If The Church Of England Were To

Give Us Grace To Listen Well.

Sweet Is The Smile Of Home; The Mutual Look When Hearts Are Of Each Other Sure.

Abide With Me From Morn To Eve, / For Without Thee I Cannot Live: / Abide With Me When Night Is Nigh. / For Without Thee I Dare Not Die.

Thou Art The Sun Of Other Days. They Shine By Giving Back The Rays.

And Help Us, This And Every Day, To Live More Nearly As We Pray.