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24 September 2012
Father Andrew • Anglican Patrimony
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Lord, I was made for Thee,
So let me rest
Not otherwise than on Thy breast.
Let the pure thought of Thee
Quiet my mind,
In Thy dear Heart my heart
Its haven find.
Yea, let myself, this little soul,
Come to so great a goal.
For though of clay Thou madest me,
My clay was touched with Thine eternity,
And I am 'restless till I rest in Thee.'
Lord, I was made for Thee,
So let me rest
Not otherwise than on Thy breast.
Let the pure thought of Thee
Quiet my mind,
In Thy dear Heart my heart
Its haven find.
Yea, let myself, this little soul,
Come to so great a goal.
For though of clay Thou madest me,
My clay was touched with Thine eternity,
And I am 'restless till I rest in Thee.'
Father Andrew
Prayers of Father Andrew
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18 September 2012
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Anglican Hymnody
Hymns Ancient & Modern
New Standard, No. 61, p. 349
Text: Latin, before 9th cent.
tr. J. Chandler (1806-76)
New Standard, No. 61, p. 349
Text: Latin, before 9th cent.
tr. J. Chandler (1806-76)
Christ is our corner-stone,
on him alone we build ;
with his true saints alone
the courts of heaven are filled :
on his great love
our hopes we place
of present grace
and joys above.
O then with hymns of praise
these hallowed courts shall ring ;
our voices we will raise
the Three in One to sing ;
and thus proclaim
in joyful song,
both loud and long,
that glorious name.
Here, gracious God, do thou_
for evermore draw nigh ;
accept each faithful vow,
and mark each suppliant sign ;
in copious shower
on all who pray
each holy day
thy blessings pour.
Here may we gain from heaven
the grace which we implore ;
and may that grace, once given,
be with us evermore,
until that day
when all the blest
to endless rest
are called away.
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