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SAINT PAUL'S DAY.
WE bless Thee, Lord, for that clear light,
The dayspring from on high,
That burst upon the Gentile night,
And bade the darkness fly.
We bless Thee for the joyful sound,
First sent by holy Paul,
The voice that woke earth's utmost bound,
To hear Thy gracious call.

And as in him fierce, ruthless zeal,
Touched by Thy love, became
An ardent thirst for others' weal,
A pure and holy flame:
So in our hearts all wrath dispel,
All bitterness destroy;
And let Thy mind within us dwell,
Thy love and peace and joy.

And of Thy mercy, hear our cry
For this long-favoured land,
That now, as in the days gone by,
Her strength may be Thy hand;