous board hast spread; Thou with oil refreshed my head; Filled by Thee, my cup o'erflows; For Thy love no limit knows; And unto my latest end Thou my footsteps shalt attend.

470. C. M. Episcopal Coll.

Calm Trust.

1 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Thy sovereign will denies, Accepted at Thy throne, let this, My humble prayer, arise:--

2 Give me a calm and thankful heart, From every murmur free; The blessings of Thy grace impart, And make me live to Thee;--

3 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine My life and death attend, Thy presence through my journey shine, And bless my journey's end.

471. L. M. *Browne.

The One G.o.d.

1 Eternal G.o.d! Almighty Cause Of earth, and seas, and worlds unknown!

All things are subject to Thy laws; All things depend on Thee alone.

2 Thy glorious being singly stands, Of all within itself possessed; By none controlled in Thy commands, And in Thyself completely blessed.

3 Worship to Thee alone belongs, Worship to Thee alone we give; Thine be our hearts, and Thine our songs, And to Thy glory may we live.

4 O, spread Thy truth through every land, In every heart Thy love be known; Subdue the world to Thy command, And, as Thou art, reign G.o.d alone.

472. C. M. Sternhold

"He Bowed the Heavens and Came Down."

1 The Lord descended from above, And bowed the heavens most high, And underneath His feet He cast The darkness of the sky.

2 On cherubim and seraphim Full royally He rode, And on the wings of mighty winds Came flying all abroad.

3 He sat serene upon the floods, Their fury to restrain; And He as sovereign Lord and King For evermore shall reign.

473. L. M. J. Richardson.

One in Christ.

1 From Zion's holy hill there rose A fount divine, that ever flows; Heaven's smile is on its waters shed, By heaven's own dews the fount is fed.

2 That stream of Truth--a silver thread, Scarce known, save by its fountain-head-- Now onward pours, a mighty flood, And fills the new-formed world with good.

3 Where'er that living fountain flows, New life its healing wave bestows, And man, from sin's corruptions free, Inspires with its own purity.

4 A spirit, breathed from Zion's hill, In holy hearts is living still,-- That Comforter from heaven above, The presence of celestial love.

5 O, may this spirit ever be Our bond of peace and unity!

Thus shall we teach, as Christ began, Through love, the brotherhood of man.

474. C. M. *Pierpont.

The Hymn of the Last Supper.

1 The winds are hushed; the peaceful moon Looks down on Zion's hill; The city sleeps; 'tis night's calm moon, And all the streets are still.

2 How soft, how holy, is the light!

And hark! a sweet, low song, As gently as these dews of night, Floats on the air along.

3 Affection's wish, devotion's prayer, Are in that holy strain; And hope and love and trust are there, And triumph, won through pain.

4 'Tis Jesus and his faithful few That soul-deep hymn who pour;-- O Christ! may we the song renew, And learn to love thee more.

475. C. M. Moore.

Consolation.