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Matin Bells and Scarlet and Gold

By "F. Harald Williams"[i.e. F. W. O. Ward]. First Edition

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LITANY.

God of mercy, God of might,
Dwelling in the day and night
And revealed to love as Light,
Hear us, Father, hear.
God of patience, God of power,
That in the last lonely hour
Burst upon the Cross in flower,
Help us, Saviour, help.
God of wisdom, God of Life,
In repentance quickening strife,
Though with sacrificial knife,
Holy Spirit, come.
Heavenly Father, when to Thee
Low we trembling bow the knee,
And but doubts and darkness see,
Hear us, Father, hear.
Blessed Saviour, bid the trust,
Clinging to Thee as it must,
Live and bud in very dust,
Help us, Saviour, help.
Holy Spirit, calm and strong,
When the labouring day is long
Turning sadness into song,
Holy Spirit, come.

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God of ages, God of all,
Present at the feeblest call,
To whom nothing weak is small,
Hear us, Father, hear.
God of gladness, God of hope,
When we climb the cloudy slope,
And great doors of danger ope,
Help us, Saviour, help.
God of promise, God of grace,
Though the glory veil Thy face,
And our hearts have little space,
Holy Spirit, come.
Heavenly Father, who wilt heed
Wounded bird and bruisèd reed,
And dost us Thy children need,
Hear us, Father, hear.
Blessed Saviour, when we sink
On the precipice's brink,
Fain to flee, afraid to think,
Help us, Saviour, help.
Holy Spirit, true and tried,
Daily by our lips denied,
Who hast yet all wants supplied,
Holy Spirit, come.
God of sinners, God of saints,
When the breast with sorrow faints
At the guilt which memory taints,
Hear us, Father, hear.
God of blessing, God of peace,
If our passions will not cease,
Giving to the slave release,
Help us, Saviour, help.
God of conscience, God of care,
Though ourselves we will not spare,
Sweet in penitence and prayer,
Holy Spirit, come.

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Heavenly Father, we are frail,
Often fret and often fail,
But if we with sickness ail,
Hear us, Father, hear.
Blessèd Saviour, make our faith,
Lured not by a dazzling wraith,
Rest on what the Scripture saith,
Help us, Saviour, help.
Holy Spirit, if we bend
In the storm without a friend,
Thou who canst all comfort send,
Holy Spirit, come.