BERLIN :2 II. IO. Arranged from Mendelssohn 315 1 I cannot find thee. Still on restless pinion 2 I cannot find thee. E'en when, most adoring, 3 Yet high above the limits of my seeing, A-MEN. I Ancient of days, who sittest, thron'd in glory: Thy love has bless'd the wide world's wondrous story, 2 O holy Father, who hast led thy children. In all the ages, with the fire and cloud, Through seas dry-shod; through weary wastes bewildering; 3 O holy Jesus, Prince of peace and Saviour, To thee we owe the peace that still prevails, |