Sweet Is The Smile Of Home; The

Sun Of My Soul, Thou Savior Dear, It Is Not Night If Thou Be Near. Oh, May No Earthborn Cloud Arise To Hide Thee From Thy Servant's Eyes.

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

When You Find Yourself Overpowered, As It Were, By Melancholy, The Best Way Is To Go Out And Do Something.

The Trivial Round, The Common Task,would Furnish All We Ought To Ask.

If The Church Of England Were To Fail, It Would Be Found In My Parish