I I bless Thee, Lord, for sorrows sent— Johnson I came not hither of my will— Hosmer I cannot always trace the way— Anon. I cannot find Thee, still on restless pinion— Scudder I cannot think of them as dead— Hosmer I cannot walk in darkness long— Mason I feel within a want— Furness I hear it often in the dark— Gannett I hear Thy voice, within the silence— Ham I heard the bells on Christmas Day— Longfellow, H. W. I little see, I little know— Hosmer I long did roam afar— Williams, T. C. I look to Thee in every need— Longfellow, S. I saw on earth another light— Very, J. Immortal by their deed and word— Hosmer In ages past majestic prophets— Waterston In pleasant lands have fallen— Flint In quiet hours the tranquil soul— Larned In the beginning was the word— Longfellow, S. In the broad fields of heaven— Anon. In the lonely midnight— Williams, T. C. In the morning I will praise— altered to In the morning I will pray— Furness In the Saviour’s hour of death— Bulfinch In Thee my powers and treasures— Scudder Into the silent land— Longfellow, H. W. Is there a lone and dreary hour— Gilman, C. It came upon the midnight clear— Sears It is a faith sublime and sure— Perkins It is finished! Glorious word— Bulfinch It is finished, Man of sorrows— Hedge It singeth low in every heart— Chadwick It sounds along the ages— Gannett J Jesus, a child his course began— Fuller Jesus has lived! and we— Alger K Kingdom of God, the day how blest— Beach