SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. FORTH from the dark and stormy sky, Lord, to thine altar's shade we fly; Forth from the world, its hope and fear, Saviour, we seek thy shelter here: Weary and weak, thy grace we pray; Turn not, O Lord! thy guests away! Long have we roam'd in want and pain, Long have we sought thy rest in vain ; Wildered in doubt, in darkness lost, Long have our souls been tempest-tost: Low at thy feet our sins we lay; Turn not, O Lord! thy guests away! THIRD SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. THERE was joy in heaven! There was joy in heaven! When this goodly world to frame When the billows, heaving dark, Sank around the stranded ark, And peace with God in Heaven! There was joy in heaven! There was joy in heaven! When of love the midnight beam Dawn'd on the towers of Bethlehem ; And along the echoing hill Angels sang-" On earth good will, And glory in the Heaven!" There is joy in heaven! There is joy in heaven! When the sheep that went astray Then is there joy in Heaven! FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. I PRAIS'D the earth, in beauty seen I prais'd the sun, whose chariot roll'd O God! O good beyond compare! How glorious must the mansion be Where thy redeem'd shall dwell with Thee! FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. CREATOR of the rolling flood! On whom thy people hope alone; Who cam❜st, by water and by blood, For man's offences to atone ; Who from the labours of the deep Grant us, devoid of worldly care, And leaning on thy bounteous hand, To seek thy help in humble prayer, And on thy sacred rock to stand : And when, our livelong toil to crown, M |