The path to Heaven, a collection of all the devotions in general use

3 If my soul is sore oppress'd

By a load of anxious care, Peace once more will fill my breast When thy name reëchoes there. Waves of doubt disturb my peace, And my heart is faint with

fear; At thy name the billows cease, All my terrors disappear.

4 When the demon hosts invade,
When temptation rages high,
Crying, "Mary, Mother, aid!"
I will make the tempter fly.
This shall be my comfort sweet,
When the hand of death is
nigh,

Mary! Mary! to repeat
Once again, and then to die.'

Ocean-Star.

When Gabriel hail'd thee blest, In peace confirm us one and all, And make amends for Eva's fall: Hail, Mary, hail!

3 Break thou the chain

Of those whom sin has bound; Upon the blind thy radiance pour, Each ill remove, each bliss implore:

Hail, Mary, hail!

4 Show, show thyself

The Mother that thou art; Present our prayers before His throne,

Who for our sake became thy Son: Hail, Mary, hail!

5 O Virgin blest,

O meekest of the meek Keep us in virtue's path secure; Keep us, O keep us, meek and pure: Hail, Mary, hail!

6 Be thou the guide

Of all our life, we pray; Till in thy bosom safe we rest, With Christ's eternal vision blest Hail, Mary, hail!

7 Through every time, Through all eternity,

To Thee, O Father, Thee, O Son, And Thee, O Spirit, Three in One, One glory be!

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Gentle Mother, &c.

3 Stars above us gleaming
Tell of Mary's worth;
Blossoms round us teeming
Speak her praise on earth.
Gentle Mother, &c.

4 Grace, as to none other,
To her soul was given;
She became the Mother
Of the King of Heaven.

Gentle Mother, &c.
5 God bestow'd upon her
Glories all her own;
Earth's sublimest honour,
Heaven's queenly throne.
Gentle Mother, &c,

O God of orphans, hear our prayer.

1 O God of orphans, hear our pray'r,
Bless Thou our orphans' home,
And let the children Thou didst love,
To Thee, their true love, come.
How sweetly, Jesus, did Thine eye
On children ever rest,

When by the lure of Thy sweet voice
They fondly round Thee prest!

2 O, plead the children's cause with them,
Whose cause Thy cross did plead;
Make sinners' hearts with pity melt,
For whom Thine own did bleed.
Thou lovest most the hearts that bring
Most little ones to Thee;

But most of all the hearts that bring
Thy babes most lovingly.

3 We all are orphans, outcasts all,
Until to Thee we come;

On earth, in heav'n, dear Jesus, Thou,
Thou art Thyself our home.

One only joy there is on earth-
It is, to have Thy grace;

One cnly joy can be in heaven-
It is, to see Thy face.

(For Orphans.)

1 MOTHER Mary, at thine altar We thy loving children kneel; With a faith that cannot falter

To thy goodness we appeal. We are seeking for a mother

O'er the earth so waste and wide; And from off the Cross our Brother

Points to Mary by His side.

2 Thou wilt love us, thou wilt guide us

With a mother's fondest care; And our Father, God above us, Bids us fly for refuge there. Life's temptations are before us, We must mingle in the strife; If thy fondness watch not o'er us, All unsafe will be our life.

3 So we take thee for ourMother And we claim our right to be, By the gift of our dear Brother, Loving children unto thee; And our humble consecration

Thou wilt surely not despise, From thy high and lofty station Close to Jesus in the skies.

4 Mother Mary, to thy keeping We ourselves to thee confide, Toiling, resting, waking, sleeping,

To be ever at thy side. Cares that vex us, joys that please us,

Life and death we trust to thee; Thou wilt make them all for Jesus,

And for all eternity.

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(The same for a Girls' Orphanage.)

1 MOTHER Mary, at thine altar We thy little daughters kneel; With a faith that cannot falter

To thy goodness we appeal. We are seeking for a mother

O'er the earth so waste and wide, And from off His Cross our Brother

Points to Mary by His side.

2 We have none but thee to love us With a Mother's fondling care; And our Father, God above us,

Bids us fly for refuge there. All the world is dark before us, We must out into its strife; If thy fondness watch not o'er us, O, how sad will be our life!

3 So we take thee for our Mother, And we claim our right to be, By the gift of our dear Brother,

Babes and daughters unto thee: And the orphan's consecration

Thou wilt surely not despise, From thy bright and lofty station

Close to Jesus in the skies.

4 Mother Mary, to thy keeping
Soul and body we confide,
Toiling, resting, walking, sleeping,
To be ever at thy side;
Cares that vex us, joys that please

us,

Life and death we trust to thee; Thou must make them all for Jesus, And for all eternity,

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1 As the dewy shades of even

Gather o'er the balmy air,
Listen, gentle Queen of Heav n,—
Listen to my vesper prayer,
Holy Mother, near me hover;

Free my thoughts from aught defiled;
With thy wings of mercy cover,

Safe from harm, thy helpless child.

2 Thine own sinless heart was broken,-
Sorrow's sword had pierced it through;
Give, O give me some sweet token
Of thy tender love so true.

Queen of sorrows, guard and guide me ;
Let me to thine arms repair;
In thy tender bosom hide me;
Mary, take me to thy care.

I was wandering and weary.

1 I WAS wandering and weary, When my Saviour came unto me;

For the ways of sin grew dreary,
And the world had ceased to woo
me;

And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

O silly souls, come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true.

2 At first I would not hearken,
And put off till the morrow;
But life began to darken,

And I was sick with sorrow;
And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,

O silly souls, come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me,
I am the Shepherd true.
3 At last I stopped to listen;
His voice could not deceive Me;
I saw His kind eyes glisten,
So anxious to relieve me:

And I thought I heard Him say,
As He came along His way,
O silly souls, come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true.
4 He took me on His shoulder,

And tenderly He kissed me;
He bade my love be bolder,

And said how He had missed me;
And I'm sure I heard Him say,
As He went along His way,

O silly souls, come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me;
I am the Shepherd true.
5 I thought His love would weak-

en,

As more and more He knew me; But it burneth like a beacon,

And its light and heat go through
And I ever hear Him say, [me;
As He goes along His way,

O silly souls, come near Me;
My sheep should never fear Me,
I am the Shepherd true.

(Communion.)

1 WHAT light is streaming from the skies,
Revealing Heaven to mortal eyes?
What voice is singing from the spheres
Angelic hymns to mortal ears?
O holiest mystery of love!

From His resplendent throne above
The Saviour comes, unseen, to dwell
Within the hearts He loves so well.

2 Each soul becomes His happy guest;
A heav'nly joy now fills the breast;
All earthly thoughts have fled away,
As night before th' approach of day.
New virtues in us shall abound,
Like flowers of spring in goodly ground:
The Lord is with us; His right arm
Shall guard our future life from harm.

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Jesus, ever-loving Saviour.

1 JESUS, ever-loving Saviour,

Thou didst live and die for me;
Living, I will live to love Thee,
Dying, I will die for Thee.
Jesus! Jesus!

By Thy life and death of sorrow
Help me in my agony.

2 When the last dread hour approaching
Fills my guilty soul with fear,
All my sins rise up before me,
All my virtues disappear.

Jesus! Jesus!

Turn not Thou in anger from me;
Mary, Joseph, then be near.

3 Kindest Jesus, Thou wert standing
By thy foster-father's bed
While Thy Mother, softly praying,
Held her dying Joseph's head.
Jesus! Jesus!

By that death so calm and holy

Soothe me in that hour of dread,

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