3 May erring minds that worship here And they who mourn, and they who fear, 4 May faith grow firm, and love grow warm, And pure devotion rise, While round these hallowed walls the storm Of earth-born passion dies. 538. L. M. 1 The perfect world by Adam trod, And heaved its pillars one by one. 2 He hung its starry roof on high,— The broad illimitable sky; He spread its pavement, green and bright, And curtained it with morning light. 3 The mountains in their places stood,- 4 Lord! 't is not ours to make the Sea, 539. P. M. 1 Christ to the young man said: "Yet one thing more, "If thou wouldst perfect be: "Sell all thou hast, and give it to the poor, 'And come and follow me!" 2 Within this temple Christ again, unseen, And his invisible hands, to-day, have been 3 And evermore beside him on his way, That he may lean upon his arm, and say, 4 Beside him at the marriage feast shall be, 5 Oh holy trust! O endless sense of rest! To lay his head upon his Saviour's breast, 540. C. M. 1 O God! Thy children, gathered here, Thy servant, girded for his work, 2 A holy purpose in his heart 3 O Father! keep his soul alive 4 O Father! keep his spirit quick 5 And as he doth Christ's footsteps press, 6 And give him in Thy holy work And, toiling still with man, to breathe 7 O grant him many hearts to lead Bless Thou him, Father, and his flock: 541. L. M. 1 Pour out Thy spirit from on high; Lord, Thine assembled servants bless; Graces and gifts to each supply, And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 2 Within thy temple, when we stand To teach the truth, as taught by thee; Saviour, like stars in thy right-hand, The angels of the Churches be. 3 Wisdom, and zeal, and faith impart, Firmness with meekness, from above, To bear thy people on our heart, And love the souls whom thou dost love: 4 To watch, and pray, and never faint, 542. L. M. 1 Ye who your Lord's commission bear, 2 Think not of rest; though dreams be sweet, 3 Never again your loins untie, Nor let your torches waste and die, 543. C. M. 1 Lift up your heads, ye gates of brass! And let the King of Glory pass,— 2 That banner, brighter than the star 3 A holy war those servants wage; The powers of heaven and hell engage 4 Ye armies of the living God, His sacramental host! Where hallowed footsteps never trod, Take |