• 1A»Ii! THE HYMN-BOOK FOR €^e aise of t\)t Cliuttf) or / S. MARY, MADRESFIELD DIOCESE OF WORCESTER FOURTH EDITION 1 896 : God is the King of all the earth : fing ye praifes with underftanding. Alleluia ! " PRINTED BY TURNBULL & SPEARS EDINBURGH Digitized by the Internet Archive in 2013 http://archive.org/details/hyuseofOOchur INDEX. HYMNS PROPER TO THE SEASONS OF THE CHRISTIAN YEAR. BIDE with me ; fa ft falls the eventide Alleluia ! beft and fweeteft All glory, praife and honour . All hail ! ye Wounds of Christ All people that on earth do dwell All praife to Thee, my God, this night All that's good and great and true (App.) . All ye who feek a certain cure All you that are to mirth inclined (App.) . And now, O Father .... Around the Throne of God a band [App.) As Jofeph was a-walking (App.) As now the fun's declining rays As with gladnefs men of old A Virgin moft pure, as the Prophets do tell (App.) Away ! with loyal hearts and true (dpp ) . Before the ending of the day BltfTed City, Heavenly Salem Bleffed feafts of bleffed martyrs Bride of Christ, 'gainft fin contending Bright Angels left their thrones, to form a choir (App Brightest and best of the fons of the morning (App.) Bright honour of the Lenten faft Bright the vifion that delighted By Angels and Saints By the Bleffed Mary's grief By the Crofs her fad watch keeping By Thy birth, O Lord of all (App.) Carol, fweetly carol (App.) Christ! above all glory feated Chriftians awake, falute the happy morn Christ is gone up ; yet ere He pass'd PAGE 9 8 36 47 118 129 96 228 120 2C8 I42 225 194 <97 3 2 189 202 95 80 84 90 205 2 1 2 42 136 '3 1 162 54 2 33 203 108 24 1 5 1 [6] Christ our Sun on us arofe (App.) . Christ was born on Chnftmas Day (App.) Christ, who once amongft us (App.) Circled by His enemies . Come, Holy Ghost, our fouls infpire Come let us join our cheerful fongs . Come, Thou Holy Paraclete Come ye faithful, raife the (train Crown Him with many crowns Day of wrath, O day of mourning Earth has many a noble city Earthly friends will change and falter (App Eternal Father, ftrong to fave Fair waved the golden corn (App.) . Father, fee Thy children bending at Thy For this Thy Saint, O Lord . Fountain of good, to own Thy love . God reft you merry gentlemen (App.) God the Father, God the Son (App.) God the Father, Whofe Creation Good Chriftian men rejoice (App.) . Great God, what do 1 fee and hear ? Hail, gladdening Light . Hail the day that fees Him rife Hail to the Lord's Anointed . Hark, the Angel fquadrons mufter Hark, the herald Angels fing . Hark ! the found of holy voices Have mercy on us, God Moft High Heavenly Father, from Thy Throne (App Heavenly Father, fend Thy blefling (App, He is coming, He is coming Here is joy for ev'ry age (App.) Holy, Holy, Holy ! Lord God Almighty In our Lord's atoning grief In the reign of great Caesar, th' Emperor of In token that thou (halt not fear It is finifhcd ! Jesus hafteth ) Th rone R ome (App.) PAGE 2l6 I98 226 I I 75 ! 3 2 76 68 ic8 156 34 '95 l SS 228 146 89 J 54 196 236 '5 2 199 l 9 97 71 104 86 27 92 79 23 + 229 20 197 78 1 24 206 148 60 [ 7 ] Jerufalem, my happy home Jerufalem the golden Jerufalem, Thy glory Jesu ! high in glory (App.) Jesu, meek and gentle (App.) Jesu, Refuge of my foul Jesus Christ is Rifen to-day Jesus lives ! thy terrors, Death Jesus ! Name of wondrous love (App.) Jesus, when in prayer to Thee Jesu, the Father's only Son . Jesu, the very thought of Thee Let all on earth in concert fing Let no hopelefs tears be fhed (App.) Light's abode, celeftial Salem . Lift our merry carol (App.) Lo ! He comes with clouds defcending Lo! the pilgrim Magi (App.) . Lord, her watch Thy Church is keeping Lord in this Thy mercy's day Lord, in Thy Name, Thy fervants plead Lord Jesus, God and Man (App.) . Lord of Mercy and of Might . Love we the Lord, yet not becaufe . May the grace of Christ our Saviour Now, my foul, thy voice upraifing Now that the daylight fills the fky Now the day is over (App.) O come, all ye faithful . O come, O come, Emmanuel . O come with me, and mourn awhile O day of reft and gladnefs O'er the fhorelefs wafte of waters O'erwhelmed in depths of woe Of Christ's Body ever glorious Of the Father's love begotten O God, our help in ages pad: . O God, unfeen, yet ever near . O happy day of all the year Oh what terror in thy forethought PAGE 1 40 138 J 39 223 217 116 62 J 59 224 161 117 Ix 3 x 3+ 232 '37 201 16 210 *53 41 69 218 1 1 1 126 146 119 99 2 3 x 26 18 5+ 103 147 127 5° 28 132 ■45 2 9 '7$ [ 8 ] O Jesu ! crowned with all renown O Jesu, King mod wonderful . O Jesu, Lord, remember O Jesu, Thou the glory art O King of Salem, Prince of Peace O Lord, turn not Thy face from us O Love, how deep, how broad, how high Once in royal David's city (App.) O facred Head furrounded O Saviour victim, Thine the power O finner, lift the eye of faith . O Spirit of the living God O Thou Eternal Victim, flain . Our Matter hath a Garden (App.) O what the joy and the glory mull: be Praife the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him Praife we the Lord this day Refting from His work to-day Rifen Lord, enthroned on high Rock of ages, cleft for me See the Conqueror mounts in triumph See the deftined day arife Servants of God, awake . Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory Sing the news most joyfully (App.) . Sing we triumphant hymns of praife . Songs of thankfulnefs and praife That day of wrath, that dreadful day The Advent of our King The Cedar of Lebanon, plant of renown (App.} The Church's one Foundation The dawn is purpling o'er the sky The eternal gifts of Christ the King The faft, as taught by holy lore The first Nowell the Angel did fay (App.) The foe behind, the deep before [AtpA The God whom earth, and fea, and fky The Holly and the Ivy (App.) The King of love my Shepherd is The Lamb's high banquet we await . PAGE 70 114 144 114 150 38 ic6 222 124 146 122 '54 !43 181 141 J 33 88 59 160 i 2 5 72 46 102 44 200 74 34 21 22 187 *34 63 83 40 185 213 82 '93 1 10 66 [9] The people that in darknefs fat There is a blelTed Home (App.) There is a green hill far away . There's a Friend for little children {App.) The Royal Banners forward go The drain upraife of joy and praise . The Sunday morn again is here The thirty pence falfe Judas told {App.) The Voice that breathed o'er Eden . Thou mighty Ruler ! God ot Truth To Him, who for our fins was flain . To Thee, O Father, lo ! we raife . To the Name of our Salvation . Thy Glory fills the Heaven {App.) . Weep, Holy Angels, lo ! your God . We give thee thanks, O Lord our God When God of old came down from Heaven When I furvey the wondrous Crofs . Where the Angel Hofts adore Thee While Shepherds watched their flocks by night Why, cruel Herod, doff thou fear Why, Saviour, doft Thou come Ye choirs of new Jerufalem Ye fons and daughters of the Lord . (jpp.) PAGE 33 221 227 219 42 I3O ICI 182 149 ICO icy 128 1 12 219 121 9+ 77 122 87 191 3° 85 66 64 A fhort explanation of the Creed ,, ,, Ten Commandments „ „ Lord's Prayer The Commandment of the New Law An Act ot Faith . Hope . Love . ,, Sorrow for Sin Prayers at Holy Communion Meditation on Death Judgment . Hell „ Heaven Appendix of Sacred Poetry God fave the Queen >» 64 70 72 7 2 73 73 73 73 73 74 77 78 79 81 84 [ >o] [ " ] IRCLED by His enemies, By His own forfaken, Christ the Lord at Mattin hour * For our fakes was taken : Very Wifdom, Very Light, Monarch long expected, In the garden by the Jews Bound, reviled, rejected. See them at the hour of Prime f Unto Pilate leading Him 'gainfl Whom with lying tongues WitnefTes are pleading : There with fpitting and with fhame 111 for good they render ; Marring of that Face which gives Heaven eternal fplendour. " Crucify Him!" for His love Is their bitter payment, When they lead Him forth at Terce,| Clad in purple raiment : * About 4 a.m. f About 6 a.m. I About 9 a.m. [ » ] And a crown of woven thorns On His Head He weareth : And the Crofs of Calvary On His fhoulder beareth. He upon that Crofs at Sext * For man's fake was mounted ; By the paffers by reviled, With tranfgreifors counted : Mocking, vinegar, and gall, To His third they proffer : To the Holy Lamb of God Such the taunt they offer. At the hour of None t the ftrife, Long and fharp, was ended : Gently to His Father's Hands He His Soul commended : And a foldier pierced His Side, With a fpear unbidden ; And earth quaked exceedingly, And the fun was hidden. At the time of Evenfong,! From the Crofs they take Him, Whofe great love to bear fuch woes For our fakes could make Him : Such a death He underwent, Sin's alone Phyfician, That of everlafting life We might have fruition. * About noon. t About 3 p.m. j About 6 p.m. • [ i3 ] At the holy Compline tide * Holy hands array Him In the garments of the grave, Where the mourners lay Him ; Myrrh and fpices have they brought, Scripture is completed ; And by the death the Prince of Life Death and Hell defeated. Therefore thefe Canonical Hours my tongue fhall ever In Thy praife, O Christ, recite With my heart's endeavour : That the love which for my fake Bare fuch tribulation, In mine own death agony May be my Salvation ! * About 9 p.m. [ H J '£££&£££££ i ! BU3^^^^ nn 11 unmi nun) OF DIVINE SERVICE. Christian Worfhip is a facrifice or offering made to Almighty God, partly by the Pried, and partly by the people. The facrifices offered are — 1. Prayer. 2. Praife, fuch as Pfalms, Canticles, Creeds, and Hymns. 3. Alms, and the offering of bread and wine. 4. But mofl chiefly the great Sacrifice of praife and thankfgiving for the death of Christ, continually remembered before God, in the Sacrament of the Lord's Supper, or the Holy Communion. When the Priefl offers for the people he {lands ; when he prays with them he kneels. In praife, all ftand together. Befides worfliip, inft ruction belongs to Chriflian fcrvices. This is given in the leffons, Epiflles, Gofpels, exhortations, and fermons ; in thefe, as in [ '5] pronouncing abfolution, the Pried turns to the people, but in all prayer and worfhip he turns from the people, to {hew them that he is not now fpeaking to them, but for them, and with them, to God. PRAYER BEFORE SERVICE. Cleanse my heart, O God, and drive far from me all the fnares of the enemy ; that my prayer and praife may be not only from the lip, but from the heart ; and may go up from this Thy Holy Temple on earth, to Thy mercy-feat in heaven, tor Jesus Christ's fake. Our Father, &c. PRAYER AFTER SERVICE. Pardon, O Lord, our wandering thoughts and cold defires, and when we quit Thy Houfe may we not quit Thy prefence, but be ever near to Thee and Thou to us, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Our Father, &c. [ '6 ] ADVENT. He (hall judge the world. O ! He comes, with clouds defcending, Once on earth for Tinners flain ; Thoufand thoufand faints attending, Swell the triumph of His train : Alleluia! Alleluia ! Amen. [ '7 ] Every eye muft now behold Him Robed in dreadful majefly ; Thofe who fet at nought and fold Him, Pierced and nailed Him to the tree. Deeply wailing. Shall the true Meffiah fee. Every iiland. fea. and mountain, Heaven and earth {hall flee away : All who hate Him muft, confounded, Hear the trump proclaim the day : Come to Judgment, Come to Judgment, come away ! See Redemption, long expected, Now in folemn pomp appear. All His Saints by men rejected Rife to meet Him in the air. Alleluia ! See the Sox of God appear. Yea. Amen ! let all adore Thee, High on Thy eternal throne ; Saviour, take Thy power and glory, Claim the kingdoms for Thine own. O, come quickly ! Alleluia ! Amen. B [ .8 ] COME, O come, Emmanuel, And ranfom captive Ifrael ; That mourns in lonely exile here, Until the Son of God appear. Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Ifrael ! -? O come, Thou Rod of Jeffe ! free Thine own from Satan's tyranny ; From depths of hell Thy people fave, And give them victory o'er the grave. Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Ifrael. O come, Thou Day-Spring ! come and cheer Thy people by Thine Advent here ; Difperfe the gloomy clouds of night, And death's dark fhadows put to flight. Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Ifrael ! O come, Thou Key of David ! come, And open wide our heavenly home ; Secure the way that leads on high, And clofe the door to mifery. Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Ifrael ! O come, O come, Thou Lord of Might, Who to Thy tribes, on Sinai's height, In ancient times didfl give the law In clouds, and majefty, and awe. Rejoice ! Rejoice ! Emmanuel Shall come to thee, O Ifrael ! Amen. [ i9] REAT God ! what do I fee and hear, The end of things created ! The Judge of mankind doth appear, On clouds of glory feated ! The trumpet founds ! the graves reflore The dead that they contain'd before ! Prepare, my foul, to meet Him. The dead in Christ are firfl to rife, And greet th' Archangel's warning, To meet their Saviour in the fkies, On this great Judgment morning; The trumpet founds ! the graves reflore The dead that they contain'd before ! Prepare, my foul, to meet Him. His Crofs, dread fign, in Heaven appears ; While flouted hearts are quailing ; Th' ungodly rife, and all their tears And fighs are unavailing. The trumpet founds ! the graves reflore The dead that they contain'd before ! Prepare, my foul, to meet Him. Great Judge, to Thee our prayers we pour, In lowly worfhip bending ; O fhield us through that lafl dread hour, Thy wondrous love extending : May we in this our trial-day, With wakeful hearts Thy word obey, And thus prepare to meet Thee ! Amen. It is appointed unto men once to die, and after that the Judgment. [ 2° ] E is coming, He is coming, Not as once He came before, Wailing Infant born in weaknefs On a lowly (table floor : But upon His cloud of glory, In the crimfon-tinted Iky, Where we see the golden funrife In the rosy diftance lie. He is coming, He is coming, Not in pain, and fhame, and woe, With the thorn-crown on His forehead, And the blood-drops down below : But with His gold crown upon Him, And the fceptre in His Hand, And the dead all ranged before Him, Raifed from fire and fea and land. He is coming, He is coming, Not as once He wandered through The ungrateful land of Judah, With His followers poor and few : But with all the holy Angels Waiting round His judgment-feat, And the glorious twelve Apoftles Crowned and fitting at His feet. He is coming, He is coming, Let His lowly firft eftate, [»« ] Let His tender love fo teach us That in faith and hope we wait, Till in glory eaftward burning, Our redemption draweth near ; And we fee the fign in heaven Of our Judge and Saviour dear. Amen. HAT day of wrath, that dreadful day, When heaven and earth fhall pafs away, What power fhall be the firmer 1 s flay ? How fhall he meet that dreadful day ? When, fhrivelling like a parched fcroll, The flaming heavens together roll ; When louder yet, and yet more dread, Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ; Oh, on that day, that wrathful day, When man to judgment wakes from clay, Be Thou, O Christ, the finner's flay, Though heaven and earth fhall pafs away. Amen. ^s - ■= / ' ' - r JP- [M ] | HE Advent of our King Our prayers mud now employ, And we muft hymns of welcome fing In drains of holy joy. The Everlafting Son Incarnate deigns to be ; Himfelf a fervant's form puts on, To fet His fervants free. Daughter of Sion, rife To meet thy lowly King ; Nor let thy faithlefs heart defpife The peace He comes to bring. As Judge, on clouds of light, He foon will come again, And His true members all unite With Him in Heav'n to reign. Before the dawning day Let fin's dark deeds be gone ; The old man all be put away, The new man all put on. All glory to the Son Who comes to fet us free, With Father, Spirit, ever One Through all eternity. Amen. [ >3 ] CHRISTMAS. [*4] CHRISTMAS. The Word was made Flefh. HRISTIANS, awake! falute the happy morn, Whereon the Saviour of the world was born ! Rife to adore the myftery of love, Which hofts of Angels chanted from above ! With them the joyful tidings firft begun Of God Incarnate, and the Virgin's Son. [*S] Then to the watchful fhepherds it was told, Who heard th' angelick herald's voice, " Behold ! I bring glad tidings of a Saviour's Birth, To you and all the nations upon earth ; This day hath God fulfilled His promifed Word, This day is Born a Saviour, Christ the Lord. " In David's city, fhepherds, ye fhall find The long-foretold Redeemer of mankind ; Wrapt up in fwaddling clothes, the Babe Divine Lies in a manger, this fhall be your fign." He fpake — and flraightway the angelick throng With one accord chant out their joyful fong. They find both Jofeph and the blefled Maid, And Christ our Saviour in the manger laid ; Amazed, the wondrous (lory they proclaim, The firfl apoflles of His infant fame : While Mary filence keeps, and ponders well The heavenly vifion which the fhepherds tell. They to their flocks, flill praifing God, return, And their glad hearts within their bofoms burn. Let us, like those good fhepherds, flill employ Our grateful voices to proclaim our joy. Like Mary, let us ponder in our mind God's wondrous love in faving loft mankind. So may we hope, the heavenly hoft among, To fing, redeemed, a glad triumphant fong ; He that is Born upon this Christmas-Day Around us all His Glory fhall difplay : Saved by His love, we will for ever fmg Loud Alleluias to our God and King. Amen. [ *«] COME, all ye faithful, Come with joy triumphant, Come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem ; Come, and behold Him, Born yet King of Angels ; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. God of God, Light of Light, Lo ! He abhors not the Virgin's womb ; Very God, of very God Begotten, not created ; O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Sing, choirs of Angels, Sing Alleluia, Sing, all ye Saints of Heaven above, Glory to God In the Higheft. O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Yea, Lord, we greet Thee, Born this Chriftmas morning ; Jesu, to Thee be glory given, Word made Flefh, Dwelling now among us. O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, O come, let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. Amen. [ >7 ] ARK ! the herald Angels fing, Glory to the new-born King ! Peace on earth and mercy mild, God and finners reconciled. Joyful all ye nations rife, Join the triumph of the ikies ; With the Angel hod proclaim, Christ is Born in Bethlehem ! Christ, by highefl heaven adored, Christ, the everlafting Lord, Late in time behold Hlm come, Offspring of a Virgin's womb ! Veiled in flefh, the Godhead fee, Hail, Incarnate Deity ! Pleafed as Man with man to dwell, Jesus our Immanuel. Mild He lays His glory by, Born that men no more may die : Born to raife the fons of earth ; Born to give us fecond birth. Hail ! the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! Hail ! the Sun of Righteoufnefs ! Light and life to all He brings Rifen with healing on His Wings. Glory to the Father be, Glory, Virgin-born, to Thee, Glory to the Holy Ghost, Both from men and heavenly Hod. Amen. [28 ] F the Father's Love begotten, Ere the worlds began to be, He the Alpha and Omega, He the Source, the Ending He, Of the things that are, that have been, And that future years fhall fee Evermore and evermore ! This is He, whom feers in old time Chanted of while ages ran ; Whom the writings of the Prophets Promifed fince the world began ; Then foretold, now manifefted To receive the praife of man Evermore and evermore ! O that ever-blelTed birthday When the Virgin, full of grace, By the Holy Ghoft conceiving, Bare the Saviour of our race ; And that Child, the world's Redeemer, Firfl revealed His Sacred Face, Evermore and evermore ! Praife Him ! O ye Heaven of heavens ! Praife Him ! Angels in the height, Every power, and every virtue, Sing the praife of God aright ; Let no tongue of man be filent, Let each heart and voice unite Evermore and evermore ! The Carols on page 185 are also suitable for this season. [*9] THE CIRCUMCISION OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. H, happy day of all the year, To us by Jesu's Blood made dear ! Oh, happy day ! when Christ began His woe and fhame for fmful man. Already Jesu learns to bear In human flefh both pain and care : His infant cries a promife give That man fhall be redeemed and live. Arrived on earth, His Father's will He hades obedient to fulfil : His Blood for us He doth bellow, To fave our fouls from endlefs woe. Lord, circumcife our hearts, we pray, Our flefhly natures purge away ; Thy Name, Thy likenefs may we bear, And all Thy blefled fufferings fhare. Be this our joy, for Thy dear Name, To fuffer gladly pain and fhame ; Hear us, O hear us, while we pray, And boafi: Thy gracious Name to-day. All honour, laud, and glory be, O Jesu, Virgin-Born, to Thee ; All glory, as is ever meet, To Father and to Paraclete. Amen. The Hymns on pages 1 12 and 224 are also suitable. [So] EPIPHANY. HY, cruel Herod, doll thou fear Thy God fhould come, thy King appear ? He takes not earthly crowns away, Who gives the Crown that lafts for aye. The wifer Magi faw from far, And followed on His guiding-ftar ; By light their way to Light they trod, And hailed with three-fold gifts their God. When thirty years had fully waned, The age of Manhood He attained ; And fought the Fount of Baptifm, free From taint of all impurity. Behold ! to-day in Jordan's wave The Heavenly Lamb vouchfafes to lave, That He, to Whom no fin was known, May cleanfe His people from their own. [3i ] The waters cleanfe not Thee, O Lord, — Thou virtue doft to them afford ; But thus, as is Thy Sovereign will, Thou dofl all righteoufnefs fulfil. Again, at Cana's marriage feaft, Our Lord Himfelf doth manifeft ; The third Epiphany this day We will commemorate for aye. New miracle of power divine, The water reddens into wine ; He fpeaks the Word, and pours the wave In other dreams than Nature gave. All glory, Lord, to Thee we pay For Thine Epiphanies to-day : All glory as is ever meet To Father and to Paraclete. Amen. [3* ] The Kings of Tharfis and of the Ifles fhall give prefents : the Kings of Arabia and Saba fhall bring gifts. S with gladnefs men of old Did the guiding (tar behold, As with joy they hailed its light, Leading onward, beaming bright ; So, mofl gracious Lord, may we Evermore be led to Thee. As with joyful fteps they fped To that lowly manger-bed, There to bend the knee before Him Whom heaven and earth adore ; So may we with willing feet Ever feek the mercy-feat. As they offered gifts mofl rare At that manger rude and bare ; So may we with holy joy, Pure and free from fin's alloy, All our coflliefl treafures bring, Christ, to Thee our heavenly King. Holy Jesus, every day Keep us in the narrow way ; And, when earthly things are part, Bring our ranfomed fouls at laft Where they need no ftar to guide, Where no clouds Thy glory hide. In the heavenly country bright Need they no created light ; Thou its Light, its Joy, its Crown, Thou its Sun which goes not down ; There for ever may we fing Alleluia to our King. Amen. The Gentiles fhall come to Thy Light, and Kings to the brightnefs of Thy rifing. Alleluia. pin m [33 ] j]HE people that in darknefs fat, A glorious light have feen, The Light has mined on them who long In (hades of death have been. To hail Thee, Sun of Righteoufnefs, The gathering nations come ; They joy as when the reapers bear Their harveft treafures home. For Thou their burden doll: remove, And break the tyrant's rod, As in the day when Miriam fell Before the fword of God. For unto us a Child is born, To us a Son is given, And on His moulder ever rests All power in earth and heaven. His Name mail be the Prince of Peace, The everlasting Lord, The Wonderful, the Counfellor, The God by all adored. His righteous government and power Shall over all extend ; On judgment and on juftice bafed, His reign (hall have no end. Lord Jesus, reign in us, we pray, And make us Thine alone, Who with the Father ever art, And Holy Spirit, One. Amen. c [34] ARTH has many a noble city, Bethlehem, thou doft all excel ; Out of thee the Lord from heaven Came to rule His Ifrael. Fairer than the fun at morning Was the (tar that told His birth ; To the world its God announcing, Hid beneath a form of earth. Eaflern fages at His cradle Make oblations rich and rare ; See them give, in deep devotion, Gold and frankincenfe and myrrh. Sacred gifts of myftic meaning, Incenfe doth the God difclofe ; Gold a royal Child proclaimeth ; Myrrh a future tomb forefhows. Jesu ! whom the Gentiles worfhipped At Thy glad Epiphany, Unto Thee, with God the Father, And the Spirit, glory be ! Amen. jlONGS of thankfulnefs and praife, Jesu, Lord, to Thee we raife, Manifefted by the flar To the Sages from afar; Branch of royal David's ftem In Thy Birth at Bethlehem ; Anthems be to Thee addreft, God in Man made manifeft. [35] Manifeft at Jordan's dream, Prophet, Prieft, and King Supreme ; And at Cana wedding-gueft In Thy Godhead manifeft ; Manifeft in power Divine, Changing water into wine ; Anthems be to Thee addreft, God in Man made manifeft. Manifeft in making whole Palfied limbs and fainting foul ; Manifeft in valiant fight, Quelling all the devil's might ; Manifeft in gracious will, Ever bringing good from ill ; Anthems be to Thee addreft, God in Man made manifeft. Sun and Moon fhall darken'd be, Stars fhall fall, the heavens fhall flee ; Christ will then like lightning fhine, All will fee His glorious Sign ; All will then the trumpet hear, All will fee the Judge appear ; Thou by all wilt be confeft, God in Man made manifeft. Grant us grace to fee Thee, Lord, Mirror'd in Thy holy Word ; May we imitate Thee now, And be pure, as pure art Thou ; That we like to Thee may be At Thy great Epiphany ; And may praife Thee, ever Blest, God in Man made manifeft. Amen. [3«j SEPTUAGESIMA. LLELUIA ! beft and fweeted Of the hymns of praife above ; Alleluia ! thou repeated, Heavenly hod, thefe words of love ; Alleluia ! this ye utter, While your golden harps ye move. Alleluia ! chant victorious, Meet to echo through the fky; Alleluia ! bright and glorious, Lift, ye faints, this ftrain on high ; Exiles we by Babel's waters Join not yet your melody. Alleluia ! fongs of gladnefs Suit not fouls with anguifh torn ; Alleluia ! drains of fadnefs Bed become our date forlorn ; For the time of Lent is coming, When for fin we all mud mourn. Trinity of endlefs glory, Hear Thy people's humble cry, And an everlading Eader Grant us all beyond the fky ; Alleluia! Alleluia! Singing everladingly. Amen. Many arc called, but few chofen. [37 1 [38 ] LENT. Repent ye. LORD ! turn not Thy Face from us, Who lie in woeful ftate, Lamenting fore our finful life, Before the mercy gate ; Which Thou dofl open wide to thofe That do lament their fin ; O fhut it not against us, Lord, But let us enter in. Call us not to a frricT: account How we have lived here, For then we know right well, O Lord ! Moft vile we fhall appear. O Lord, we need not to repeat What now we beg and crave ; For Thou dofl know, before we aik, The thing that we would have. So come we to the throne of grace, Where mercy doth abound, Imploring pardon for our fin, To heal our deadly wound. [39] Thy mercy, Lord, is all we afk, This is the total fum, For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer ; O let Thy mercy come ! Amen. [40] HE faft, as taught by holy lore, We keep in folemn courfe once more : Which Christ, all feafons' king and guide, By His example fanclified. More fparing therefore let us make The words we fpeak, the food we take, Deny ourfelves in mirth and fleep, In ftricter watch our fenfes keep. In prayer together let us fall, And cry for mercy, one and all, And weep before the Judge's feet, And His avenging wrath entreat. Thy grace have we offended fore By fins, O God, which we deplore, But pour upon us from on high, Thy pardon and Thy clemency ! Remember, Lord, though frail we be, That yet Thine handiwork are we ; Nor let the honour of Thy Name Be by another put to fhame. Forgive the fin that we have wrought ; Increafe the good that we have fought ; That we at length, our wanderings o'er, May pleafe Thee here and evermore. Grant, O Thou Blefled Trinity, Grant, O Effential Unity, That this our faft of forty days May work our profit and Thy praife ! Amen. [41 ] ORD, in this Thy mercy's day, Ere the time mail pafs away, On our knees we fall and pray. Holy Jesu, grant us tears, Fill us with heart-fearching fears, Ere the hour of doom appears. Lord, on us Thy Spirit pour, Kneeling lowly at Thy door, Ere it clofe for evermore. By Thy night of agony, By Thy fupplicating cry, By Thy willingnefs to die, By Thy tears of bitter woe, For Jerufalem below, Let us not Thy love forego. Judge and Saviour of our race, When we fee Thee face to face, Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place. On Thy love we reft alone, And that love will then be known By the pardon'd round Thy throne. Amen. [42 ] RIGHT honour of the Lenten faft ! From Heaven abroad on earth difplayed ; Which Christ, the Author of all worlds, By His own faft hath facred made. Thus Mofes unto God was dear, And giver of the law became ; Elijah thus his heaven-ward road, Soared upwards on his car of flame. So Daniel, Lion-conqueror, viewed God's myfteries in coming years ; So John, the Bridegroom's loving friend, Renowned in holy lore, appears. O help us, God of love ! we pray, Their paths of abftinence to choofe : Add ftrength unto our fouls, and all Thy fpiritual joys infufe. Grant this, O Father, through Thy Son, Grant this for Thy blefl Spirit's fake ; Who, Threefold Majefly, yet One, Of endless glory doft partake. Amen. The Hymns on pages 1 18-127 are also suitable. THE FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. " Is it nothing to you, all ye that pafs by ? Behold and fee if there be any forrow like unto My forrow, which is done unto Me." — Lam. i. 12. HE Royal Banners forward go, The Crofs mines forth in myflic glow ; Where He in flefh, our flefh Who made, Our fentence bore, our ranfom paid. [43 ] Where deep for us the fpear was dyed, Life's torrent rushing from His fide, To wafh us in that precious flood, Where mingled Water flowed and Blood. Fulfilled is all that David told In true prophetick fong of old ; Among the nations, God, faith he, Hath reigned and triumphed from the Tree. O Tree of Beauty, Tree of Light ! O Tree with Royal purple bright ! Elect on whofe triumphant bread Thofe holy Limbs mould find their reft. On whose dear arms, fo widely flung, The weight of this world's Ranfom hung ; The price of human kind to pay, And fpoil the fpoiler of his prey. To Thee, Eternal Three in One, Let homage meet by all be done : Whom by the Crofs Thou doft reftore, Preferve and govern evermore ! Amen. * Ps. xcvi. 10. — Certain old authors formerly translated this verfe, "Tell it out among the heathen that the Lord reigneth from the Tree,"— that is, « The Holy Crofs." [44] ING, my tongue, the Saviour's glory, Tell His triumph far and wide ; Tell aloud the famous ftory Of His body crucified ; How upon the crofs a viclim Vanquifhing in death He died. Eating of the tree forbidden, Man had funk in Satan's fnare, When our pitying Creator Did the fecond Tree prepare, Deflined many ages later That firft evil to repair. Such the order God appointed, When for fin He would atone ; To the ferpent thus oppofing Schemes more fubtle than His own ; And a remedy procuring, Whence the fatal wound had come. Thirty years among us dwelling, His appointed time fulfilled, Born for this He meets His paffion, Such the love He freely willed. On the Crofs the Lamb is lifted, Where His life blood fhall be fpilled. Lo ! with gall His third: He quenches, See the nails, the fpear, the reed; From that Holy Body broken Blood and water forth proceed ; By that ftream the whole creation, From the ihiin of fin is freed. [45 ] Faithful Crofs, above all other, One and only noble Tree ; None in foliage, none in blofTom, None in Fruit compares with thee. Sweeten 1 wood and fweeteft iron, Sweetefl Weight is hung on thee. Lofty Tree ! bend down Thy branches, To embrace that facred Load: O relax the ftiffened fibres Of that all too rigid wood ; Gently bear the Limbs moil: holy Of thy dying King and God. Thou alone wall counted worthy This world's ranfom to uphold, For our fhipwrecked race preparing Harbour like the Ark of old : Tree with facred Blood anointed From the fmitten Lamb that rolled. To the Trinity be glory, Everlafting as is meet, Equal to the Father, equal To the Son and Paraclete Trinal unity whofe praifes All created things repeat. Amen. [46] EE the deftined day arife ; See, a willing facrifice, Jesus, to redeem our lofs, Hangs upon the fhameful Crofs. Jesu ! Who but Thou had borne, Lifted on that tree of fcorn, Every pang and bitter throe, Finifhing Thy life of woe ? Who but Thou had dared to drain, Steeped in gall, the Cup of pain ; And with tender Body bear Thorns, and Nails, and piercing Spear ? Thence the cleanfing Water flowed, Mingled from Thy Side with Blood ; Sign to all attefting eyes Of the finifhed Sacrifice. Holy Jesu ! grant us grace, In that Sacrifice to place All our hope for Heaven above, Pardon, peace, and reft, and love. Christ ! by wicked hands betrayed ; Christ ! for us a Captive made ; Christ ! upon the fhameful Tree Slain for man, be praife to Thee. Amen. [47] THE PASSION OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. On Palm Sunday, the Sunday before Eairer Day, our Lord rode into Jerufalem on an afs, and the people ftrawed branches and fpread garments in the way ; and men and children cried Hofanna to Him. But as He came in fight of Jerufalem, He wept over it : and when He arrived at the City, many were angry with thofe who fang His praifes. Therefore, think with thyfelf, if Jesus were to come, would He weep over thee, finding thee in hopelefs fin ? Art thou ready to receive Him ? As He came this day on an afs in great humility as a man, fo will He come with all His holy Angels, Judge of quick and dead ; As thou doft meet Him and receive Him now, fo wilt thou meet Him then. Judge thou thyfelf. LL glory, praife, and honour, To Thee, Redeemer King ! To whom the lips of children Made fweet Hofannas ring. [48 ] Thou art the King of Ifrael, Thou, David's Royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comeft, The King and BleiTed One. The Company of Angels Are praifmg Thee on high, And mortal men, and all things Created, make reply. The people of the Hebrews With Palms before Thee went ; Our praife and prayer and anthems Before Thee we prefent. Thou waft haft'ning to Thy Paffion, When they raifed their hymns of praife Thou art reigning in Thy glory, When our melody we raife. Thou didft accept their praifes ; Accept the prayers we bring, Who in all good delighted, Thou good and gracious King ! Receive, inftead of palm-boughs, Our victory o'er the foe, That in the Conqueror's triumph This (train may ever flow : All glory, praife, and honour, To Thee, Redeemer King ! To Whom the lips of children Made fweet Hofannas ring. Amen. [49 ] MONDAY IN HOLY WEEK. Our Lord, as He went into Jerufalem on the morning of this day, curfed the unfruitful fig-tree, and going into the Temple He caft out all that bought and fold, faying, My Houfe (hall be called the Houfe of prayer. Hail: thou borne fruit ? or art thou barren having leaves only, — words, but not deeds ? And haft thou made God's Houfe truly a Houfe of prayer, not bringing worldly thoughts therein ? TUESDAY IN HOLY WEEK. On Tuefday in Holy Week, our Lord taught for the laft time in the Temple. All day long His enemies watched Him, and laid fnares for His life. He fpake many holy parables, and at laft left the Temple for ever ; and then, fitting down upon the Mount of Olives, He taught His difciples concerning the Judgment which was fo foon to come upon the guilty City, and at the end of the world upon all the earth. O my foul, doft thou refift Christ's teaching ? if thou doft, take heed left He forfake thee, and leave thee to perifh in thine im- penitence. WEDNESDAY IN HOLY WEEK. This day, Jesus Christ the Eternal Wifdom, the Lord of heaven and earth, was betrayed by His own difciple Judas to whom He had been fo gracious, and fold for thirty pieces of filver, — the price of a flave. Doft thou take heed and beware of covetoufnefs ? remembering that the love of money is the root of all evil ; if one of the twelve ftood not, take heed left thou too fall. MAUNDY THURSDAY. On the evening of this day, our Lord warned the difciples' feet, and then inftituted the Sacrament of His Body and Blood, and gave His laft teaching to His Apoftles, leaving us His Peace and a New Commandment that we mould love one another. " If ye know thefe things, happy are ye if ye do them." By what acts of humble fervice to others haft thou ever mowed thy love to thy Lord and thy Brethren ? He faid to-day, His laft day on earth, "Do this in Remem- brance of Me." Haft thou done it ? and how ? [So] F Christ's Body ever-glorious, O my foul the my fiery fing, And the Blood all price exceeding Shed by Him, Who came to bring To a fallen world Redemption, Christ our Saviour and our King ! Of the fpotlefs Virgin Mary Born and given to us below, He as Man with man abiding Dwelt, the feed of truth to fow ; Till He clofed in wondrous order His mod bleffed life of woe. On the night of that Laft Supper Seated with His chofen band, He the Pafchal VicYim eating Firfl fulfils the Law's command ; Then as food to His Apoflles Gives Himself with His own Hand. The Word made Flesh by His Word maketh Bread His Very Flefh to be ; Wine His Very Blood becometh Though no outward change we fee ; Yet for every humble Chriftian Faith alone enough will be. In this Sacrament fo wondrous We Thy Prefence hail indeed : Jewifh Sacrifices ended Chriftian Sacraments fucceed : Heavenly Faith at once fupplying All our earthly fenfes' need. [5' ] To the Everlafting Father, To the Everlafting Son, To the Everlafting Spirit, One in Three and Three in One, Honour, praife, falvation, blefting, Now and evermore be done. Amen. *&&&&&&&&, THE SEVEN LAST WORDS OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST, WITH HYMNS THEREON. Hymn — "When I furvey the wondrous Crofs," page 122. 1. " Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do." Hymn — "All ye who feek a certain cure," page 120. 2. "This day malt thou be with Me in Paradife." Hymn — "Weep, Holy Angels," page 121. 3. "Woman, behold thy Son. Behold thy Mother." Hymn — " By the Crofs," page 54. 4. " My God, My God, why haft Thou forfaken Me ? " Hymn — "O Sinner, lift the eye of faith," page 122. 5. " I third." Hymn — " O Sacred Head furrounded," page 1 24. 6. " It is finifhed." Hymn — " Rock of Ages," page 125. 7. " Father, into Thy Hands I commend My Spirit." Hymn — " O'erwhelmcd in depths of woe," page 127. [5* ] GOOD FRIDAY. Very early in the morning, and fcarce paft midnight of Thurfday, our Lord fuffered His dreadful Agony in the Garden ; and prayed while His difciples flept ; and endured the Kifs of Judas ; and was feized by His enemies ; and was forfaken by His friends. He was taken to the houfe of Annas, and put in bonds ; then led away to Caiaphas ; tried by the Jews ; denied by S. Peter ; falfely accufed, condemned, fmitten, and buffeted ; then carried away to Pilate, about Six o'clock in the morning, and before him accufed again ; then fent to Herod, and mocked [S3 1 by him ; fent back to have a murderer preferred before Him by His own nation ; condemned to die ; (tripped and fcourged until Blood ran down from His mangled Sides and Back. A Crown of Thorns was put upon Him, and He was fmitten on the Head, and fpit upon, and mocked ; and about Nine o'clock led away to be Crucified, bearing His own Oofs until He could bear it no longer. On Calvary He was (tripped of His Clothes, and nailed to the Crofs ; and then His Crofs was dropped with a terrible mock into a hole made for it in the earth ; and He was left Crucified between two thieves to die. All this took place before Mid-day. When our Lord was hanging on the Crofs, the foldiers parted His garments and ca(l lots for His feamlefs vefture. The prielts and the people and pafTers-by mocked Him as He hung ; but He rebuked them not. He had only fpoken once, and that was when they were nailing Him to the Crofs, or fixing it in the ground, and then He faid, " Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do. ,, And then Jesus, having all power in heaven and earth even while upon the Crofs, and being full of love and feeling for others in the midft of His own agonies, forgave the penitent thief, and faid, " Verily I fay unto thee, to-day (halt thou be with Me in Paradife." Not long after, our Lord beheld His Mother and His beloved difciple S. John (landing by the Crofs, and fpake again, faying to the Blefled Virgin, " Behold thy Son," and to S. John, " Behold thy Mother " — providing a home for His earthly parent, and feeling for her even at fuch a time. And then darknefs came over the earth from the Sixth hour — that is, noon, until the Ninth hour. For the fun mult needs hide his face, when the true Sun of Righteoufnefs was being over-clouded in death. [54] COME with me, and mourn awhile ; See, Jesus calls us to His fide; O come, and let us mourn with Him, — For Jesus Christ is crucified ! How fad His Hands and Feet are nailed ; His BlefTed Tongue with Thirft is tied, His failing Eyes are blind with blood, — And Jesus Christ is crucified! Seven times He fpake, Seven words of Love, And all three hours His filence cried For mercy on the fouls of men ; — And Jesus Christ is crucified ! O break, O break, hard heart of mine ! Thy weak felf-love and guilty pride His Pilate and His Judas were ; — And Jesus Christ is crucified ! Come, take thy (land beneath the Crofs, And let the Blood from out that Side Fall gently on Thee drop by drop ; — Lo ! Jesus Christ is crucified ! O Love of God ! O fin of Man ! In this dread Act your flrength is tried ; And victory remains with Love, For Jesus Christ is crucified ! Amen. Y the Crofs her fad watch keeping Stands the Virgin Mary weeping Where her Son hangs crucified ; Lo ! flie ftands, her fpirit groaning, Steeped in tears and deeply moaning, For the fword hath pierced her fide. [ 55 ] Oh ! how fad and fore difhrefled Is the Virgin-Mother blefled Of the Sole-Begotten One : Jesus on the Crofs doth languifh, She beneath doth look with anguifh On her dying glorious Son. Who on Christ's dear Mother gazing. Struck with forrow fo amazing, Plunged in agony fo deep, — Who on Christ's dear Mother thinking, Such a cup of forrow drinking, Would not at her forrows weep ? For His people's fins rejected, She her Jesus unprotected Sees with thorns and fcourges rent : Sees Him unto Calvary taken, Then in death by all forfaken, Till His Spirit forth He fent. While I watch Thy Crucifixion, Let me fhare her deep affliction, Print Thy forrows on my heart ; That my foul new ardour proving, Thee my God and Saviour loving, In Thy death may have a part. Make me with Thy flripes fore flricken, By Thy Death my fpirit quicken, Blefs me with Thy mighty grace : And when here no more I tarry, May my foul good Angels carry To a glorious Refting-place. Amen. The Hymns on pages 1 18-127 are a ^° Suitable. [5«] At the Ninth hour — that is, Three o'clock — Jesus cried with a loud voice, " My God, My God, why haft Thou forfaken Me ? " So awful was the wrath of God which He endured for us. And then, being tortured by the thirft caufed by His wounds, He cried, " I thirft ; " but they gave Him vinegar to drink. And when the time of the end drew nigh, He faid, " It is Ammed." His fufferings were over, and our Salvation com- pleted ; wherefore bowing His Head, and crying with a loud voice to (how that He laid down His life Himself, fo He gave up the Ghoft, faying, " Father, into Thy hands I commend My fpirit." Jesus died. The Lord of life died that we might live. When our Lord fpake for the laft time, the veil of the Temple was rent and the graves opened, whereby it was (ignified that heaven was opened and the grave had loft its victory. Then the foldiers, coming to kill thofe who were hanging upon the Crofs in order that none might die fuch a death upon the Great Sabbath of the PafTover, found the thieves living, but Jesus dead. Never- thelefs one pierced His fide with a fpear, and thereout came both Blood and Water, figures of the two Sacraments — Baptifm and the Supper of the Lord. Then about Six o'clock in the evening of this fame Good Friday, Jofeph of Arimathea grew bold and begged the body of Jesus from Pilate, and took It down all mangled as It was, torn with the fcourges, bruifed by the reed, wafted with fafting, bloody from the Wounds ; this facred Body of Jesus, fo marred that one could fcarce know It again, he took down, and with Nicodemus laid It in his own new tomb in a garden clofe by. There they laid the Lord of life, the Lord of life lying cold in the tomb. And Mary Magdalene and the other Mary watched. But the foul of Jesus went down to the place of the dead, and the penitent thief with Him. [57] FIVE PRAYERS ON THE BITTER PASSION OF OUR LORD JESUS CHRIST. I adore Thee, Holy Jesus, hanging on the Crofs and wearing on Thy Head the Crown of Thorns : I befeech Thee that by Thy Crofs I may be delivered from the deftroying Angel. Amen. Our Father, &c. I adore Thee, Holy Jesus, wounded on the Crofs, and given gall and vinegar to drink : I befeech Thee that Thy Five Wounds may be the medicine of my foul. Amen. Our Father, &c. I adore Thee, Holy Jesus, bearing the fins of the whole world, and I befeech Thee by Thy bitter forrow, which Thy glorious Soul mod of all fufTered in that moment when It left the Body, have mercy upon my foul when I depart hence. Amen. Our Father, &c. I adore Thee, Holy Jesus, laid in the fepulchre, and anointed with myrrh and fpices, and I humbly befeech Thee that Thy Death may be my Life. Amen. Our Father, &c. O Holy Jesus, Thou Good Shepherd, Who didft lay down Thy Life for Thy fheep, preferve the righteous, justify finners, have mercy on all the faithful, and be gracious to me the chief of finners. Amen. Our Father, &c. O Saviour of the world, Who by Thy Crofs and Precious Blood haft redeemed us, fave us, and help us, we humbly be- feech Thee, O Lord. O Lord Jesu Christ, Who for the redemption of mankind didft vouchfafe to be born, to be circumcifed, to be rejected by the Jews, to be betrayed by a kifs, to be bound like a malefactor, and like a lamb led to the flaughter ; to be ignominiously brought before Annas, Caiaphas, Pilate, and Herod, to be accufed by falfe witnefTes, to be fcourged with whips, buffeted, fpit upon, crowned with thorns, ftruck with a reed, ftripped of Thy clothes, nailed to the Crofs, placed between two thieves, and given gall and vinegar to drink ; by thcfe Thy moft grievous pains which I un- worthily commemorate, and by Thy moft facred Death and Paflion, deliver Thou me from the bitter pains of eternal death, and bring me whither Thy Mercy didft bring the penitent thief; Who with the Father and the Holy Ghost liveft and reigneft one God now and ever, and to ages of ages. Amen. [58 ] EVENING OF GOOD FRIDAY AND THE MORNING OF EASTER EVE. This was the great Sabbath, and the whole of this day the Body of our LoRDrefted in the grave, while His Soul went down to that place of reft where the fouls of the Saints of the Old Teftament who died before Chrift were awaiting His coming. They are called by S. Peter* "the fpirits in prifon, ,, and were waiting for our Lord to fmite for them the gates of brafs, and to break afunder the bars of iron. In the mean time the Jews fealed the ftone of the tomb and fet a guard of foldiers, while the holy women having prepared fpices and ointments, were waiting for the end of the Sabbath to embalm His Sacred Body. When Thy Body is in the grave, where doft thou expe<5t that thy foul will await the great Eafter morning of the general Refur- reftion, in Paradife with the penitent thief, or in his own place with Judas ? As is thy life fo wilt thou be after death. Bury thy fins in the grave of Chrift and prepare to arife with Him to newnefs of life, and to feck thofe things which are above. * i S. Peter iii. 1 9. [59] ESTING from His work to-day In the tomb our Saviour lay ; Still He flept, from Head to Feet Shrouded in the winding-meet. Lying in the rock alone, Hidden by the fealed (tone. Late at even there was feen Watching long the Magdalene ; Early, ere the break of day, Sorrowful fhe took her way To the holy garden glade, Where her buried Lord was laid. So with Thee, till life (hall end, I would folemn vigil fpend : Let me hew Thee, Lord, a fhrine In this rocky heart of mine, Where in pure embalmed cell None but Thou may ever dwell. Myrrh and fpices will I bring, True affection's offering ; Clofe the door from fight and found Of the bufy world around ; And in patient watch remain Till my Lord appear again. Amen. [6o] T is finifhed ! Jesus hafteth Tidings of His Love to tell, Preaching to the fouls in prifon, He defcendeth into Hell. In the gloomy realms of darknefs Shines a light unknown before ; Smiting gates of brafs and iron Jesus comes : — death's reign is o'er. For with conquering light around Him, Lo ! He draws His people near ; All amazed they (land rejoicing At the gracious words they hear. Patriarchs and kings and prophets Gather round Him as He (lands, In adoring faith and gladnefs, Gazing at His pierced Hands. There in lowlieft joy and wonder, See, the thief (lands by His fide, Reaping thus the words of promife Spoken by the Crucified. O the blifs to which He calls them, Ranfomed by His precious Blood, From the gloomy realms of darknefs To the Paradife of God. Jesu Lord of dead and living, Give us of Thy mercy free, Grant us when this life is finifhed Reft in Paradife with Thee. Amen. Turn you to the ftronghold, ye prifoners of hope. [6i ] [62 ] ■^Wj^