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ST. LEONARD. (CM.) (
symbol characters)(symbol characters)84.Henry Smart (1813-1870).
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Howell Elvet Lewes (1860— )
THE days that were, the days that are,
All are the days of God;
With psalms of cheerful trust we tread
Where Christ's own freemen trod.
We bless the love of larger noon,
Which moved the loyal heart
Through evil times to trust the true.
And choose the better part.
God of the fathers ! God of Christ !
Keep us in simple ways;
And in the calm of silent hills
Train us for clamorous days.
For those who find the tempest strong
Make us a hiding place;
A shadow in a weary land
For healing and for grace.
When love for man is growing cold,
And many faithless prove,
Then may the Man of Sorrows come
To teach us how to love.
We tarry, Lord, thy leisure still ;
Thy best is yet to be :
Naught ever comes too late for man
That is in time for thee.
God of the fathers God of Christ !
Keep us in simple ways;
And may the sharpness of the strife
Be only to thy praise.
All are the days of God;
With psalms of cheerful trust we tread
Where Christ's own freemen trod.
We bless the love of larger noon,
Which moved the loyal heart
Through evil times to trust the true.
And choose the better part.
God of the fathers ! God of Christ !
Keep us in simple ways;
And in the calm of silent hills
Train us for clamorous days.
For those who find the tempest strong
Make us a hiding place;
A shadow in a weary land
For healing and for grace.
When love for man is growing cold,
And many faithless prove,
Then may the Man of Sorrows come
To teach us how to love.
We tarry, Lord, thy leisure still ;
Thy best is yet to be :
Naught ever comes too late for man
That is in time for thee.
God of the fathers God of Christ !
Keep us in simple ways;
And may the sharpness of the strife
Be only to thy praise.
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