our father, who art in heaven.
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When hushed shall be joy's wonted strain,
And darkness o'er thy home shall reign,
O! may the light of love divine,
That burns on heaven's eternal shrine,
Conduct thee, by its quenchless ray,
Where night is merged in endless day.
And darkness o'er thy home shall reign,
O! may the light of love divine,
That burns on heaven's eternal shrine,
Conduct thee, by its quenchless ray,
Where night is merged in endless day.
OUR FATHER, WHO ART IN HEAVEN.
Father, enthroned above!
Whose piercing eye earth's wide expanse surveys,
To Thee the heart its grateful homage pays.
Faith, hope, and holy love,
To rapture high the inmost spirit swell,
As on the blessings of our lot we dwell.
Whose piercing eye earth's wide expanse surveys,
To Thee the heart its grateful homage pays.
Faith, hope, and holy love,
To rapture high the inmost spirit swell,
As on the blessings of our lot we dwell.
O Thou Eternal Spring
Of every joy frail erring man can know,
Of every hope that lights his path below!
Our feeble praise we bring.
Yet let the imperfect gift accepted be,
As thus with reverence low we bend the knee.
Of every joy frail erring man can know,
Of every hope that lights his path below!
Our feeble praise we bring.
Yet let the imperfect gift accepted be,
As thus with reverence low we bend the knee.
Our Father! gracious name!
O! how can earth and dust aspire so high?
Our Sire the all-pervading Majesty!
Feel we no sacred flame
O! how can earth and dust aspire so high?
Our Sire the all-pervading Majesty!
Feel we no sacred flame
