from Barnet
When morning gilds the skies (Barnet)! In Christ there is no east or west; One who is all unfit to count as scholar (St Botolph); To God be the glory <W.
H. Doane ); Through all the changing scenes of life {Wiltshire): How sweel the name of Jesus sounds (St Peter). Praise my soul the King of Heaven; 0 praise ye the Lordt (Laudate Dominum)
(Shewn on Sunday at 6.40 pm)