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Truth is thy essence; Thou art the mercy, thou the tree Of life ; clear light is in thy presence, Wise counsel, Father, is with thee.

O, still the thirst that burns in me, O, hush my soul that yearns for thee! Heavenward our paces lead ; On this earth we are sojourning, And to Canaan, as our meed, Through the desert we are turning.

Here on dusty roads we roam, Yonder, yonder is our home. My faith in God Pointeth to the land eternal. Soaring is my soul abroad, Far beyond the lights supernal. I am longing to return Where the lights of beauty burn. Heavenward my soul shall strive, Till at last I there arrive. Look up to him— In darkness a light— Hope ye in him, By day and by night. Seek ye the Lord, and he is near, Call ye on him, and he will hear.

O, hear our suppliant lay! We worship thee, O Lord, with awe, Who rulest earth and heaven. Our life is brief—this is thy law— To thee be praises given! We lean, O Lord, upon thy grace, Our days are few and grievous; Like clouds that pass and leave no trace, The joys of life may leave us: O Hope, thou child of heavenly birth! There is a life beyond this earth! Thy kingdom lasts forever.

His eyes behold my aching smart; In kindness does he number The sorrows cumbering my heart,— The cares that break my slumber. I know, he sent me trials, lest My heart grow slothful when at rest.

From God and virtue turning. What with weeping thou hast sown, Blooms and ripes, of joy the root; If with labor thou hast mown, Cheerful shalt thou eat the fruit. All the pious and the noble, Seeing lights that never cease, Had to pass through strife and trouble, Climbing up the heights of peace. Bear, O soul, thy pains with patience. Quiet walk the line of life, When enough here thy probations, Blessings will reward thy strife. One Father, one Home.

One loving Father have we all; , Tis God, whole holy pleasure Created all, the great and small; His mercy has no measure.

One home paternal have we all, To which our ways are wending; It is above—in yonder hall Of happiness unending. For the hand that gave thee sadness, Holds of life and death the cup, Gives alike both woe and gladness, Bringeth low and raiseth up. Hope, the Golden Ladder. Hope is the golden ladder Whereon hearts to heaven climb; Soul, take her for thy companion, Till thine hour of death shall chime. Be still within, Though the night around be fearful; Unless grieved by thine own sin, Lift thy head up free and cheerful!

Faith in God and future life Conquers in all woe and strife. Hope, my heart, and trustful keep; Soon to haven comes thy vessel, When the raging billows sleep, And the tempests cease to wrestle. My heart, what is it then that blasteth Thy hopes, when God afflicteth thee. Be blithe, my heart; not long it lasteth; Thy trouble ends, thou art set free. To thee alone, my God, I bend, Though men against me gather; To happiness my ways shall tend, Thou art with me, my Father!

I pray thee not my days to lengthen ;— A staff of trust my walk to strengthen, A levelled path, devoid of sorrow, Contentment new on every morrow, Joined with a lofty aspiration For spreading blessings and salvation, A gentle heart, devotion fervent— These gifts, O Lord, grant to thy servant.

Hear our prayer, thou our Protector! Be propitious as we call; Be our guardian and director Of our steps ; let us not fall! Not for empty show we care; Grant that virtue be our share. Lord, direct our inclinations, That to thee we may be true; Far from glittering ostentations, Still and glad our ways pursue. So thou dwellest in our heart, Joys and pleasures are our part. For thee, 0 Lord. For thee, O Lord, all beings wait, To give to them their daily alms.

Thou openest thy hand, Their wants are satisfied. Father, I call on thee! Dangers unnumbered hourly expect me; Lord, in thy mercy, thou wilt protect me. God of Creation, I call on thee, Father, O guide thou me! Father, O guide thou me! Guide me through life, and in death guide me; Lord, to thy mercy I will confide me; Lord, as thou wilt, so guide thou me, Father, thy hand I see— Father, thy hand I see! Or in the storm-wind furious bustling, Fountain of mercy, thy hand I see, Father, O bless thou me!

I Father, O bless thou me! Lord, out of the Depth. Lord, out of the depth, I call on thee! Father, hear me, Come to cheer me; Lift thy countenance up to me! Lord, to thee my eyes look up and wait.

He granteth thee thy lot In equal site and size. God sleeps and slumbers not, What day his angel lowers, And from this darksome spot Thy soul to light upsoars.

Yon, above the heavens starred, Is thy joy in God unmarred. What we here have sown in sadness, We shall reap in joy above; There matures the fruit of gladness, In the balmy breeze of love. Joyous garners he the grain, Who hath sown in grief and pain. Oft felt we as lone strangers, Bearing disgrace and shame; Yet, we survived all dangers, Made strong by thy great name. O God of Israel, hear us! On the wings of prayer our hearts soar up to heaven, We acknowledge thy power supreme, And thy mercy renewed each morn.

Thine, thine are our hearts! Give ear to our petition! Almighty, Beneficent, hear us! God, Omnipotent, full of mercy! Lord, as thy love is never-ending, Let me remember this always, Thus strengthening my efforts, tending To consecrate to thee my days. Thy love shall heal my heart when smarting, And be in happiness my guide; Assist me.

What God does, is in Bounty done. He is my God, And, at his nod, My path becomes a garden; Let him, then, be my warden. What God does, is in bounty done; But he knows what availeth. The godless man may lonesome run, On God to lean he faileth. New every morn His grace is born, I put on him my sorrow, Confide to him my morrow. What God does, is in bounty done; When sinking, this shall stay me, Though on the stormy path I run, All views and hopes betray me, My God is he, He leadeth me At last into his garden; Let him, then, be my warden.

O Rock of Ages, gracious Lord, Grant that the seed grain of thy word, Laid in our hearts, may strike deep root, And there mature a healthful fruit. True faith, that health-recruiting power, True faith, that life-renewing flower,— O, let it in our bosoms grow, Maturing deeds—no empty show.

God is my stay! His word for aye Shall be my staff unbending. That I perceive its soundness. Thy word is true! O, clear my view, In sounding its profoundness. Of all founts thou art the clearest, Word of life! God is my light! God is my joy! Where should I find The light of mind Save in thy law from heaven? Without thy word, My heart, O Lord, Would with suspense be riven. Thy word explains All joys and pains The soul on earth here trieth; It calls this life The scene of strife, To gain what never dieth.

Allow thy law To be my holiest pleasure! Blest is whom thy word refreshes, Lord, who makes thy law his stay; Blest is whom thy light, the precious, Guides when dark around his way. Lord, the precepts thou hast given, To perceive them make us wise. To our hearts give peace from heaven, Power to see unto our eyes. Lord, high is the position, Thou hast to us assigned. Lord enthroned in Majesty! Let thy power work within us; Let each heart belong to thee;— For thy holy service win us!

Lord, thy laws whose worth unmeasured, Thy decrees pure and divine,— In my heart they shall be treasured, There shall be their earth-built shrine. For they dart, on every station Of my life, light in my heart,— Lead me onward to salvation,— Bid me choose my better part. O, bid thy hallowed source impart New strength and peace unto my heart. And walk forever in thy ways. O, source of life and truth unending! Create, my God, a heart in me, That glows in pious love to thee; Pure and true—a sacred shrine, A dwelling-place of praise divine.

A spirit , Lord, to me impart, To break all idols of my heart; Great, sublime—a fount of light,— Truth-perceiving, clear and bright. In this ark of holy station Rests the word of revelation; Let it, Lord, now be implanted In our bosoms, and there granted,' As a seed of good deed, Fruits of godliness to speed.

To thy word of truth immortal. Open thou our inmost portal; Grant us with delight to hear it, Grant that it illume our spirit; Mild and clear, true and sheer, Did thy word to us appear.

As the bud unfolds its centre, When mild sunbeams seek to enter, So our soul to thy light turneth, To admit thy truth she yearneth. In this gate radiate, Word of God! For thee we wait. Hear, Israel, this word: The Eternal is our God! He is Master of all Nature, And unbounded is his might. Bring him praises, every creature, Sing his greatness day and night! To him we look, to him, the One, In darkness, or when bright our sun. The Lord is One, is One! One, when he, kind like a father, Keeps the world in his embrace.

One, when he in anger rather Seems to hide from us his face. His mercy reigneth at all times, He leads through death to blissful climes.

We all in deep devotion now, Unto thy throne, Most Holy, bow, To hear thy word expounded. Make pure our hearts, and strong our will, That, all our days, we may fulfill Thy laws, on wisdom founded. Glad in God to welcome every morrow, Every night to close our eyes serene; Unto God resigning each our sorrow Still to wait, till better days be seen; This teaches us, the sons of earth, Religion of celestial birth.

While alive, to live content; when dying, Calmly for a fairer land to wait, Where unfading love reigns, re-allying All whom here fell death did separate: This teaches us, the sons of earth. Religion of celestial birth. Thou hast to us unfurled A light that made thy people A blessing to the world.

My helper in all dangers, My trust in care and death! Bowed in meekness I stand here. Filled with reverent emotion; Father, open thou my ear, Grant me true and still devotion, That thy word with wisdom feed me. And the way to heaven lead me.

Vouchsafe that thy holy word, As it to my heart descendeth, There mature, my Rock and Lord, Fruits of life that never endeth, All my powers within me nerving, That thy will I do, unswerving. O Lord, the breath of holy prayer, Uplifting me from earthly care, Moves through this sacred dwelling;' My soul fain would to heaven flee, She wings herself up unto thee, The fount whence truth is welling.

Fear and gladness, Hope and sadness,— Each emotion Flows and waves through my devotion. I trust in thee! Give ear, O Israel! O, hear the holy word of creed Thou didst receive, so clear, so bright, On Sinai there ;—it was thy lead, It was thy light by day and night; It went with thee thy life to heed. The Lord is God, and none besides; In him alone thou seest bright The thought that in creation hides. From him receive thy law, contrite; With him alone the truth abides.

In all thy ways acknowledge him; If light thy path, and clear and bright, Or wrapt in sorrow drear and grim: When down thy shadow glideth, How grows my soul so still! The storm of sin subsideth, Waked is the pious will. Methinks the heavens greet me And bring from toil release; Come, Sabbath, thou shalt meet me With God and man in peace. Angels on their pinious bring thee Down to us, O Sabbath Night; Hymns of holy triumph sing thee, And each heart is filled with light.

Earthly cares no more possess us; Thou, O Sabbath, com'st to bless us. With thy radiant garment dress us; Sabbath, from thy heavens bless us! This is the Day of Rest! Adoring stand I here. O sacred joy, O secret thrill! As when a host of angels, still And soft, to me draw near. Sabbath Rest, be welcome. Sabbath Joy, be welcome! Sabbath Peace, be welcome! When the Sabbath, peace-inviting, Fills our hearts with sacred mirth, When from heaven, soul-delighting Manna raineth down on earth: Then, to song all sorrow yieldeth, Loud to God rings up the strain.

Sun and Sabbath—both how pleasant, Are allied this morning! Messengers of God are present, Lights of joy are burning! When the Sun of Spring awaketh, And his rays redeeming melt the snow; When her fetters Nature breaketh, And her starry blooms in beauty glow: Sweet and pleasant rings the chime, Welcome, welcome, Vernal Time!

No fetters more enslaved them; Thy mighty arm, Lord, saved them, That made bright light from darkness rouse. No more affliction, no more anguish! A promised Eden radiant lies before us, Father, Father, lead us onward! To God, to God arise, my song, Who never gave us to despondence; For him my flesh and spirit long. And now, when breathing free again, When hate is silenced, mute the scorning, Our spirit breaks her yoke in twain, And spreads her pinion toward the morning.

O grant us, Lord, to understand Thy deeds in their full depth and essence, That we, uplifting heart and hand, In truth adore thy holy presence. All abroad praise our God; praise him all creation! In all tongues, sing him songs, him alone ovation. Bow in fear, far and near, praise him every nation! At all times, to all climes, sendeth he good tiding. In distress he will bless, and send light before thee.

Bend thine ear, Lord, and hear; let thy mercy heed us! Bid thy light and thy right, on thy path to lead us! All our days may the rays of thy wisdom speed us! Songs for Divine Services In pious lays they swing.

With joy my breast is swelling, Thy wonders claim my tongue. Give the Lord praise! Thanks for the law of light, Sent to illume our sight, Sing to the Lord! Source thou of truth and grace 1 Make us with love embrace Thy blessed word. This day records the wonder. Lord, of the great event, When, at thy word, asunder The veil of error rent.

With thunders promulgated, Thy fiery word went forth ; A light eradiated Illumining all earth. My tongue, my tongue shall never Cease to proclaim thy fame; I am thine own forever, Thou art my only aim. Who from this spring restores his heart, Feels through his veins fresh vigor start.

A Tree of life on Sinai groweth, And spreads its branches far around; No praise that human speech bestoweth Can ever all its beauties sound. In dearth and want he is secured, Who stores the fruit this tree matured. Whose eye these heavenly rays illume, His soul is saved and fears no doom.

Thou art the Spring , thou art the Tree ; Thou art the Sun! Of God and men is he beloved Who from thy precepts never moved. Up to the Lord. Up to the'Lord arise, my song! Resound, my lay, with harps well strung! Sing Hallelujah to his praise! From heaven came in splendor bright The Law that guideth us aright; Its tender beams shine on our ways. Up to the Lord arise, my song! Hear us, Lord, our Creator!

To thee we send up our prayer. Lord, Most Holy, accept our contrite confession! Blot out our transgression, And our sin make vanish. Give us peace eternal! The years, like rivers, Roll and run, and have no stay; Leaves fall off, when autumn shivers ; Flowers fade ;—thy word stands aye.

Beyond glad praises, What can I afford to give? But I know, the best thanks raises He who strives in light to live. I will not pinion Unto fading flowers my day;. One year more closed his career; On his grave I linger here. I can but entreat thy face, Let me follow, Lord, thy trace!

Father, grant to me, thy servant, That my heart be pure within! Aid me in my efforts fervent! Crush in me the power of sin! Yet I have hope before me To health to rise again; Thy mercy can restore me, And ease me of my pain.

Not thee I sought in meekness;— Proud, blind, by sin beguiled, I oft have proved my weakness. Lord, enthroned in heaven. See, our hearts are riven With deep agony. Sorrow, grief, and anguish Make our powers languish, For we turned away from thee. Oh, let not thy wrath sway, From our sinful pathway Lead us back again to thee. Ah, we sigh, encumbered With our sins unnumbered; Whither shall we flee? Like a reed we waver; We have lost thy favor, For we turned away from thee.

But thou hast assured us, That when sins allured us, We to thee might flee. Lord, see our repentance ; Let thy pardoning sentence Lead us back again to thee. Forgive us our transgressions! Have compassion on us! Wipe out the trace of guilt! Protect us from offences! Grant us peace, Lord! Heir to perdition, Swiftly passing as a thought.

Thou art a pilgrim here, Worms and destruction at thy beauty jeer. Vain is life with all its schemes. Soon are over all fair dreams. Why this fear of death and tomb? Why thy bosom chilled with fright? Does no comfort beam from heavens holy? One land receives the high and lowly Where bright light dispells all gloom, And destruction has no might. Lord, dwelling in the firmament! Who shall abide in thy bright tent?

And whom wilt thou forever bless, To see thy mount of holiness? Still your sighs, your lamentations, Up to heaven look with cheer! Thither tend our aspirations; Why should death thrill us with fear? Here we are but guests sojourning For our trial on this earth ; After death, there comes a morning In the country of our birth.

Oh, the sweet and holy pleasure That awaits the good and wise! Has their day here reached its measure, There a brighter day will rise. Praise ye the Lord our heavenly Father, From night and grave he lifts us up; His loving spirit waves; we gather Around his word, our staff, our hope.

Thy glorious name be celebrated By earthly choirs for evermore. The hours run fast, the minutes hie, Here for our prayers given; O, use them for eternity, Strive for the peace from heaven, That all your life ye hear the lay: Oh the peace, when Neilah Even Pours its balm into the soul! By what pains our hearts be riven: Prayers heal us, make us whole. After dark and drear probations, Neilah comes and brings sweet rest. Thy works proclaim thy Name on earth, in heaven, And everywhere we see, O Lord, thy throne; Thine are these days for our rejoicing given, To reap the fruits in still devotion sown.

Grant us to celebrate these hours so pleasant! In gratitude for all thy gifts of love: A pilgrimage soon ended Is this our earthly life; Our huts are temporary, Till death away shall carry Our souls above all strife.

And as this Palm is upward tending, So be, my spirit! The Myrtle sheds around sweet savor: With festive wreaths, Lord, we entreat thee. Grant us with joyful hearts to meet thee, This Feast of Tabernacles.

We pray to thee, these emblems holding, Lord, in thy mercy all-enfolding, List to our supplications! O, bid thy tent of peace bedight us, And let no clouds, no tempests fright us, Lord, in our habitations. On earth we all with psalms adore thee, O, let us bloom like palms before thee, When doffed our body's shackles.

In thy house to dwell, O Father, Oh, how comely and how sweet! Happy they who cheerful gather To adore thy Mercy-seat. Great things saw my soul abiding With thee in the festive days, And my heart in thee confiding Drew sweet gladness from thy praise.

Let this cheerful spirit guide me. As I leave this holy shrine; Unto thee I will confide me, And my life be solely thine. This is the Torah, this the word Our fathers did inherit; Intact it was to us transferred Intact we will transfer it. Uplift the Scroll, unfurl it wide, Let all the world look on it; Show it, O Judah, show it with pride, And tell the price that won it.

It is the same flag, Lord of might, Thou to their trust hast handed, They left their lives in many a fight;— Here is the flag expanded. The warriors sank around it trooped, Their numbers are uncounted, The rest to power never stooped, Through baseness never mounted.

How many died, pierced on this shield, To heavenly homes retiring! To God be thanks, the combats rest; Oh, may they rest forever! And leave our standard never. Let our day be glad or grievous, Prospects bright, or drear and dim. Of his light naught shall bereave us, Naught shall sever us from Him. Like our heroes firm and daring, Like the Maccabees of yore, We will manly stand, declaring: I will praise, O Lord, thy grace, Fountain of all power! What if men assail me?

God, my Lord, Breaks their sword, He will never fail me. Ever when I sighed in night, When the world did wound me, God led me again to light, And his hand upbound me.

Darkness oft set round me,— He was nigh From on high, And his mercy found me. Heroes, young and hoary, Spilt their blood For their God, Giving him the glory. Cherishing a holy flame In their hearts unbending, The Asmonean tribe won fame And renown unending. Round their heads victorious Waving palms, Singing psalms, Praised they God the glorious. By the sheen of cheerful lights, Priests, approved in sufferings, Came to Zion, new from fights, Bringing God their offerings.

As this night, Let joys light, Ever crown thy nation! Up, praise Him for the beauteous Spring And all its bloomy treasures! Shout to the Lord a joyous lay, Whose bounteous voice reviveth What seemed forever to decay, That in new bloom it thriveth. From all these beauties here on earth Lift up your eyes to heaven! To the Father of all creatures Soar, my thoughts, to seek his face!

Lawn and field wear joyous features, Telling his unbounded grace. I praise thy all-renewing, Life-bestowing power and love; Thanks and joys, all cares subduing, Lift my heart to thee above. Be blessed, Lord, Rock of all ages, Whose loving-kindness hath no term. What if the storm of winter rages? It is to wake the slumbering germ. Comes the Spring, the all-reviving, Earth shows forth her secret thriving. Thy mercies, Lord, endure for ever.

Lord, thy breath goes forth, reviving Death-bound souls for vernal thriving. Who spake, and the earth was moulded, And the heavens were unfolded? And who commands the legions Of lights in unsearched regions? My body—who did make it, And who to life awake it? My spirit hears their voices, And in their praise rejoices.

Blessed, 0 blessed, Moment most holy, Leading the lowly Youth to the Lord! Pray for his light! In thy light lead us, From thy height heed us! Thou art our Shepherd, We are thy flock. Be not in fright! Make us victorious, While here we strive. Till at thy glorious Throne we arrive. Be blessed, 0 Lord. Be blessed, O Lord, Whose loving-kindness Gave laws of wisdom. Be blessed, O Lord! This solemn moment Will lead our children To life eternal Through thy covenant.

Shall in our bosoms Live forever more. Our lips shall praise thee, Lord of Mercy! Our lips shall praise thee, Holy Being! Whose ways are just, and yet so mild! With all our hearts we love thee, Father! We will forever be thy servants, And cheerfully obey thy will; Thy law, thy light shall ever guide us: Happy ye who learn the teachings Of the Lord, in guileless youth!

Happy fields that in good season Have received a holy seed! Happy ye whose youthful reason Has conceived a holy creed. These thy children,—Father, heed them, Be their trust and staff of life; On the path of virtue lead them, Through this world with dangers rife. And bid the stormy riot Of earthly lusts to cease. We pray thee, let thy Blessing D escend on us this day, That we, thy grace possessing, May follow thee for aye. O holy joy that raises Again each praying heart!

Give to the Lord new praises. Ere from this house ye part. Good seeds have been implanted In bosoms young and pure ; Let growth to them be granted, O Lord, make them mature! O, what a heavenly blessing Moves over us this hour! O Father, make us willing To glorify thy name Through deeds of truth, fulfilling The Law thou didst proclaim.

To thee, the bounteous donor Of truths that never end, Shall songs of praise and honor From pious lips ascend. Come, ye children, to his house, Come with holy joy before him.

With joy we come before his throne, And with our vows draw near him, To be his servants, his alone, Who loveth all that fear him. He knows what longing in us dwells. He knows what we endeavor, Knows our desire, above all else In truth to live forever. Unto the Lord we consecrate Ourselves and all within us, O may his light irradiate Our souls, for truth to win us. Raising up to thee their voices, Here this day thy children stand; With thy light, Lord, that rejoices Pious souls, O bless this band.

Raising up to thee our voices, We, thy suppliants, now ask, Father, with thy light rejoice us. In whose rays thy fearers bask. What we in our bosoms cherish, Lord, before thee now we own ; Truths and hopes that never perish, We lay down before thy throne.

We will, guided by thy spirit, Live and die, O Lord, with thee; Father, cause us to inherit Thy true grace eternally. Yours be a happy share, Yours be a pleasant lot: May peace from heaven. And faith that shaketh not, To you be given! The Thanks of all living.

Almighty Lord, who sendest forth thy breath, Into existence waking lives unnumbered; With all that gives them happiness beneath They are by thy paternal care remembered. And all look up with never failing trust To thy paternal grace, the all-sustaining. Who that lives should not bow down in dust To thee whose faith and love are never waning?

Everywhere, I find, O Lord, Of thy love divine a token. Giving me delights unspoken. Through thy grace the trees have yielded Fruits, the panting to sustain, And the flowing fields were gilded With the ears of ripened grain. Blest with plenty, Earth can give Food to all that on her live. Seeing, Lord, thy love abundant, Who could ever be despondent? All our anthems of devotion. Protect us, Father, be our stay! O keep us safe from day to day. Let order reign in our dear land, And bless the labor of each hand.

The mighty States together bound, O, let them rest on firmest ground: On truth and justice let them rest, With freedom and with concord blest. Our leaders, Lord, do thou inspire With zeal and strength that never tire; Around our nation wreathe the band Of common love to our dear land.

Bid freedom and the reign of peace Among all human kind increase. Out of the depths of our hearts do we call on thee, 0 Lord! O God, hear our prayer and accept our supplication! We have come this night before thy throne to render praise and adoration unto thy Name. We bring unto thee the thankful offerings of our lips for the numberless gifts of thy bounty, and beseech thee to grant us, in the coming year, life and prosperity, blessing and contentment.

And We have all come with trust in thy mercy, and wait for thy grace. When we look backward on the past year and the many joys and pains it brought unto us, and when we look for- ward into the dark vista of the new year, considering what joys and pains it may contain for us, we perceive and acknowledge that our destinies are in thy hand, and that mercy and kindness are with thee.

There- fore do we put our trust in thee; therefore do we pour out our souls before thee, when, on the entrance of a new period of existence, our emotions overwhelm us. Be pleased, then, to accept the thanks which we render unto thee for so many a joy, so many a relief, so many a blessing bestowed on us during the year just faded from sight.

Accept also the thanks which, with a submissive heart, we render unto thee even for the trials with which thou didst visit us, for the woes wherewith thou didst see fit to afflict us, the sorrowful burdens thou didst place upon us, in order that we might be cleansed and purified from all that is sinful and de- basing, and be led in meekness unto thee, the Master of all beings.

O, do thou further look with grace upon us in this year just ushered in; let the abundance of thy bless- ings rest upon us, so that it may become a year of life and health to all that call on thee,—a year of peace and concord to all that acknowledge thee,—a year in which the true divine spirit is aroused in the midst of Israel,—a year of increased love and fear of thy Holy Name, and of esteem and appreciation of us, the standard bearers of thy unity over the whole face of the earth.

O, destroy the seeds of discord between man and man, between people and people, out of which grow the thorns of strife and the thistles of war. Let the seeds of love and humanity which thou hast strewed, both in thy divine word and in the uncor- rupted heart of man, spring up and flourish, in order that all beings whom thou hast endowed with reason, may extend a brotherly hand to each other, and unite in thy Name and in thy fear, as thou hast promised through thy prophets.

And, thus, be thou praised, O Lord Eternal, who in grace and mercy hearest the prayers of all who call on thee in truth! Our knees before thee bended, We pray in holy fear: Let all our woes be ended With the expiring year. Bring near the day, O Father, When every lip names thee, In love all nations gather And bid all contests flee.

O ye, that, immerged in worldly employ- ments and pleasures, forget your true destiny; ye who pass your days in vanities which cannot profit nor deliver—O, remember your Creator; look into your own souls, and amend your ways and your deeds.

Let each of you abandon his bad course and ignoble thoughts! O Lord our God! Should we hear the call and not tremble? We hear thy voice, O Father; thou callest thy children back to thee, and we will readily obey thy summons. Thou art our King, and we are thy servants; thou our Master, and we the messengers of thy will; thou our Father, and we thy children. V may manifest that they are regulated by thy com- mands alone.

Thou art the Judge of our actions, and our deeds lie open before thee as a book of records; thou art the director of our destinies ' and dispensest to each according to thy wisdom, justice and kindness. O, judge us not according to our doings ; let thy grace reign over us ; forgive our failings, and pardon our sins!

When thou goest with us into judgment, O let us appear before thee cleansed and purified from all defilement; for thou art the God of love, and with thee there is redemption. A sad, and yet a blissful hour is it, when on the holiest of days—on the Sabbath of Sabbaths—our souls soar upward to the realms above where perpetual Sabbath reigns,—where the toil of life is over, and man enjoys the fruits of his work on earth.

None living has ever penetrated it, and of the departed none has returned to give knowledge of what he has seen, and to answer the solemn ques- tions that fill every human being with anxiety. No prophet in holy vision has rent the veil asunder which is drawn over the life of mortals.

It cannot be that we should be delivered up to de- struction as soon as the body is placed in the silent grave. It cannot be that we should here strive and wrestle in vain, while naught remains of us but the vanities for which we have so strenuously toiled. It cannot be that both good and bad—the noble and the mean,—he that all his life-time has striven for virtue, and he that has been a slave of brutal passions,—he that in noble self-denial has loved mankind and de- voted his best powers to their welfare, and he that in vile selfishness has looked upon the world as his do- minion to be despoiled by him in injustice and vio- II lence,—it cannot be that all should be alike subject to!

A sure conviction fills our hearts that those who in tears have here strewn seeds of virtue, will in future reap the fruit of gladness ; who here contended with sin and conquered, will one day enjoy the results of their victory ; who here through struggle and trials have purified and cleansed themselves, will rejoice in the realization of beatitude.

What understanding builds up, understanding may tear down again; what reason developes, reason may refute; but the presentiment which reaches convic- tion, cannot be implanted in our breast for our decep- tion. The longing which the All-bountiful has placed in our hearts, must be fulfilled. This struggle, this striving on earth, must find a reward,—a reward, not of an earthly nature, as the struggle and strife are not of this earth.

This flame that turneth upwards, must eventually reach the great Source of light. Yea, Eternal Lord, this day which, in its blissful sanctity, is itself a messenger from heaven, calling our souls away from what is perishable, and directing them towards what is eternal,—this day is pre-emi- nently adapted to confirm within us the conviction that thou hast breathed an immortal spirit into our bodies, and that it is thou who recallest it when its earthly mission is fulfilled.

This day of expiation whereon the triumph of the soul over the body is celebrated, seems unto us like a mirror reflecting its very life, when no longer chained by corporeal bonds. This day is unto us a greeting from yonder realms to: Death has not rent asunder the ties which life had woven; the gloomy grave cannot obscure the light that illuminated your existence.

Your souls are de- scending unto us ; our souls are soaring up to you. Our remembrance of you, mingled with sweetness and sadness, is our staff and stay on our earthly pil- grimage, our shield and buckler amid our battles,— our strength and animation in all our strivings. Our grief at your departure from us, cleanses and purifies our souls; our affliction is a sweet angel bringing peace and reconciliation into our homes ; our longing uplifteth us above the vanities of this earth, turning our hearts toward the things imperishable.

And in this refined and blissful state of our souls, are we enabled, on this day of confession and repent- ance, to rise from the humiliating consciousness of sin unto the firm resolve that we will devote our lives to the service of God and humanity in truth and up- rightness; that we will renew the combat against sin and temptation; that we will cleanse our hearts from the dross of selfishness; and that we will render ourselves worthy to appear before the Supreme Judge on the day he summons us unto life eternal.

The remainder of the Memorial Service see Prayer Book, p. Prayer of a Husband for Sustenance and Domestic Happiness. O Lord and Father, who givest food unto all crea- tures, and in thy abundant love providest for myriads of beings! I pray not for exten- sive riches or possessions, but give me, O Father, what I really need, and what is good and beneficial for me.

Guard me, All-bountiful God, from want and privation, and direct thou my heart, that in my pursuit after the requirements of this life, I may never deviate from the path of righteousness. Endow me with a contented heart, that I may in tranquillity and happiness enjoy the fruition of thy merciful gifts. Vouchsafe, O Lord, unto me the means of aiding my poor and needy fellow-beings, according to the best impulses of my heart, and let my habitation ever be open to the distressed and afflicted, that they may find there comfort and relief.

Be further pleased, O Father, to grant unto all my dear ones the great blessing of health ; keep aloof from us sickness and woe. Grant that true piety may ever reign in my household and in the hearts of my kindred. And especially do I beseech thee to vouch- safe, that my beloved children whom thou hast been pleased to entrust to my care and guardianship, may grow up as good men and women, and true Israelites.

Prayer of a Wife. Unto thee my heart is turned; unto thy loving care I resign what is dearest to me on earth. Protect my dear husband and children , every member of my household, and all my family.

Let thy loving watchfulness rest over them and defend them from whatever evil may threaten them by night or by day. Keep far from us disease and suffering, that we may not live in fear of the dangers of the day or the terrors of the night. Command thy angels to guard us in all our ways. Assist me in watching over the inclinations of my heart and my conduct in life.

Guard me from vanity and worldli- ness; teach me, in true womanhood,—in chastity and simplicity, to seek and find my highest gratifications in the innocent enjoyments of home. Grant unto me and my kindred, health of body, and keep our souls aloof from sinful allurements and temptations. Let us find favor, both in thy sight, and in the eyes of the good among mankind. Preserve my husband unto me in life and health ; for what would I, the feeble wo- man, be, if bereft of his support?

Keep watch over our domestic happiness and peace, and grant unto us all eternal salvation. Accept this my prayer unto thee, who art my Stay and my Hope forever. O Lord, thou art exalted above all, and yet nigh unto those who, in truth and devotion, call on thee! With a humble and joyful heart, do I appear before thee to lay on thy altar my offering of thanks for thy aid and assistance, thy help and protection, who wert with me in my hour of need, didst guard me when death seemed to impend, and human strength , to fail.

O Lord, from a true heart do I thank thee l for the addition to my domestic happiness. O may the sweet hopes which now thrill my bosom never be disappointed! Watch over my tender babe, that it may thrive both in mind and body.

Give me strength that I may be able at all times to perform my maternal duties, without neglecting any of them for the desire of enjoyment or by reason of bodily weakness. Give me wisdom to fulfill the responsible task of training the child thou hast given me, and aid me with thy wisdom and mercy, should either my power fail or inclination waver.

Accept my solemn vow, that I will instruct my child in thy Law, that it may be armed with that knowledge which surpasses all other, so as to be able in due time to resist allure- ment, and become rich in virtue, and reverence of thee.

Bountiful Father, bless and preserve it, that it may grow up in happiness, realizing our hopes, and glori- fying thy Name. Prayer for a Sick Person. Hear the prayer which I offer unto thee on behalf of a suffering friend.

Have compas- sion on him her , and send him her thine aid. Let his her affliction come before thee, and his her prayer ascend unto thy throne. His her eyes being lifted up to thee, O turn unto him her , in thy mercy, for thou art the healer of the sick and a faithful attendant of the suffering. Should it however be thy inscrutable will that suf- fering should continue to be his her portion, O, do thou inspire him her with resignation to thy decrees, trust in thy dispensations, and never-ceasing hope in thee and thy goodness.

But, O let his her life be spared, merciful Lord! Vouchsafe unto the wearied limbs new strength, re-animate his her depressed heart and grant that my dear friend may again enter ,c on the path of renewed life in joy and happiness, f Amen. Prayer of the Confirmands.

With filial reverence do we approach thee at this solemn hour to consecrate our hearts unto thy service. Thou hast been with us, since we first beheld the light of day; thou hast pre- served us from evil and from sickness, and up to this moment thy loving hand has led us, as a father lead- eth his child.

We thank thee, O Lord, for thy good- ness, which we will never forget throughout all our days. Thou hast given us dear parents, guardians and leaders, who have confirmed us in all that is good, showing us the path that leads unto thee. How can we adequately thank thee for all this? But do thou still continue thy guardianship, and strengthen us to live in thy sight as virtuous children and pious Israelites. Be specially with us in this hour, O Omnipresent Being! Strengthen our hearts, that we may perceive and understand the significance of this moment unto all future days.

Remove now from our minds all ex- traneous and wanton thoughts, and let our full atten- tion be turned to the sacredness of this period. Pre- serve within us forever the earnest emotions now alive in our hearts, that from this hour we may date a healthful change in our conduct; that we may wax more thoughtful, virtuous, and obedient to thee, our Lord and Father!

Prayer of a single Confirmand. With deep gratitude do I ac- knowledge thy infinite mercy. Thou hast enlightened me in thy Law, which teaches me what to perform and —.

I know now whereon my happiness depends ; give me, therefore, strength to strive for it without deviating to the right or to the left. Soon am I to enter into active life, where there are dangers and temptations constantly lurking. O Lord, aid me, that I may tread firmly on the head of sin, ere he wound my foot and gain the mastery over me. Then shall I never sin, never act against thy will, nor grieve my dear ones through ungodly conduct or through moral weakness and deviation from the path of rectitude.

Reviewing the past period of my life, I am filled with trust for my future, for we are assured, O Lord, that thou art ever nigh unto all that seek thee in truth. I do seek thee, O Father; O let me then find thee! Enlighten me with thy holy spirit, strengthen me with thy divine aid, and let me always live full of trust and belief in thee, O Father! To him alone, and none besides, is it proper to give praise and adoration, thanks and glory.

We firmly and truly believe that God has created man in his own image, endowing him with reason and free will, and placing in his heart the desire for per- fection.

We firmly and truly believe that the soul that God has breathed into us, is immortal and destined for fu- ture life, when it shall be judged for its doings, to be rewarded with imperishable happiness for the good it may have achieved on earth, and punished, according to the wisdom and justice of the Lord, for the evil it may have committed. We firmly and truly believe that God has chosen Israel to be a nation of priests among all mankind,— that Israel, by means of the revelation on Sinai, have received the sublime mission of spreading over all the earth the truths there made known, and of confirming all mankind in the true knowledge of God,—thus es- tablishing his divine kingdom on earth.

We will live and die as Israelites, and with our latest breath seal the cardinal truth of our holy faith: In the In the In the First Year. In the First Year. In the Second Year. In the Third Year. In the Second year. In the Third year. In the First year.

Yea, the downcast can now lift up their heads as worshippers of thy Unity, as the nation chosen by thee as the standard-bearers of eternal truth before the sons of men. Grant, O Lord, that we may constantly labor in thy service, until all the world shall acknowledge thee, and all mankind worship thee, the One and Infinite God.

Suffering, they fought for thee, Offerings they brought for thee— But their flag they did not hide: In our faith we still abide.

Now that the genial sun of milder days shines over us, we are enabled better to understand what thy plans were. Thou didst not suffer us to perish because of our sins; thou didst not destroy us from the face of the earth.

No, as the witnesses of thy truth, as the promulgators of thy unity, thou didst scatter us among the nations, in order that we might, in the course of centuries, serve as instruments for spreading sacred truth, as the mes- sengers of thy kingdom on earth. In meekness do we bow before thy holy will, know- ing that it is wise and merciful.

Therefore do we not unduly lament over the Temple that is destroyed, for thou wilt henceforth rear up thy Temple in the hearts of all sons of men, so that all nations may form one brotherhood to serve thee in truth.

We mourn not despairingly over the downfall of Jerusalem; for all places whither thou hast sent us, shall be consecrated unto thee through the worship of thy Name. We lament not over the degradation to which we were delivered up, for we know we suf- fered it for the sake of thy Holy Name.

And now, in thy great mercy, thou hast lifted from our shoulders the burden of oppression under which our ancestors once drooped; thou hast given us another home in place of that which we lost in the land of our fathers, and hast granted us a full share in the liberties of the great and free nation that has adopted us as its children.

Thou, O Lord, wilt cause the kingdom of love to increase in extent and power on earth, so that all our brethren may enjoy its fruits as we do, and thou wilt grant that we work together for the fulfillment of the great mission thou hast ap- pointed to the human race. Wondrous, O Lord, are thy ways; unsearchable are the decrees of thy wisdom. Love has sprouted W forth where the seeds of hatred were strewed; But, however ardently they now worshiped thy Name, their pious zeal was not powerful enough to twine around them the bonds of union.

Fierce hatred divided them into parties, profaning thy Holy Name through discord. There- fore didst thou reject them from being a nation before thee, and didst deliver them into the hands of their Roman rulers. Oh, how terribly did their fury rage in thy holy inheritance! They laid waste our country, destroyed the high-towering Temple, and gave up all our treasures as a prey to the consuming fire. And how much more vehement was their wrath against thy people!

תחת של גבר זין גדול ועבה And especially on these solemn days of penitence do we pray thee to remenber and inscribe us, and all the people of the house of Israel, in the book of life, blessing, peace, and prosperity. Prayer of a Husband for Sustenance and Domestic Happiness. Prayer of the Confirmands. Lord, make me know my end, and let me, mortal, תחת של גבר זין גדול ועבה of this span of life, how short it is, That when thy call invites me to thy portal, I may come forth with deeds of lasting bliss. Soon am I to enter into active life, where there are dangers and temptations constantly lurking.

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And I will give grass in thy field for thy cattle, and thou shalt eat and be satisfied. The Lord of All. Yea, who is like unto thee, merciful Father, who in mercy remem- berest thy creatures to life? And especially on these solemn days of penitence do we pray thee to remenber and inscribe us, and all the people of the house of Israel, in the book of life, blessing, peace, and prosperity.

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Festive Wreath, and Human Mission. This is the Torah. The Seasons of The Year. The Beneficence of the Lord. Songs for the Confirmation Act. Be blessed, O Lord. Our Lips shall praise Thee. The Teachings of the Lord. For the Thanksgiving Day. The Thanks of all Living. The Mercies of the Lord. On the Eve of the New Year, p. Before sounding the Shofar, p. For the Memorial Service for the Dead, p. Prayers for various Occasions, p. For the Confirmation Rites, p.

But in the Law of God He finds his sole delight, And in its thoughts employs His mind by day and night. O Lord, thy majesty is throned in heaven, And on the earth beneath thy name is glorious; Yea, homage is to thee by tender sucklings given; Through lisping lips thy reign is made victorious.

When I behold the heavens thou hast fashioned, And all the marvels round, wrought by thy finger, The moon, the stars, each on its watch-post stationed, Bowed down in awe before thee, Lord, I linger. Yet, next to angels thou hast made his standing; With honor and with glory thou hast crowned him. Hast made him Ruler;—all the world he swayeth. The Glory of the Lord. The firmament displays The wonders of his works.

One day to the other telleth the tale, And night unto night Gives knowledge of him. Our Shepherd is the Lord, And we the flock he feedeth; His earth, with beauty stored, Yields all that mankind needeth. Is there a thirsting heart, His staff to waters leads it; To soothe its aching smart, With joy and light he feeds it.

Through night of death and dread We walk, and never tremble; By our good Shepherd led, We know we shall not stumble.

His light is bliss and health, In it we find salvation; His comfort is our wealth, Be high or low our station. Songs for Divine Services.

How shall from want I ever suffer, When God my Shepherd feedeth me, He makes me lie where meadows offer, And by still waters leadeth me. What if I pass the vale where, lightless, Dire Death resides? Thou art with me—that makes me frightless— Thy comfort is my staff, my aid.

Who is the King of Glory? The Lord strong and mighty! Strong and mighty in battle. God Zebaoth,— He is the King of Glory. Lord, make me know my end, and let me, mortal, Think of this span of life, how short it is, That when thy call invites me to thy portal, I may come forth with deeds of lasting bliss. For all that is of earth must fade, And man is but a fleeting shade, If to the Dead lie gives his heart, Forgetful of his living part.

On thee alone let all my joys be founded; O Lord, unto my call incline thine ear, That I with help and comfort be surrounded. Tell me, my soul, what aileth thee? Why on thy hopes this blight? O heart, my heart, what grieveth thee? Wherefore this tongueless fright? To God, thy Father, flee, On him, on him rely! He will deliver thee, Rely!

Why did thy love forget me, why? O come to bless my soul! To God, thy Father, flee, On him alone rely! O Lord, be gracious unto us, And with thy blessing speed us, Let shine thy face illustrious; To life eternal lead us. That we may heed thy ways with. All nations shall, O Lord, confess Thy never-ending glory, Acknowledging thy righteousness. With joy appear before thee. How goodly are thy habitations! My soul desired—it yearned to see, O Lord of Hosts, these holy stations. The dwellings of thy majesty.

My body and my soul now laud The ever living, bounteous God. Lo, as the sparrow finds a building, And as the swallow rears a nest, From storms her tender offspring shielding, So I fly to thine altars blest.

Blest he who in thy house may dwell, Allowed alway thy praise to tell. Thou art a shield, a sun, emitting Bright rays of glory and of grace, With joy and happiness outfitting All those that walk before thy face. O Lord of Hosts, throned in the skies, How blest he who on thee relies! O, enter then his gates with grateful song, And move with praises all his courts along; Give thanks to him to whom all praise is due, For he is ever gracious, ever true.

With God there is Forgiveness. Out of the depths, in pain and care, I send my cry up unto thee; Incline thine ear and hear my prayer, My earnest suit, Lord, answer me. If thou shouldst mark the trace of sin, Lord, who could hope thy grace to win? But, lo, from thee is pardon given, That man may dare look up to heaven. I hope in thee, my God.

My soul looks out for thee in sorrow, More than the watchman for the morrow. Wherever sailing, Make him the compass of thy hope; With him is mercy never-failing, And redemption in full scope. The Lord of peace—he will efface The sins of Israel, in his grace. How blest the sight, the joy how sweet, When brothers joined with brothers meet, A mutual loving band!

Uplift ye your hands toward his abode, And sing the praise of God. The Lord who has made both heaven and earth, Will bless thee from Zion with holy mirth. Had not the Lord stood by my side, When men against me rose: I never, never could abide The wrath of all my foes. As furious billows did they roll, And roar to sweep away my soul. O Lord, in care I meet thee; Behold my deep distress! And let my prayer entreat thee In thy great faithfulness. O, bid not thy poor servant Before thy court appear; No man, however fervent, Can in thy sight be clear.

Sin hath destroyed my heaven, The peace within my breast; With pangs my heart is riven, My spirit is depressed. My soul within me fainteth, And wrings with grievous smart, The night of anguish painteth Dark shadows in my heart. My Father, I now call thee; O come, deliver me! From passions that enthrall me To thee alone I flee. Whose greatness unexcelled; Loud praise his might, the infinite! With Praises come before Him.

The Lord is God! To him cling, For perfect is his way, The Lord is God! Sing in chorus, To his honor hymns sonorous; In his courts with mirth appear. Bring him offerings, all ye mortals, Come with joy into his portals, Bring him thanks, from far and near! Children, bow to him, be humble! Though he sees us fail and stumble, Yet, his children are we named. Come, draw near him, mortal creature!

Though frail thy nature, God is gracious, great his love. Think the thought, so awe-inspiring! Sing with Joy, Sing with joy the God of grace, Praise him in his dwelling-place! Sing the wonders he has done us! Sing with joy the God of grace, In his dwelling-place!

Praise his greatness, praise his power, Let your thanks to heaven tower, With triumphant songs adore him, Come with thankful hearts before him; i His great Name adore For evermore. Praise the Ruler of all powers, Praise his goodness, for he showers On us mercies none can measure.

Let your hearts breathe hallowed pleasure! His great Name adore For evermore. O Lord, I linger, and I gaze, And find no words to sing thy praise. O God of might and majesty, Thy name is bright eternally! O sing the Lord in holy fear, Extol the Lord from far and near, In every age and time!

Who durst with God, our Lord, compare? A Savior in distress and care, From age to age the same. Loud through creation sounds The glory of our God, And, like a wave, redounds His praise in his abode. Come, let us strike the harp and sing praise in accord, To the Lord, to the Lord. Vain is the scoff of ruthless nations Who Israel oppose, We bring our God ovations, In spite of threats, in sight of foes.

Him sing, proclaim his grace, Here in his dwelling-place! Accord Psalteries to the Lord. Thou art my Father, I will praise thee, Thy love shall claim my sweetest song; To happiness thou didst upraise me, Thine be my harp, thine be my tongue. I dedicate my song to thee, Thine be my lyre, my psaltery! When I awake at early dawn, My soul soars up to thee above; When night descends on field and lawn, My heart exalts thee, thrilled with love. My yearning shall with powers gift me Unto thy heavens to uplift me.

I dedicate my lyre to thee, Thine be my harp, my psaltery! Thy Grace, 0 Father. How many wonders of thy kindness In my own life may I descry! Thy light is shed on all my footsteps, Thy love looks on me from on high.

I am of birth divine, My spirit is a part of thine! Arise, my soul, and wing thee Up to thy God above; Give praise, and tell how kingly He pours on thee his love! Display with grateful pleasure His truth in pious rhyme; Thy psaltery's glad measure Shall praise the Most Sublime. To praise him, it behooves thee, Whatever be thy dole; Thy life is his, he loves thee; Forget it not, my soul!

Praise ye the Lord in his abode most holy, Sing him songs in the stronghold of his might. For thy kindness ever true With each morning shines anew. Great is the Lord! He knows our weakness, And is with us in all our ways.

Good is the Lord! My bosom is thine altar, Pure love my sacrifice, The thanks, my lips are telling, With joy to thee arise. Accept, O Lord, my offering, My prayer to thee above. Nigh art thou to thy fearers, Thou art a God of love! Bring, my heart, bring him ovation, Tell his love with each pulsation! How often hast thou brightened With joys my path of life, So wilt thou ever grant me To conquer in each strife. Give the God of love due praises, When he lowers, when he raises.

O, bend to him in awe! The Lord is God, He is a gracious God. The Lord is God, he unto us hath given The light of mind, the Law revealed from heaven; We bow to him with thanks. Great is the Lord, and none beside; To him sing, all who fear him! Who is like him? The Lord is great, His name is great, Wide open is his mercy-gate. How blest all who revere him 1 Sing to the Lord a joyful strain!

He is our God, none else! In clouds of mystery he dwells. The worlds are his domain. Great is his name! He wills— , tis wrought, Lo, there in pride it stands, And when his word of might commands, Soon all is turned to naught.

He is the Love; in him rejoice; His choice is thine own best; His deeds are altogether blest, And truthful is his voice. M69 20 He reigns on earth! He hears thee cry, And makes thy bosom still; If straight thy way, if good thy will, Press on! In clouds of mystery he dwells, The worlds are his domain.

Great is his name forevermore. Almighty God, we sing thy praise, Beneficent, we laud thy ways. All living hope in thee, O Lord, All living sing, Hallelujah!

Praise give and glory unto our God; For he is all-gracious ; Great above earth and heaven Is his loving-kindness. Praise give and glory unto our God! Serve ye the Lord with joy and gladness, Come ye with psalms before his presence. In gladness I will sing him, And hymns of thanks in joyful chorus bring him; In unison with all that walk before him, I will adore him. Majestic are the works he hath created, They tell his might, with holy mirth elated; They are to me a source of holy pleasure, Beyond all measure.

Who is like thee, so excellent in might? Who is like thee in glory, truth and splendor? The heavens are thy throne, thy garb is light, Sun, moon and stars to thee their homage render. Who guides the numberless hosts of heaven? Who wakes the Sun from nightly rest? He goeth forth like a valiant hero, To run his race from East to West. Come, man, and view the wonders of nature To thine astounded sight unfurled, See power and wisdom swaying their scepter,— Proclaim they not the God of the world?

The heavens teach, O Lord, thy praises, The earth is witness of thy might, The voice which all creation raises, Resounds by day, is heard by night. Lord, thy greatness and thy power. Therefore, songs of praise wide-sounding, Rise from every lip beneath, Echoes of thy grace, rebounding From the hearts of all that breathe.

The sun each morning greets With golden beams the ocean, And every wave he meets Reflects the glistening motion. Lord, all proclaim thy name: The sun in my heart glows, In me the warbler sings, In me the flower blows. What up to heaven rings, What down from heaven blazes,— My heart feels it and grows And swells in grateful praises.

The Lord shall reign for ever and ever. Lord of all, and King of kings, Thou rulest ever and ever! By angels in heaven The Lord is given Glory and fame.

Celestial hosts Stand on their posts To praise his name. The earthly choirs With sacred fires. The heavens round Repeat the sound From far and near: After the Hebrew of Jnda Halevi. O Lord, where shall 1 find thee, Whose seat no eye espies? And where, O Lord, not find thee, Whose throne is earth and skies? And yet, midst sons of earth, here, Should God dwell? A dream how high aspiring Of man who is like naught! Yet, where thy praise resoundeth, Thy majesty is near, From heaven to earth reboundeth The song of holy fear.

The Lord of all. The Lord of all was sovereign King, Ere aught that is was moulded; Now that all nature stands in pride, The worlds display his kingdom.

And he is one, besides him none, With none he shares his glory; Has no beginning and no end, His are the power and kingdom. Attune the song of holy truth! God is; bow down, old age and youth! And he is One! Spiritual and figureless, Unequalled he in holiness! On earth, in heaven, everything Tells, he is the Almighty King. Prophetic truth he did inspire Into the men of sacred fire. He made his grace on Moses shine;: No prophet was like him divine.

Let systems change and doctrines fall, The Law of God surviveth all. To him is known the thought of the heart, The end of things, ere yet they start. Thy judge will on thy head return. Redemption comes, all troubles end Of those who on his help depend. V Songs for Divine Services. God rules earth and skies, He knows all thy affairs. What even men as small despise, Escapeth not his cares. Why this trembling fear within?

Look on high, God is nigh; Heavenward raise, Man, thy gaze! Every tear that dews thy cheek, Counteth he who loves the meek. Is, then, thy bereavement endless? Art thou in this world alone? Is there naught to call thine own?

God is thine, Do not pine! Why criest thou, my heart, in sorrow? O Lord my God, when comes the morrow? When will that night, that long night pass?

That marsh-light glittering from afar, When will it prove a truthful star? Truth is thy essence; Thou art the mercy, thou the tree Of life ; clear light is in thy presence, Wise counsel, Father, is with thee. O, still the thirst that burns in me, O, hush my soul that yearns for thee! Heavenward our paces lead ; On this earth we are sojourning, And to Canaan, as our meed, Through the desert we are turning.

Here on dusty roads we roam, Yonder, yonder is our home. My faith in God Pointeth to the land eternal. Soaring is my soul abroad, Far beyond the lights supernal. I am longing to return Where the lights of beauty burn. Heavenward my soul shall strive, Till at last I there arrive. Look up to him— In darkness a light— Hope ye in him, By day and by night. Seek ye the Lord, and he is near, Call ye on him, and he will hear.

O, hear our suppliant lay! We worship thee, O Lord, with awe, Who rulest earth and heaven. Our life is brief—this is thy law— To thee be praises given! We lean, O Lord, upon thy grace, Our days are few and grievous; Like clouds that pass and leave no trace, The joys of life may leave us: O Hope, thou child of heavenly birth!

There is a life beyond this earth! Thy kingdom lasts forever. His eyes behold my aching smart; In kindness does he number The sorrows cumbering my heart,— The cares that break my slumber.

I know, he sent me trials, lest My heart grow slothful when at rest. From God and virtue turning. What with weeping thou hast sown, Blooms and ripes, of joy the root; If with labor thou hast mown, Cheerful shalt thou eat the fruit. All the pious and the noble, Seeing lights that never cease, Had to pass through strife and trouble, Climbing up the heights of peace.

Bear, O soul, thy pains with patience. Quiet walk the line of life, When enough here thy probations, Blessings will reward thy strife. One Father, one Home. One loving Father have we all; , Tis God, whole holy pleasure Created all, the great and small; His mercy has no measure. One home paternal have we all, To which our ways are wending; It is above—in yonder hall Of happiness unending. For the hand that gave thee sadness, Holds of life and death the cup, Gives alike both woe and gladness, Bringeth low and raiseth up.

Hope, the Golden Ladder. Hope is the golden ladder Whereon hearts to heaven climb; Soul, take her for thy companion, Till thine hour of death shall chime. Be still within, Though the night around be fearful; Unless grieved by thine own sin, Lift thy head up free and cheerful!

Faith in God and future life Conquers in all woe and strife. Hope, my heart, and trustful keep; Soon to haven comes thy vessel, When the raging billows sleep, And the tempests cease to wrestle.

My heart, what is it then that blasteth Thy hopes, when God afflicteth thee. Be blithe, my heart; not long it lasteth; Thy trouble ends, thou art set free. To thee alone, my God, I bend, Though men against me gather; To happiness my ways shall tend, Thou art with me, my Father! I pray thee not my days to lengthen ;— A staff of trust my walk to strengthen, A levelled path, devoid of sorrow, Contentment new on every morrow, Joined with a lofty aspiration For spreading blessings and salvation, A gentle heart, devotion fervent— These gifts, O Lord, grant to thy servant.

Hear our prayer, thou our Protector! Be propitious as we call; Be our guardian and director Of our steps ; let us not fall! Not for empty show we care; Grant that virtue be our share. Lord, direct our inclinations, That to thee we may be true; Far from glittering ostentations, Still and glad our ways pursue. So thou dwellest in our heart, Joys and pleasures are our part. For thee, 0 Lord. For thee, O Lord, all beings wait, To give to them their daily alms. Thou openest thy hand, Their wants are satisfied.

Father, I call on thee! Dangers unnumbered hourly expect me; Lord, in thy mercy, thou wilt protect me. God of Creation, I call on thee, Father, O guide thou me!

Father, O guide thou me! Guide me through life, and in death guide me; Lord, to thy mercy I will confide me; Lord, as thou wilt, so guide thou me, Father, thy hand I see— Father, thy hand I see!

Or in the storm-wind furious bustling, Fountain of mercy, thy hand I see, Father, O bless thou me! I Father, O bless thou me! Lord, out of the Depth. Lord, out of the depth, I call on thee! Father, hear me, Come to cheer me; Lift thy countenance up to me! Lord, to thee my eyes look up and wait.

He granteth thee thy lot In equal site and size. God sleeps and slumbers not, What day his angel lowers, And from this darksome spot Thy soul to light upsoars. Yon, above the heavens starred, Is thy joy in God unmarred. What we here have sown in sadness, We shall reap in joy above; There matures the fruit of gladness, In the balmy breeze of love. Joyous garners he the grain, Who hath sown in grief and pain.

Oft felt we as lone strangers, Bearing disgrace and shame; Yet, we survived all dangers, Made strong by thy great name. O God of Israel, hear us! On the wings of prayer our hearts soar up to heaven, We acknowledge thy power supreme, And thy mercy renewed each morn. Thine, thine are our hearts! Give ear to our petition! Almighty, Beneficent, hear us! God, Omnipotent, full of mercy! Lord, as thy love is never-ending, Let me remember this always, Thus strengthening my efforts, tending To consecrate to thee my days.

Thy love shall heal my heart when smarting, And be in happiness my guide; Assist me. What God does, is in Bounty done. He is my God, And, at his nod, My path becomes a garden; Let him, then, be my warden. What God does, is in bounty done; But he knows what availeth. The godless man may lonesome run, On God to lean he faileth. New every morn His grace is born, I put on him my sorrow, Confide to him my morrow. What God does, is in bounty done; When sinking, this shall stay me, Though on the stormy path I run, All views and hopes betray me, My God is he, He leadeth me At last into his garden; Let him, then, be my warden.

O Rock of Ages, gracious Lord, Grant that the seed grain of thy word, Laid in our hearts, may strike deep root, And there mature a healthful fruit. True faith, that health-recruiting power, True faith, that life-renewing flower,— O, let it in our bosoms grow, Maturing deeds—no empty show. God is my stay! His word for aye Shall be my staff unbending. That I perceive its soundness. Thy word is true! O, clear my view, In sounding its profoundness. Of all founts thou art the clearest, Word of life!

God is my light! God is my joy! Where should I find The light of mind Save in thy law from heaven? Without thy word, My heart, O Lord, Would with suspense be riven.

Thy word explains All joys and pains The soul on earth here trieth; It calls this life The scene of strife, To gain what never dieth. Allow thy law To be my holiest pleasure!

Blest is whom thy word refreshes, Lord, who makes thy law his stay; Blest is whom thy light, the precious, Guides when dark around his way. Lord, the precepts thou hast given, To perceive them make us wise. To our hearts give peace from heaven, Power to see unto our eyes.

Lord, high is the position, Thou hast to us assigned. Lord enthroned in Majesty! Let thy power work within us; Let each heart belong to thee;— For thy holy service win us! Lord, thy laws whose worth unmeasured, Thy decrees pure and divine,— In my heart they shall be treasured, There shall be their earth-built shrine.

For they dart, on every station Of my life, light in my heart,— Lead me onward to salvation,— Bid me choose my better part.

O, bid thy hallowed source impart New strength and peace unto my heart. And walk forever in thy ways. O, source of life and truth unending! Create, my God, a heart in me, That glows in pious love to thee; Pure and true—a sacred shrine, A dwelling-place of praise divine.

A spirit , Lord, to me impart, To break all idols of my heart; Great, sublime—a fount of light,— Truth-perceiving, clear and bright.

In this ark of holy station Rests the word of revelation; Let it, Lord, now be implanted In our bosoms, and there granted,' As a seed of good deed, Fruits of godliness to speed.

To thy word of truth immortal. Open thou our inmost portal; Grant us with delight to hear it, Grant that it illume our spirit; Mild and clear, true and sheer, Did thy word to us appear. As the bud unfolds its centre, When mild sunbeams seek to enter, So our soul to thy light turneth, To admit thy truth she yearneth.

In this gate radiate, Word of God! For thee we wait. Hear, Israel, this word: The Eternal is our God! He is Master of all Nature, And unbounded is his might. Bring him praises, every creature, Sing his greatness day and night!

To him we look, to him, the One, In darkness, or when bright our sun. The Lord is One, is One! One, when he, kind like a father, Keeps the world in his embrace. One, when he in anger rather Seems to hide from us his face. His mercy reigneth at all times, He leads through death to blissful climes.

We all in deep devotion now, Unto thy throne, Most Holy, bow, To hear thy word expounded. Make pure our hearts, and strong our will, That, all our days, we may fulfill Thy laws, on wisdom founded.

Glad in God to welcome every morrow, Every night to close our eyes serene; Unto God resigning each our sorrow Still to wait, till better days be seen; This teaches us, the sons of earth, Religion of celestial birth. While alive, to live content; when dying, Calmly for a fairer land to wait, Where unfading love reigns, re-allying All whom here fell death did separate: This teaches us, the sons of earth.

Religion of celestial birth. Thou hast to us unfurled A light that made thy people A blessing to the world. My helper in all dangers, My trust in care and death! Bowed in meekness I stand here. Filled with reverent emotion; Father, open thou my ear, Grant me true and still devotion, That thy word with wisdom feed me. And the way to heaven lead me. Vouchsafe that thy holy word, As it to my heart descendeth, There mature, my Rock and Lord, Fruits of life that never endeth, All my powers within me nerving, That thy will I do, unswerving.

O Lord, the breath of holy prayer, Uplifting me from earthly care, Moves through this sacred dwelling;' My soul fain would to heaven flee, She wings herself up unto thee, The fount whence truth is welling. Fear and gladness, Hope and sadness,— Each emotion Flows and waves through my devotion. I trust in thee! Give ear, O Israel! O, hear the holy word of creed Thou didst receive, so clear, so bright, On Sinai there ;—it was thy lead, It was thy light by day and night; It went with thee thy life to heed.

The Lord is God, and none besides; In him alone thou seest bright The thought that in creation hides. From him receive thy law, contrite; With him alone the truth abides.

In all thy ways acknowledge him; If light thy path, and clear and bright, Or wrapt in sorrow drear and grim: When down thy shadow glideth, How grows my soul so still! The storm of sin subsideth, Waked is the pious will.

Methinks the heavens greet me And bring from toil release; Come, Sabbath, thou shalt meet me With God and man in peace.

Angels on their pinious bring thee Down to us, O Sabbath Night; Hymns of holy triumph sing thee, And each heart is filled with light. Earthly cares no more possess us; Thou, O Sabbath, com'st to bless us. With thy radiant garment dress us; Sabbath, from thy heavens bless us!

This is the Day of Rest! Adoring stand I here. O sacred joy, O secret thrill! As when a host of angels, still And soft, to me draw near. Sabbath Rest, be welcome. Sabbath Joy, be welcome! Sabbath Peace, be welcome! When the Sabbath, peace-inviting, Fills our hearts with sacred mirth, When from heaven, soul-delighting Manna raineth down on earth: Then, to song all sorrow yieldeth, Loud to God rings up the strain.

Sun and Sabbath—both how pleasant, Are allied this morning! Messengers of God are present, Lights of joy are burning! When the Sun of Spring awaketh, And his rays redeeming melt the snow; When her fetters Nature breaketh, And her starry blooms in beauty glow: Sweet and pleasant rings the chime, Welcome, welcome, Vernal Time!

No fetters more enslaved them; Thy mighty arm, Lord, saved them, That made bright light from darkness rouse. No more affliction, no more anguish! A promised Eden radiant lies before us, Father, Father, lead us onward! To God, to God arise, my song, Who never gave us to despondence; For him my flesh and spirit long. And now, when breathing free again, When hate is silenced, mute the scorning, Our spirit breaks her yoke in twain, And spreads her pinion toward the morning.

O grant us, Lord, to understand Thy deeds in their full depth and essence, That we, uplifting heart and hand, In truth adore thy holy presence. All abroad praise our God; praise him all creation!

In all tongues, sing him songs, him alone ovation. Bow in fear, far and near, praise him every nation! At all times, to all climes, sendeth he good tiding. In distress he will bless, and send light before thee. Bend thine ear, Lord, and hear; let thy mercy heed us! Bid thy light and thy right, on thy path to lead us!

All our days may the rays of thy wisdom speed us! Songs for Divine Services In pious lays they swing.

With joy my breast is swelling, Thy wonders claim my tongue. Give the Lord praise! Thanks for the law of light, Sent to illume our sight, Sing to the Lord! Source thou of truth and grace 1 Make us with love embrace Thy blessed word. This day records the wonder. Lord, of the great event, When, at thy word, asunder The veil of error rent.

With thunders promulgated, Thy fiery word went forth ; A light eradiated Illumining all earth. My tongue, my tongue shall never Cease to proclaim thy fame; I am thine own forever, Thou art my only aim.

Who from this spring restores his heart, Feels through his veins fresh vigor start. A Tree of life on Sinai groweth, And spreads its branches far around; No praise that human speech bestoweth Can ever all its beauties sound. In dearth and want he is secured, Who stores the fruit this tree matured. Whose eye these heavenly rays illume, His soul is saved and fears no doom. Thou art the Spring , thou art the Tree ; Thou art the Sun!

Of God and men is he beloved Who from thy precepts never moved. Up to the Lord. Up to the'Lord arise, my song! Resound, my lay, with harps well strung! Sing Hallelujah to his praise! From heaven came in splendor bright The Law that guideth us aright; Its tender beams shine on our ways. Up to the Lord arise, my song! Hear us, Lord, our Creator! To thee we send up our prayer. Lord, Most Holy, accept our contrite confession! Blot out our transgression, And our sin make vanish.

Give us peace eternal! The years, like rivers, Roll and run, and have no stay; Leaves fall off, when autumn shivers ; Flowers fade ;—thy word stands aye. Beyond glad praises, What can I afford to give? But I know, the best thanks raises He who strives in light to live. I will not pinion Unto fading flowers my day;. One year more closed his career; On his grave I linger here. I can but entreat thy face, Let me follow, Lord, thy trace! Father, grant to me, thy servant, That my heart be pure within!

Aid me in my efforts fervent! Crush in me the power of sin! Yet I have hope before me To health to rise again; Thy mercy can restore me, And ease me of my pain. Not thee I sought in meekness;— Proud, blind, by sin beguiled, I oft have proved my weakness. Lord, enthroned in heaven. See, our hearts are riven With deep agony. Sorrow, grief, and anguish Make our powers languish, For we turned away from thee.

Oh, let not thy wrath sway, From our sinful pathway Lead us back again to thee. Ah, we sigh, encumbered With our sins unnumbered; Whither shall we flee? Like a reed we waver; We have lost thy favor, For we turned away from thee.

But thou hast assured us, That when sins allured us, We to thee might flee. Lord, see our repentance ; Let thy pardoning sentence Lead us back again to thee. Forgive us our transgressions! Have compassion on us! Wipe out the trace of guilt! Protect us from offences! Grant us peace, Lord! Heir to perdition, Swiftly passing as a thought. Thou art a pilgrim here, Worms and destruction at thy beauty jeer. Vain is life with all its schemes. Soon are over all fair dreams. Why this fear of death and tomb?

Why thy bosom chilled with fright? Does no comfort beam from heavens holy? One land receives the high and lowly Where bright light dispells all gloom, And destruction has no might.

Lord, dwelling in the firmament! Who shall abide in thy bright tent? And whom wilt thou forever bless, To see thy mount of holiness? Still your sighs, your lamentations, Up to heaven look with cheer! Thither tend our aspirations; Why should death thrill us with fear? Here we are but guests sojourning For our trial on this earth ; After death, there comes a morning In the country of our birth.

Oh, the sweet and holy pleasure That awaits the good and wise! Has their day here reached its measure, There a brighter day will rise. Praise ye the Lord our heavenly Father, From night and grave he lifts us up; His loving spirit waves; we gather Around his word, our staff, our hope. Thy glorious name be celebrated By earthly choirs for evermore. The hours run fast, the minutes hie, Here for our prayers given; O, use them for eternity, Strive for the peace from heaven, That all your life ye hear the lay: Oh the peace, when Neilah Even Pours its balm into the soul!

By what pains our hearts be riven: Prayers heal us, make us whole. After dark and drear probations, Neilah comes and brings sweet rest. Thy works proclaim thy Name on earth, in heaven, And everywhere we see, O Lord, thy throne; Thine are these days for our rejoicing given, To reap the fruits in still devotion sown. Grant us to celebrate these hours so pleasant! In gratitude for all thy gifts of love: A pilgrimage soon ended Is this our earthly life; Our huts are temporary, Till death away shall carry Our souls above all strife.

And as this Palm is upward tending, So be, my spirit! The Myrtle sheds around sweet savor: With festive wreaths, Lord, we entreat thee. Grant us with joyful hearts to meet thee, This Feast of Tabernacles. We pray to thee, these emblems holding, Lord, in thy mercy all-enfolding, List to our supplications! O, bid thy tent of peace bedight us, And let no clouds, no tempests fright us, Lord, in our habitations. On earth we all with psalms adore thee, O, let us bloom like palms before thee, When doffed our body's shackles.

In thy house to dwell, O Father, Oh, how comely and how sweet! Happy they who cheerful gather To adore thy Mercy-seat. Great things saw my soul abiding With thee in the festive days, And my heart in thee confiding Drew sweet gladness from thy praise. Let this cheerful spirit guide me.

As I leave this holy shrine; Unto thee I will confide me, And my life be solely thine. This is the Torah, this the word Our fathers did inherit; Intact it was to us transferred Intact we will transfer it. Uplift the Scroll, unfurl it wide, Let all the world look on it; Show it, O Judah, show it with pride, And tell the price that won it.

It is the same flag, Lord of might, Thou to their trust hast handed, They left their lives in many a fight;— Here is the flag expanded. The warriors sank around it trooped, Their numbers are uncounted, The rest to power never stooped, Through baseness never mounted.

How many died, pierced on this shield, To heavenly homes retiring! To God be thanks, the combats rest; Oh, may they rest forever!

And leave our standard never. Let our day be glad or grievous, Prospects bright, or drear and dim. Of his light naught shall bereave us, Naught shall sever us from Him.

Like our heroes firm and daring, Like the Maccabees of yore, We will manly stand, declaring: I will praise, O Lord, thy grace, Fountain of all power! What if men assail me? God, my Lord, Breaks their sword, He will never fail me. Ever when I sighed in night, When the world did wound me, God led me again to light, And his hand upbound me.

Darkness oft set round me,— He was nigh From on high, And his mercy found me. Heroes, young and hoary, Spilt their blood For their God, Giving him the glory. Cherishing a holy flame In their hearts unbending, The Asmonean tribe won fame And renown unending. Round their heads victorious Waving palms, Singing psalms, Praised they God the glorious. By the sheen of cheerful lights, Priests, approved in sufferings, Came to Zion, new from fights, Bringing God their offerings.

As this night, Let joys light, Ever crown thy nation! Up, praise Him for the beauteous Spring And all its bloomy treasures! Shout to the Lord a joyous lay, Whose bounteous voice reviveth What seemed forever to decay, That in new bloom it thriveth. From all these beauties here on earth Lift up your eyes to heaven! To the Father of all creatures Soar, my thoughts, to seek his face!

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