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Creator, yes! Thy wisdom and Thy word
O thoughts ineffable! O visions blest!
God! thus alone my lonely thoughts can soar;
BY CHARLES FRANCIS RICHARDSON
If, when I kneel to pray,
"Lord give me all the things that I desire;
Health, wealth, fame, friends, brave heart, religious fire,
The power to sway my fellow men at will,
And strength for might works to banish ill";
In such a prayer as this
The blessing I must miss.
Or if I only dare
To raise this fainting prayer:
"Thou seest, Lord, that I am poor and weak,
But if I lowly fall,
"Through Christ, O Lord, I pray Thee give to me
My prayer shall then avail,
NEARER TO THEE
BY SARAH FULLER FLOWER
Nearer, my God, to Thee
E'en tho it be a cross
Lesson talk. The reading aloud of sacred poetry and hymns is of great value to the student of elocution. These selections usually require a spirit of reverence and devotion, and an elevated style in which feeling and imagination play a conspicuous part. The easy grace and rhythm of the lines should be maintained without falling into sing-song or uniformity.
Poetry should not be read like prose, nor is rime, when it occurs, to be obscured, but rather slightly marked. The voice does not necessarily rise or fall at the end of each line, but is governed by a just sense of the meaning of the words. Poetry demands tone-color for its proper expression, a judicious painting of the thought with feeling, by which appeal is made to the heart rather than to the intellect of the hearer. In the reading of hymns to a congregation the minister should carefully avoid the common faults of jerkiness, intoning, lifelessness, and overemphasis. Hymns should be analyzed and practised aloud in advance of the church service, and their vocal interpretation regarded as an important part of public worship.
THE CHRISTIAN PILGRIM'S HYMN
BY WILLIAM WILLIAMS
Guide me, O Thou great Jehovah,
Open now the crystal fountain
When I tread the verge of Jordan,
Bid my anxious fears subside;
Songs of praises, songs of praises,
Musing on my habitation,
Musing on my heavenly home, Fills my soul with holy longing; Come, my Jesus, quickly come. Vanity is all I see;
Lord, I long to be with Thee!
LIGHT SHINING OUT OF DARKNESS
BY WILLIAM COWPER
God moves in a mysterious way
He plants His footsteps in the sea,