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Rev. J. PAGE HOPPS. VOX PATRIS. P. M.

H. SMART.

I. Hark, hark, my soul! thy Father's voice is calling,- E'en now it breathes o'er

Father of love! Thee would we fol-low to our own dear home a

60 bove!

2 Hark, hark, my soul! from heav'n that voice is pleading

With thee, ere evil days draw darkly near;

Now, in thy dawn, the Father's hand is leading

From sin and shame, from sorrow, doubt, and fear.

Father of mercy, etc..

3 Hark, hark, my soul! still, still, that voice is sounding
Like music sweet from some far distant shore;
While angel bands, our daily path surrounding,
Lead God's dear children on forevermore.

Father of mercy, etc.

That our names may live through time In Our coun - try's story!

My heart fulfil its vow, Some off'-ring bring Thee now, Some-thing for Thee!