Page 242 - Voices in Praise

526 Where cross the crowded
ways of life,
Verse 1
Where cross the crowded ways of life,
Where sound the cries of race and clan,
Above the noise of selfish strife,
We hear Thy voice, o Son of Man.
Verse 2
In haunts of wretchedness and need,
On shadowed thresholds dark with fears, From
paths where hide the lures of greed We catch
the vision of Thy tears.
Verse 3
From tender childhood's helplessness,
From woman's grief, man's burdened toil, From
famished souls, from sorrow's stress, Your heart
has never known recoil.
Verse 4
The cup of water given for you
Still holds the freshness of your grace;
Yet long these multitudes to view
The strong compassion of your face.
Verse 5
O master, from the mountain side,
Make haste to heal these hearts of pain;
Among these restless throngs abide,
O tread the city's streets again: 5/6
Verse 6
Till all the world shall learn your love,
And follow where your feet have trod;
Till, glorious from your heaven above
Shall come the city of our God. 6/6
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527 O God, our Help in ages past
Verse 1
O God, our Help in ages past,
Our Hope for years to come,
Our shelter from the stormy blast,
And our eternal home; 1/7
Verse 2
Under the shadow of Your throne
Your saints have dwelt secure;
Sufficient is your arm alone,
And our defence is sure. 2/7
Verse 3
Before the hills in order stood
Or earth received her frame,
From everlasting you are God,
To endless years the same. 3/7
Verse 4
A thousand ages in your sight
Are like and evening gone,
Short as the watch that ends the night
Before the rising sun. 4/7
Verse 5
The busy tribes of flesh and blood,
With all their cares and fears,
Are carried downward by the flood,
And lost in following years. 5/7
Verse 6
Time, like an ever rolling stream,
Bears all its sons away;
They fly forgotten, as a dream
Dies at the opening day. 6/7
Verse 7
O God, our Help in ages past,
Our hope for years to come,
A constant guard while troubles last,
And our eternal home. 7/7 Amen
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528 Father, who on us dost
shower
Verse 1
Father, who on us dost shower gifts of plenty
from thy dower, to thy people give the power all
thy gifts to use aright.
Verse 2
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