No. 102.

f Moderato.

Ento the Tomb of Ages Past.

3 Peace to the house of Israel!
May joy within it ever dwell!
May sorrow on the opening year,
Forgetting its accustomed tear,

: With smiles again fond kindred meet,
With hopes revived, the festal greet! :||

Forgiveness.

(ATONEMENT.)

God of mer- cy, God of love, Hear our true re- pentant songs:

I God of mercy, God of love,
Hear our true repentant songs:
Listen to the suppliant ones,
Thou, to whom all grace belongs.
2 Deep our shame for follies past,
Talent wasted, time misspent,
Hearts absorbed in worldly cares,
Thankless for the blessings lent.
3 Foolish fears and proud desires,
Vain regrets for things as vain,
Lips too seldom taught to praise,
Oft to murmur and complain.

4 These and every secret fault,

Filled with grief and shame we own:
Humbled at Thy feet we bow,
Seeking strength from Thee alone.

5 God of mercy, God of love,

Hear our true repentant songs,
Oh, receive Thy suppliant ones,
Thou, to whom all grace belongs.

To young and old, to low and high, Pro-claim His will

I Give forth thine earnest cry,
O conscience, voice of God!
To young and old, to low and high,
Proclaim His will abroad.

2 Within the human breast

The strong monitions plead,
Still thunder Thy divine protest
Against th' unrighteous deed.

3 Show the true way of peace

O Thou, our guiding light!
From bondage of the wrong release
To service of the right.

a - broad.