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"Give us this day our Daily Bread? 223
While others in God's prisons lie,
Bound with affliction's chain, I walk at large, secure and free
From sickness and from pain.
'Tis Thou dost crown my hopes and plans
With good success each day; This crown, together with myself,
At Thy blest feet I lay.
O let my house a temple be, That I and mine may sing Hosanna to Thy Majesty, And praise our heavenly King! Cento by John Hampden Gurney. 1838—1851. From John Mason. 1683.
Shine on our souls, eternal God, With rays of beauty shine !
O let Thy favour crown our days, And all their round be thine !
Did we not raise our hands to Thee, Our hands might toil in vain ;
Small joy success itself could give, If Thou Thy love restrain.
With Thee let every week begin, With Thee each day be spent;
For Thee each fleeting hour improv'd, Since each by Thee is lent.