FROM THE LIBRARY OF 
 REV. LOUIS FITZGERALD BENSON, D. D. 
 
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 1880. 
 
NOTE, 
 
 Besides the Hymns appointed for special seasons cr occasions the 
 following are suitable : — 
 
 Morning. — Appendix 25, 26. 
 
 Evening. — App. 27, 45, 57. Sunday Evening. — App. 58, 59. 
 
 Advent.— Page 146; App. 1, 2, 3, 7, 37, 66, 68. 
 
 Epiphany.— App. 4, 5, 6, 67. 
 
 Lent.— App. 8, 10, 24, 41, 49, 52, 60, 64. 
 
 Palm Sunday. — App. 9. 
 
 Easter.— App. 11, 46, 61, 62, 63. 
 
 Ascension.— App. 12, 13, 14, 36. 
 
 Trinity Sunday. — App. 17. 
 
 Saints' Days. All Saints.— App. 12, 18, 19, 20, 44, 
 
 Apostles.— App. 56. 
 
 St. Andrew. — App. 55. 
 
 St. Michael and all Angels.— App. 74. 
 Holy Communion.— App. 21, 22, 23, 47, 51. 
 Confirmation.— Pp 133, 162; App. 71, 72, 73. 
 Missions. — App. 53. 
 
 A Hymn may be used instead of the Introit appointed to be sung 
 before the Communion. 
 
PRAYER BEFORE SERVICE. 
 
 Open my lips, Lord, to bless Thy holy Name. Make my heart 
 clear of all weak, wandering, and alien thoughts, kindle mine affec- 
 tions, enlighten mine understanding, that I may worthily, intently, 
 and devoutly join in this holy office, and my voice be heard before the 
 throne of Thy heavenly Majesty, through Christ our Lord. 
 
 To which add in the Morning. — And let the glorious Majesty of the 
 Lord our God be upon us, prosper Thou the work of our hands upon 
 us, prosper Thou our handy-work. 
 
 And %7i the Evening. — And let my prayer be set forth in Thy sight 
 as the incense, and let the lifting up of my hands be an evening 
 sacrifice. 
 
 PRAYER AFTER SERVICE. 
 
 Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, One God, sanctify and receive my 
 prayers; forgive my failing thought, my faltering voice; help me, 
 for without Thee I cannot please Thee; and strengthen me hence- 
 forth daily. Suffer me in no wise to fall away from Thee, by day or 
 night, neither in pain nor mirth. Jesu, be my Saviour, now and in 
 the hour of death. 
 
 To which add in the Morning. — And remember, Lord, for good 
 my parents, my brethren, my benefactors, and beloved friends ; all 
 that are present with me in this house of prayer, and them also that 
 are not cleansed according to the preparation of Thy sanctuary. 
 
 And in the Evening. — Into Thy hands, Lord, I commend my 
 spirit, for Thou hast redeemed us Lord, Thou God of Truth. Save 
 us, Lord, waking, and defend us sleeping, that we may watch with 
 Christ and rest in peace. 
 
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HYMNS. 
 
 SUNDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Morn of morns, and day of days, 
 Silent as the morning's rays 
 From the sepulchre's dark prison 
 Christ the Light of lights hath risen. 
 
 He commanded, and His word 
 Death and the dread chaos heard : 
 We, shame, more deaf than they, 
 In the chains of darkness stay. 
 
 Nature 'neath the shadow lies ; 
 Let the sons of light arise, 
 All throughout the stillness deep 
 Holy symphonies to keep. 
 
SUNDAY EVENING. 
 
 While the dead world sleeps around 
 Let the sacred temples sound; 
 Law and prophet and blest psalm, 
 Lit with holy light so calm. 
 
 Thus to hearts in slumber weak 
 Let the heavenly trumpet speak ; 
 And, like streaks of early morn, 
 New ways mark the newly-born. 
 
 Grant us this and with us be, 
 Sole Fount of all charity, 
 Thou Who dost the Spirit give, 
 Bidding the dead letter live. 
 
 Equal praise to Father, Son, 
 
 And to Thee, the Holy One, 
 
 By Whose quickening breath divine 
 
 Our dull spirits burn and shine. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 All praise to Thee, my God, this night 
 For all the blessings of the light ; 
 Keep me, keep me, King of kings, 
 Beneath Thine own Almighty wings. 
 
SUNDAY EVENING. S 
 
 Forgive me, Lord, for Thy dear Son, 
 The ill that I this day have done ; 
 That with the world, myself, and Thee, 
 I, ere I sleep, at peace may be. 
 
 Teach me to live, that I may dread 
 The grave as little as my bed ; 
 To die, that this vile body may 
 Eise glorious at the awful day. 
 
 O may my soul on Thee repose, 
 And may sweet sleep mine eyelids close ; 
 Sleep that may me more vigorous make 
 To serve my God when I awake. 
 
 When in the night I sleepless lie 
 My soul with heavenly thoughts supply ; 
 Let no ill dreams disturb my rest, 
 No powers of darkness me molest. 
 
 may my guardian, while I sleep, 
 Close to my bed his vigils keep ; 
 His love angelical instil, 
 Stop all the avenues of ill. 
 
 May he celestial joys rehearse 
 
 And thought to thought with me converse ; 
 
 Or in my stead all the night long 
 
 Sing to my God a grateful song. 
 
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MONDAY MORNING. 
 
 Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below, 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 MONDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun 
 Thy daily stage of duty run : 
 Shake off dull sloth and joyful rise 
 To pay thy morning sacrifice. 
 
 Thy precious time misspent redeem ; 
 Each present day thy last esteem ; 
 Improve thy talents with due care ; 
 For the great day thyself prepare. 
 
 In all thy converse be sincere, 
 Keep conscience as the noon-tide clear : 
 Think how All-seeing God thy ways 
 And all thy secret thoughts surveys. 
 
 Wake and lift up thyself, my heart, 
 And with the Angels bear thy part, 
 Who all night long unwearied sing 
 High praise to the Eternal King. 
 
MONDAY MORNING. 
 
 I wake, I wake, ye heavenly choir ; 
 May your devotion me inspire 
 That I like you my age may spend, 
 Like you may on my God attend. 
 
 May I like you in God delight, 
 Have all day long my God in sight, 
 Perform like you my Maker's will, 
 may I never more do ill ! 
 
 Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below, 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 All praise to Thee Who safe hast kept 
 And hast refreshed me while I slept : 
 Grant, Lord, when I from death shall wake 
 I may of endless life partake. 
 
 Shine on me, Lord, new life impart, 
 Fresh ardours kindle in my heart : 
 One ray of Thy all-quickening light 
 Dispels the sloth and clouds of night. 
 
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MONDAY EVENING. 
 
 Lord, I my vows to Thee renew ; 
 Disperse my sins as morning dew, 
 Guard my first springs of thought and will 
 And with Thyself my spirit fill. 
 
 Direct, control, suggest, this day 
 
 All I design, or do, or say ; 
 
 That all my powers, with all their might, 
 
 In Thy sole glory may unite. 
 
 Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below ; 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 How sweet the days, Lord, arc sped, 
 When brethren, owning Christ their Head, 
 From Whom they live, on Whom they feed, 
 Are one in Spirit and in deed. 
 
 How sweet to Thee in purest lays 
 High lauds beneath one roof to raise ; 
 With banded prayers like valiant men 
 To storm Heaven-gate, and entrance win. 
 
MONDAY EVENING. / 
 
 love we this fair home, nor cease 
 To work her weal in busy peace ! 
 " woe to hiin that will not fear 
 To scatter seeds of discord here ! " 
 
 Yet every loss to gain shall turn 
 For hearts that Christ in all discern ; 
 "Who fiercer fights is fairer crowned, 
 And foes deal honour with the wound. 
 
 More fell by far the flattering tongue 
 That saps the breast with secret wrong, 
 And sliding in unheeded slays 
 The soul with sweets of poisoned praise. 
 
 Grant us to live, blest Trinity, 
 In sweet exchange of Charity, 
 And lighten each his brother's load, 
 Treading the heavenward, homeward road. 
 
 Amen. 
 
 In Winter, 
 
 The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended, 
 
 The darkness falls at Thy behest ; 
 To Thee our morning hymn ascended, 
 
 Thy praise shall hallow now our rest. 
 
8 MONDAY EVENING. 
 
 We thank Thee that Thy Church unsleeping, 
 While earth rolls onward into light, 
 
 Through all the world her watch is keeping, 
 And rests not now by day or night. 
 
 As o'er each continent and island 
 
 The dawn leads on another day, 
 The voice of prayer is never silent, 
 
 Nor diesthe strain of praise away. 
 
 The sun that bids us rest is waking 
 Our brethren 'neath the western sky, 
 
 And hour by hour fresh lips are making 
 Thy wondrous acts be heard on high. 
 
 So be it, Lord ; Thy throne shall never, 
 Like earth's proud empires, pass away ; 
 
 But stand and rule and grow for ever 
 Till all Thy creatures own Thy sway. 
 
 To God the Father lauds unending, 
 Lauds to the Son and Spirit blest, 
 
 Be still from age to age ascending, 
 
 And still from world to world addrest. Amen. 
 
TUESDAY MORNING. 
 
 TUESDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Lo ! the golden light is peering, 
 
 Let the dimness fleet away 
 Which so long hath kept us veering 
 
 From the narrow path astray. 
 
 May the morn, sweet calmness breathing, 
 Keep us, morn-like, chaste and pure ; 
 
 In our lips no falsehood sheathing, 
 In our hearts no sin obscure. 
 
 So the day, all smoothly gliding, 
 May preserve our tongue from guile, 
 
 Eyes from wandering, feet from sliding, 
 Hands from aught that can defile. 
 
 All day long an eye is o'er us 
 
 Which our every secret knows, 
 Sees our every step before us 
 
 From first morn till evening's close. 
 
 To the Father lauds unending, 
 
 To the Son and Spirit blest, 
 Still from age to age ascending, 
 
 Be throughout all worlds addrest. Amen. 
 
10 TUESDAY EVENING. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 Ere darkling wanes the clay, 
 all-enlightening Lord, 
 For pity and for love, we pray, 
 Be thou our watch and ward. 
 
 Unhallowed dreams dispel 
 Of wandering fancy born, 
 From ghostly malice shield us well 
 In stainless sleep till morn. 
 
 Father, hear us pray, 
 Hear us, Son and Lord, 
 Hear, Holy Ghost, who art for aye 
 With Sire and Son adored. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 Abide with me ; fast falls the eventide ; 
 The darkness deepens ; Lord, with me abide ; 
 When other helpers fail, and comforts flee, 
 Help of the helpless, abide with me. 
 
 Swift to its close ebbs out life's little day ; 
 Earth's joys grow dim, its glories pass away ; 
 Change and decay in all around I see ; 
 O Thou who changest not, abide with me. 
 
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 WEDNESDAY MORNING. 11 
 
 I need Thy presence every passing hour ; 
 "What but Thy grace can foil the tempter's power ? 
 Who like Thyself my guide and stay can be ? 
 Through cloud and sunshine, Lord, abide with me. 
 
 1 fear no foe with Thee at hand to bless ; 
 Ills have no weight and tears no bitterness ; 
 Where is death's sting, where, grave, thy victory ? 
 I triumph still, if Thou abide with me. 
 
 Hold Thou Thy Cross before my closing eyes ; 
 Shine through the gloom and point me to the skies : 
 Heaven's morning breaks, and earth's vain shadows 
 
 flee, 
 Tn life, in death, Lord, abide with me. Amen. 
 
 WEDNESDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 Fellow of the Father's light, 
 Light of Light, and Day most bright, 
 Christ, Thou stirrer of the heart, 
 Would we were to life convert. 
 
12 WEDNESDAY MORNING, 
 
 Reach Thy hand that we may rise, 
 And our minds so exercise, 
 That devoutly we may sing 
 Praise of God with thanksgiving. 
 
 Sing His praise, and singing say, 
 " Blessed be my Lord alway ; " 
 Say, and saying sing for ever, 
 " Jesus did my soul deliver." 
 
 Tongue, and heart, and strength, and sense, 
 Laud they Thy magnificence ; 
 Let Thy Spirit of Charity 
 Stir us all to worship Thee. 
 
 Glory to the Father be, 
 
 To the Son give glory free, 
 
 Glory to the Spirit pour 
 
 Henceforth and for evermore. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 Night and clouds in darkness sailing, 
 This world's chaos, wild and drear, — 
 
 Light is entering, heaven unveiling, 
 Christ is coming ; — disappear. 
 
WEDNESDAY EVENING, 13 
 
 Heaven's dark pall in sunder falleth 
 By the sun's bright arrow struck ; 
 
 Earth her thousand hues recalleth 
 At his all-enlightening look. 
 
 Thee, true Sun, alone adore we, 
 Thee with pure and single heart, 
 
 Thee with plaintive chant implore we, 
 O'er our souls Thy flame to dart. 
 
 Many a spot, our bosoms staining, 
 Must Thy brightness cleanse away ; 
 
 Thou, the Angels' Light unwaning, 
 Look on us, and make it day. 
 
 To the Father lauds unending, 
 
 To the Son and Spirit blest, 
 Still from age to age ascending, 
 
 Be throughout all worlds addrest. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear, 
 It is not night if Thou be near : 
 may no earth-born cloud arise 
 To hide Thee from Thy servant's eyes. 
 
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14 WEDNESDAY EVENING. 
 
 When the soft dews of kindly sleep 
 My wearied eyelids gently steep, 
 Be my last thought how sweet to rest 
 For ever on my Saviour's breast. 
 
 Abide with me from morn till eve, 
 For without Thee I cannot live ; 
 Abide with me when night is nigh, 
 For without Thee I dare not die. 
 
 If some poor wandering child of Thine 
 Have spurned to-day the voice divine, 
 Now, Lord, the gracious work begin, 
 Let him no more lie down in sin. 
 
 Watch by the sick ; enrich the poor 
 With blessings from Thy boundless store : 
 Be every mourner's sleep to-night 
 Like infant's slumbers pure and light. 
 
 Come near and bless us when we wake 
 Ere through the world our way we take ; 
 Till in the ocean of Thy love 
 We lose ourselves in heaven above. 
 
 Praise to the Father and the Son 
 
 And Holy Spirit, Three in One ; 
 
 Eternal praise to Each be given 
 
 By all on earth and all in heaven. Amen. 
 
WEDNESDAY EVENING. 15 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 The day is done ; its hours have run ; 
 
 Thou, Lord, hast taken count of all, 
 The scanty triumph grace hath won, 
 
 The broken vow, the frequent fall. 
 Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
 Holy Jesu, be our light. 
 
 And grant us, Lord, from evil ways 
 
 True absolution and release ; 
 And bless us more than in past days 
 
 With purity and inward peace. 
 Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
 Holy Jesu, be our light. 
 Thou sweetenest toil, for Thou hast toiled, 
 
 Thou lightenest care, for Thou hast cared ; 
 Let not our works with self be soiled 
 
 Nor in unsimple ways ensnared. 
 Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
 Holy Jesu, be our light. 
 
 For all we love, the poor, the sad, 
 
 The sinful unto Thee we call ; 
 O let Thy mercy make us glad ; 
 
 Thou art our Saviour and our All. 
 Through life's long day and death's dark night, 
 Gentle Jesu, be our light. Amen. 
 
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16 THURSDAY MORNING. 
 
 THURSDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 timely happy, timely wise, 
 Hearts that with rising morn arise ! 
 Eyes that the beam celestial view 
 Which evermore makes all things new ! 
 
 New every morning is the love 
 Our wakening and uprising prove ; 
 Through sleep and darkness safely brought, 
 Restored to life and power and thought. 
 
 New mercies, each returning day, 
 
 Hover around us while we pray ; 
 
 New perils past, new sins forgiven, 
 
 New thoughts of God, new hopes of heaven. 
 
 If on our daily course our mind 
 Be set to hallow all we find, 
 New treasures still of countless price 
 God will provide for sacrifice. 
 
THURSDAY MORNING. 17 
 
 Only, Lord, in Thy dear love 
 Fit us for perfect rest above ; 
 And help us this and every day 
 To live more nearly as we pray. 
 
 Praise God from Whom all blessings flow, 
 Praise Him all creatures here below, 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host, 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 Most glorious Lord of Life, That on this day 
 Didst make Thy triumph over death and sin ; 
 
 And having harrowed hell didst bring away 
 Captivity thence captive, us to win : 
 
 This joyous day, dear Lord, with joy begin ; 
 And grant that we, for whom Thou wouldest 
 die, 
 Being with Thy dear Blood clean washed from 
 sin, 
 May live for ever in felicity. Amen. 
 
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18 THURSDAY EVENING. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 God, of all the Strength and Stay, 
 Who unmoved dost motion sway, 
 Dost the daylight hours divide, 
 And in due succession guide ; 
 
 Give at eve Thy sunshine bright, 
 Shed o'er death Thine holy light ; 
 So our day may ne'er go down, 
 So our life may glory crown. 
 
 Gracious Father, grant this boon ; 
 Grant it, sole co-equal Son, 
 With the Spirit, throned on high, 
 God through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 The fiery sun is gone ; 
 
 O never-waning Light, 
 All-holy Three, thrice blessed One, 
 
 Shed forth Thy Presence bright. 
 To Thee our lauds at morn, 
 
 Our vespers rise at even, 
 grant us, hence by Angels borne, 
 
 To join the chant of heaven. 
 
FRIDAY MORNING. 19 
 
 To the Great Father, Son, 
 
 And Holy Spirit blest, 
 As in old time, while ages run, 
 
 All glory be addrest. Amen. 
 
 FEIDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 To Christ, the Prince of Peace, 
 And Son of God most high, 
 The Father of the world to come, 
 Sing we with holy joy. 
 
 Deep in His heart for us 
 The wound of love He bore ; 
 That love which still He kindles in 
 The hearts that Him adore. 
 
 O Jesu ! Yictim blest ! 
 What else but love divine 
 Could Thee constrain to open thus 
 That sacred heart of Thine ? 
 
 Fount of endless life, 
 Spring of waters clear, 
 Flame celestial, cleansing all 
 That unto Thee draw near. 
 
20 FRIDAY MORNING. 
 
 Hide me in Thy dear heart, 
 For thither do I fly, 
 There seek Thy grace through life, in death 
 Thine immortality. 
 
 Praise to the Father be, 
 Praise to His only Son ; 
 Praise to the blessed Paraclete, 
 While endless ages run. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 Let all our tongues be one 
 To praise our God on high, 
 Who from His Bosom sent His Son 
 To fetch us strangers nigh. 
 
 Let not our voices cease 
 To sing our Saviour's Name ; 
 Jesu ! our Hope, our Strength, our Peace, 
 From age to age the same. 
 
 From out His pierced side 
 Poured forth a double flood ; 
 By Water we are purified, 
 Are pardoned by His Blood. 
 
FRIDAY EVENING. 21 
 
 Look up, ye souls, to Him, 
 Whose death was your desert ; 
 And humbly view the living stream 
 Flow from his pierced heart ! 
 
 There on the cursed tree 
 In dying pangs He lies ; 
 Fulfils His Father's just decree 
 And all our wants supplies. 
 
 Jesu ! all praise to Thee, 
 Our joy and endless rest ! 
 Be Thou our guide while pilgrims here, 
 Our crown amid the blest. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In Summer. 
 
 Now the day's declining wheel 
 Doth to night's dim cavern roll ; 
 
 Thus hours, days, and seasons steal, - 
 Life is hurrying to the goal. 
 
 Christ, Who, nailed to Thy Cross, 
 
 Callest us to Thee to fly, 
 Make us count this world but dross, 
 
 Be it ours in Thee to die. 
 
22 FRIDAY EVENING. 
 
 To the Father glory be, 
 With His sole co-equal Son, 
 
 In the Spirit's unity, 
 Ever blessed Three in One. Amen. 
 
 In Winter. 
 
 Blessed Saviour, Lord of all, 
 Vouchsafe to hear us when we call ; 
 And now to those propitious be 
 Who in prayer do bow to Thee 
 Still to be kept from misery. 
 
 Great Ruler of the day and night, 
 Thou on our darkness cast Thy light ; 
 And let Thy Passion pardon win 
 For what we have offended in, 
 Or thought, or word, or deed of sin. 
 
 And, as Thy mercy wipes away 
 What we have done amiss to-day, 
 So, now the night returns again, 
 Our bodies and our souls refrain 
 From being soiled with sinful stain. 
 
SATURDAY MORNING. 23 
 
 Let not dull sleep oppress our eyes, 
 Nor us the enemy surprise ; 
 Nor fearful dreams our minds affright, 
 While the deep blackness of the night 
 Withholds from us the cheerful light. 
 
 To Thee, Who dost by rest renew 
 Our wasted strength, we humbly sue, 
 That, when we shall unclose our eyes, 
 All pure and chaste we may arise, 
 And make our morning sacrifice. 
 
 All honour, Lord, to Thee be done, 
 Thou, the blessed Virgin's Son, 
 With the Father and the Spirit, 
 As in Thine eternal merit 
 Ever and ever to inherit. Amen. 
 
 SATUEDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Jesu, Lord of heavenly grace, 
 Thou Brightness of Thy Father's face, 
 Thou Fountain of Eternal Light, 
 Who scatterest all the shades of night ; 
 
24 SATURDAY EVENING. 
 
 Come, holy Sun of heavenly love, 
 Shower down Thy radiance from above, 
 Till on our inward hearts shall stream 
 The Holy Spirit's cloudless beam. 
 
 All-hallowed be the new-born day ! 
 Let meekness be our morning ray, 
 And faithful love our noonday light, 
 And hope our sunset, calm and bright ! 
 
 O Christ, with each returning morn 
 Thine image to our hearts is borne ; 
 O may we ever clearly see 
 The way, the truth, the life, in Thee ! 
 
 Praise God from Whom all blessings flow ; 
 Praise Him all creatures here below ; 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 The splendours of Thy glory, Lord, 
 Hath no man seen nor known ; 
 
 And highest angels veil their eyes 
 Before Thy shining Throne. 
 
SATURDAY EVENING. 25 
 
 Here we in darkness sit forlorn, 
 
 Death's shade upon us lies ; 
 But night will wane and o'er our heads 
 
 The eternal dayspring rise. 
 
 So bright a day for us prepared 
 
 For us Thou hast in store, 
 That this all-glorious sun shall fade 
 
 Its sevenfold light before. 
 
 But ah ! too long thou lingerest, 
 
 Thou long-expected day, 
 And ere we see Thee, we must cast 
 
 This mortal coil away. 
 
 But when her bonds are rent, my God, 
 
 My soul to Thee shall soar, 
 And see Thy face and praise Thee well, 
 
 And love Thee evermore. 
 
 Grant us Thy peace, Blest Trinity, 
 
 Fair love and saintly might ; 
 And for this dim and fleeting day 
 
 Give us immortal light. Amen. 
 
 Note. — There are Proper Hymns for the Saturday Evenings before 
 the First Sunday in Advent, Septuagesima Sunday, the Fifth Sunday in 
 Lent, Easter Sunday, Whitsunday, Trinity Sunday, and before the 
 Holy Communion. 
 
26 TWILIGHT HYMN. 
 
 TWILIGHT HYMN. 
 
 " When he lighteth the lamps at even he shall burn incense upon if ; 
 perpetual incense before the Lord, throughout your generations." 
 
 Now the stars are lit in heaven 
 
 We must light our lamps on earth ; 
 
 Every star a signal given 
 
 From the God of our new birth ; 
 
 Every lamp an answer faint, 
 
 Like the prayer of mortal saint. 
 
 Mark the hour and turn this way 
 
 Sons of Israel, far and near, 
 Wearied with the world's dim day, 
 
 Turn to Him Whose eyes are here. 
 Open, watching day and night, 
 Beaming unapproached light. 
 
 Watchers of the sacred flame, 
 
 Sons of Aaron, serve in fear ; 
 Deadly is the Avenger's aim, 
 
 Should the unhallowed enter here ; 
 Keen His fires, should recreants dare 
 Breathe the pure and fragrant air. 
 
TWILIGHT HYMN. 27 
 
 There is One will bless your toil, 
 He who comes in heaven's attire, 
 
 Morn by morn with holy oil, 
 Eve by eve with holy fire, 
 
 Pray ! your prayer will be allowed 
 
 Mingling* with His incense cloud. 
 
 TWILIGHT HYMN, 
 
 OK, "CANDLE-HYMN OF THE ANCIENT CHRISTIANS." 
 
 Gladdening Light, all-glorious Fire 
 Of the everlasting Sire ! 
 Jesu Christ, Thou blessed Son 
 Of the Heavenly Holy One. 
 
 Sinks to rest the sunlight dim, 
 Shine the lights of eve abroad ; 
 Wherefore Sire and Son we hymn, 
 And the Holy Ghost of God. 
 
 At all seasons, through all time, 
 Worthy art Thou to be sung, 
 With the sweet according chime 
 Of full many a hallowed tongue. 
 
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28 TWILIGHT HYMN. 
 
 Son of God, who life dost give 
 Whereby all the world doth live, 
 Thee the world doth praise and bless, 
 Glorious in Thy holiness. Amen. 
 
 Or this. 
 
 Goodly Light of the Holy Glory 
 Of the immortal Father of Heaven, 
 Holy and Blessed, 
 O Jesu Christ : 
 
 We are come to the sunset, 
 We have seen the evening light, 
 And we praise the Father and Son 
 And Holy Spirit of God : 
 
 Worthy art Thou at all times 
 To be praised by pure voices, 
 Son of God, That givest life : 
 Therefore the world glorifieth Thee. Amen. 
 
FIRST SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 29 
 
 FIKST SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 evening before the First Sunday in Advent, 
 and through the week. 
 
 Great God ! what do I see and hear ? 
 
 The end of things created ! 
 The Judge of mankind doth appear, 
 
 On clouds of glory seated ! 
 The trumpet sounds, the graves restore 
 The dead which they contained before ; — 
 
 Prepare, my soul, to meet Him ! 
 
 The dead in Christ shall first arise, 
 
 At the last trumpet's sounding, 
 Caught up to meet Him in the skies, 
 
 With joy their Lord surrounding. 
 No gloomy fears their souls dismay, 
 His presence sheds eternal day 
 
 On those prepared to meet Him. 
 
 But sinners, filled with guilty fears, 
 
 Behold His wrath prevailing ; 
 For they shall rise and find their tears 
 
 And sighs are unavailing : 
 The day of grace is passed and gone ; 
 Trembling they stand before the throne, 
 
 All unprepared to meet Him. 
 
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30 FIRST SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 Great God ! to Thee my prayers I pour, 
 In sight of judgment quailing; 
 
 Be Thou my strength in that dread hour 
 When flesh and heart are failing ; 
 
 Let perfect love cast out all fear ; 
 
 So may I, when the Judge is near, 
 With joy go forth to meet Him. Amen. 
 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 Hark ! an awful voice is thrilling, 
 And each dim and winding way 
 
 Of the ancient temple filling, 
 " Christ is near ! " it seems to say. 
 
 Startled at the solemn warning 
 Let the earth-bound spell arise ; 
 
 Christ, her Sun, all sloth dispelling 
 Shines upon the morning skies. 
 
 Lo ! the Lamb, so long expected, 
 
 Comes with pardon down from heaven ; 
 
 Let us haste with tears of sorrow 
 One and all to be forgiven. 
 
 So, when next He comes with glory, 
 Wrapping all the earth in fear, 
 
 May He then, as our Defender, 
 On the clouds of heaven appear. 
 
FIRST SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 31 
 
 Honour, glory, virtue, merit, 
 
 To the Father and the Son, 
 With the good and gracious Spirit, 
 
 While eternal ages run ! Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Dies Irce. 
 
 Day of Doom, the last and greatest, 
 Which the waning world awaitest, 
 Sung by earliest seers and latest. 
 
 How shall all men faint for fearing, 
 When the Judgment Sign appearing 
 Bids the world to that great hearing : 
 
 When, the grave's long silence breaking, 
 Peals the trump the nations waking 
 Round the Throne to muster quaking. 
 
 Earth herself and Death affrighted 
 Open fast their dens benighted, 
 That the souls may be requited. 
 
 Forth are borne the heavy pages 
 
 Of the records of all ages, 
 
 All men's deeds and all men's wages. 
 
32 FIRST SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 Then the Judge in solemn session 
 Drags to day each dark confession, 
 Dooms each vainly veil'd transgression. 
 
 Wo is me, for who shall hear me ? 
 What kind saint from Judgment bear me, 
 While the just stand trembling near me ? 
 
 Thou, the King of that dread splendour, 
 
 Art the sinner's sole Defender : 
 
 Save Thou me, Thou King most tender. 
 
 Wrought for me and my salvation 
 Was Thy lowliest incarnation : 
 Canst Thou speak my condemnation ? 
 
 Thou hast sought me weary, sighing ; 
 Thou hast bought me by Thy dying ; 
 Save me, on Thy pains relying. 
 
 Eighteous Judge to save or slay me, 
 
 Free of my offences make me 
 
 Ere the reck'ning Day o'ertake me. 
 
 Sin and shame upon me turning 
 Brand my brow with guilty burning ; 
 Pity me for pity yearning. 
 
 By the Magdalene forgiven, 
 By the dying Eobber shriven, 
 E'en to me a hope is given. 
 
SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 33 
 
 Judgment halteth not for weeping ; 
 Yet, Thy death's dear merits reaping, 
 Save me from the fire unsleeping. 
 
 From the goats Thy suppliant sever ; 
 With Thy sheep my soul deliver, 
 Safe at Thy right hand for ever. 
 
 When Thy face from them is hidden, 
 When the accurst to flames are chidden, 
 Let me to Thy house be bidden. 
 
 Day of tears and bitter mourning, 
 
 When mankind from this world's burning 
 
 Else to sorrow or salvation ! 
 
 Lord, receive my supplication — 
 Jesu, Saviour of the world, 
 Grant us everlasting rest. Amen. 
 
 SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 morning, and through the week* 
 
 Lo ! He comes with clouds descending, 
 
 Once for favoured sinners slain ; 
 Thousand thousand saints attending 
 
 Swell the triumph of His train. 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Christ is come to earth again. 
 
 * Week days, st. 1, 4, 5, 6. 
 
34 SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 Every eye shall now behold Him 
 Eobed in dreadful majesty ; 
 
 Those who set at nought and sold Him, 
 Pierced and nailed Him to the tree, 
 
 Deeply wailing, 
 Shall the true Messiah see. 
 
 The dear tokens of His Passion 
 Still His dazzling Body bears ; 
 
 Cause of endless exultation 
 To His ransomed worshippers ; 
 
 With what rapture 
 Gaze we on those glorious scars ! 
 
 Every island, sea, and mountain, 
 Heaven and earth shall flee away ; 
 
 All who hate Him must confounded 
 Hear the summons of that day. 
 
 Come to judgment ! 
 Come to judgment ! Come away ! 
 
 Blest ^Redemption long expected ! 
 
 Lo ! His solemn pomp to share 
 All His saints by man rejected, 
 
 Bisc to meet Him in the air, 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Angels, Martyrs, all are there, 
 
SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 35 
 
 Yea, Amen ! let all adore Thee 
 
 High on Thine eternal throne ; 
 Saviour, take the power and glory ; 
 
 Make Thy righteous sentence known ! 
 come quickly ! 
 
 Claim the kingdom for Thine own ! Amen. 
 
 Before the Litant, as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 31. 
 
 evening, and through the iveeJc. 
 
 Hark ! the glad sound ! the Saviour comes, 
 
 The Saviour promised long ; 
 Let every heart prepare a throne 
 
 And every voice a song. 
 
 He comes the prisoners to release 
 
 In Satan's bondage held ; 
 The gates of brass before Him break, 
 
 The iron fetters yield. 
 
 He comes from thickest films of vice 
 
 To clear the mental ray, 
 And on the eyeballs of the blind 
 
 To pour celestial day. 
 
 He comes, the broken heart to bind, 
 
 The wounded soul to cure, 
 And with the tidings of His grace 
 
 To enrich the humble poor. 
 
86 THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 Our glad hosannas, Prince of Peace, 
 Thy welcome shall proclaim ; 
 
 And heaven's exalted arches ring 
 With Thy beloved name. Amen. 
 
 THIED SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 When Christ the Lord would come on earth 
 His messenger before him went ; 
 
 The greatest born of mortal birth, 
 And charged with words of deep intent. 
 
 The least of all that here attend 
 Hath honour greater far than he ; 
 
 He was the Bridegroom's joyful friend, 
 His body and His spouse are we, 
 
 A higher race, the sons of light, 
 
 Of water and the Spirit born ; 
 He the last star of parting night, 
 
 And we the children of the morn. 
 
 And as he boldly spake Thy word 
 
 And joyed to hear the Bridegroom's voice, 
 
 Thus may Thy pastors teach, Lord, 
 And thus Thy listening Church rejoice. 
 
THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 37 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was of old, 
 Is now, and shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
 Befobe the Litany, as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 31. 
 EVENING. 
 
 Psalm xlvi. 
 God our Hope and Strength abiding 
 
 Soothes our dread, exceeding nigh ; 
 Fear we not the world subsiding, 
 Eoots of mountains heaving high, 
 
 Darkly heaving 
 Where in Ocean's heart they lie. 
 
 Let them roar, His awful surges ;— 
 Let them boil, — each dark-browed hill 
 
 Tremble, where the proud wave urges, — 
 Here is yet one quiet rill ; 
 
 Her calm waters, 
 Sion's joy, flow clear and still. 
 
 Joy of God's abode, the station 
 
 Where the Eternal fixed His tent ; — 
 
 God is there, a strong salvation ; 
 On her place she towers unbent ; 
 
 God will aid her 
 Ere the stars of morn be spent. Amen. 
 
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38 CHRISTMAS EVE. 
 
 FOUETH SUNDAY IN ADVENT. 
 
 Morning, and until Christmas Day, " Hark, the glad sound," p. 35. 
 Beforb the Litany, as on the First Sunday in Advent, p. 31. 
 Evening, "Love Divine, all loves excelling," p. 131. 
 
 CHEISTMAS EVE. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 While shepherds watched their flocks by night, 
 
 All seated on the ground, 
 The Angel of the Lord came down 
 
 And glory shone around : 
 
 " Fear not," said he, for mighty dread 
 
 Had seized their troubled mind ; 
 " Glad tidings of great joy I bring 
 
 To you and all mankind ; 
 " To you in David's town this day 
 
 Is born of David's line 
 The Saviour, Who is Christ the Lord, 
 
 And this shall be the sign : 
 
 " The heavenly Babe you there shall find 
 
 To human view displayed, 
 All meanly wrapt in swathing-bands 
 
 And in a manger laid." 
 
CHRISTMAS DAY. 39 
 
 Thus spake the Seraph, and forthwith 
 
 Appeared a shining throng 
 Of angels praising God, and thus 
 
 Addressed their joyful song : 
 
 " All glory be to God on high 
 
 And to the earth be peace ; 
 Good will henceforth from Heaven to men 
 
 Begin, and never cease ! " 
 
 Jesu, the Virgin-mother's Son, 
 
 To Thee all glory be, 
 With Father, Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 CHEISTMAS DAY. 
 
 And until the Epiphany, except when there are 
 other Proper Hymns. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 From far sunrise at early morn 
 
 To earth's remotest ring 
 Of Mary, Virgin-mother, born, 
 
 We carol Christ our King. 
 
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40 CHRISTMAS DAY. 
 
 Lo the great Maker of the World, 
 
 Lord of eternal years, 
 To save His creatures veiled beneath 
 
 A creature's form appears. 
 
 A manger scantly strewn with hay 
 Becomes the Eternal's bed, 
 
 And He Who feeds each smallest bird 
 Himself with milk is fed. 
 
 The heavenly hosts His birth-day keep, 
 The angels round Him sing, 
 
 The shepherds view with wonder deep 
 Earth's Shepherd, Lord, and King. 
 
 Jesu, the Virgin-mother's Son, 
 
 To Thee all glory be 
 With Father, Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Adeste Fideles. 
 
 Ye faithful, approach ye 
 Joyfully triumphing ; 
 come ye, O come ye to Bethlehem ; 
 Come and behold Him 
 
CHRISTMAS DAY. 41 
 
 Born the King of Angels : 
 come let us adore Him, 
 come let us adore Him, 
 come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord, 
 
 God of God, 
 
 Light of Light, 
 Lo He abhors not the Virgin's womb ; 
 
 Very God, 
 
 Begotten not created ; 
 come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 Sing Choirs of Angels, 
 
 Sing in exultation, 
 Sing all ye citizens of Heaven above, 
 
 Glory to God 
 
 In the highest : 
 O come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 Yea, Lord, we greet Thee 
 
 Born this happy morning; 
 Jesu to Thee be glory given, 
 
 Word of the Father 
 
 Late in flesh appearing : 
 come let us adore Him, Christ the Lord. 
 
 Amen. 
 
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42 CHRISTMAS DAT. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Hark ! the herald Angels sing, 
 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 Peace on earth and mercy mild, 
 God and sinners reconcil'd ! 
 Joyful all ye nations rise, 
 Join the triumph of the skies : 
 With the Angelic host proclaim, 
 Christ is born in Bethlehem ! 
 
 Hark ! the herald Angels sing, 
 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 
 Christ by highest Heaven adored, 
 Christ the everlasting Lord, 
 Late in time behold Him come, 
 Offspring of a Virgin's womb ! 
 Veiled in flesh the Godhead see, 
 Hail the Incarnate Deity ! 
 Pleased as man with man appear, 
 Jesus our Immanuel here. 
 
 Hark ! the herald Angels sing, 
 Glory to the new-born King ! 
 
 Hail the heaven-born Prince of Peace ! 
 Hail the Sun of Eighteousness ! 
 Light and life to all He brings, 
 Eisen with healing in His wings : 
 
st. Stephen's day. 43 
 
 Mild He lays His glory by, 
 
 Born that man no more may die : 
 
 Born to raise the sons of earth, 
 
 Born to give them second birth. 
 Hark ! the herald Angels sing, 
 Glory to the new-born King ! Amen. 
 
 ST. STEPHEN'S DAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Kightful Prince of Martyrs thou, 
 Bind thy crown about thy brow : 
 Fairer far than fading wreath 
 Weave we this thy crown of death. 
 
 Like a gem each rugged stone, 
 Sparkling with thy life-blood, shone ; 
 Nor could stars more brightly shine 
 Studded round thy head divine. 
 
 From thy forehead's gushing streams 
 Dart a thousand blending beams, 
 Till thy glowing countenance 
 Lightens to an Angel's glance. 
 
44 ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST'S DAY 
 
 Thou the first-slain victim free 
 To Him, the Victim slain for thee ; 
 Thou the first thy Lord to own, 
 Sharer of His thorny crown. 
 
 First to tread the pointed road 
 Through the deep Eed Sea of Blood : 
 Prince of Martyrs, thee behind 
 What a countless army wind 1 
 
 Thou of Virgin-mother born, 
 In this wintry world forlorn, 
 
 Jesu Lord, all praise to Thee : 
 All glory be to Father, Son, 
 And Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Unto all eternity. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, if used, " The Son of God goes forth to war,' 
 
 p. 197. 
 Evening, " How happy the mortal," p. 196. 
 
 ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST'S DAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 The life which God's Incarnate Word 
 
 Lived here below with men 
 Three blest Evangelists record 
 
 With Heaven-inspired pen : 
 
ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST^ DAY. 45 
 
 John penetrates on eagle wing 
 
 The Father's dread abode ; 
 And shows the mystery wherein 
 
 The Word subsists with God. 
 
 Pure Saint, upon his Saviour's breast 
 
 Invited to recline, 
 'Twas thence he drew, in moments blest, 
 
 His knowledge all divine : 
 
 There too with that angelic love 
 
 Did he his bosom fill, 
 Which, once enkindled from above, 
 
 Breathes in his pages still. 
 
 0, dear to Christ ! to thee upon 
 
 His cross, of all bereft, 
 Thou Virgin soul, the Virgin Son 
 
 His Virgin-mother left. 
 
 To Jesus, born of Virgin bright, 
 
 Praise with the Father be ; 
 Praise to the Spirit Paraclete, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, if used, "Blessed City, Heavenly Salem," 
 p. 217. 
 
46 ST. JOHN THE EVANGELIST'S DAY. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 An exile for the Faith 
 Of thy Incarnate Lord, 
 Beyond the stars, beyond all space 
 Thy soul unprison'd soar'd : 
 
 There saw in glory Him 
 Who liveth and was dead ; 
 There Juda's Lion, and the Lamb 
 That for our ransom bled : 
 
 There of the Kingdom learnt 
 The mysteries sublime ; — 
 How, sown in martyrs' blood, the Faith 
 Should spread from clime to clime. 
 
 There the new city, bath'd 
 In her dear Spouse's light, 
 Pure seat of bliss, thy spirit saw 
 And gloried in the sight. 
 
 Now to the Lamb's clear fount, 
 To drink of life their fill, 
 Thou callest all ; — Lord, in me 
 This blessed thirst instil. 
 
 To Jesus, Yirgin-born, 
 Praise with the Father be ; 
 Praise to the Spirit Paraclete, 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
HOLY INNOCENTS' DAT. 47 
 
 HOLY INNOCENTS' DAY. 
 
 MORNING AND EVENING. 
 
 Lovely flowers of martyrs, hail ! 
 
 Smitten by the tyrant foe 
 On life's threshold, — as the gale 
 
 Strews the roses ere they blow. 
 
 First to die for Christ, sweet lambs 
 
 At the very altar ye, 
 With your fatal crowns and palms, 
 
 Sport in your simplicity. 
 
 Honour, glory, virtue, merit, 
 
 Be to Thee, Virgin's Son, 
 With the Father, and the Spirit, 
 
 While eternal ages run. Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY, if Used. 
 
 weep not o'er thy children's tomb ! 
 
 Eachel, weep not so : 
 The bud is cropt by martyrdom, 
 
 The flower in heaven shall blow. 
 
 Firstlings of faith ! the murderer's knife 
 
 Has missed its deadliest aim : 
 The God for Whom they gave their life 
 
 For them to suffer came. 
 
48 CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST. 
 
 Though feeble were their days and few, 
 
 Baptized in blood and pain, 
 He knows them, Whom they never knew, 
 
 And they shall live again. 
 
 Then weep not o'er thy children's tomb, 
 
 Eachel, weep not so ! 
 The bud is cropt by martyrdom ; 
 
 The flower in heaven shall blow. 
 
 To Jesu, born of Virgin bright, 
 
 Praise with the Father be ; 
 Praise to the Spirit Paraclete, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 THE SUNDAY AFTEE CHEISTMAS DAY. 
 The Hymns as on Christmas Day. 
 
 THE CIECUMCISION OF CHEIST. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 The year begins with Thee, 
 And Thou beginn'st with woe, 
 To let the world of sinners see 
 That blood for sin must flow. 
 
CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST. 49 
 
 Thy infant cries, Lord, 
 Thy tears upon the breast, 
 Are not enough — the legal sword 
 Must do its stern behest. 
 
 By Blood and Water too 
 God's mark is set on Thee, 
 That in Thee every faithful view 
 Both covenants may see. 
 
 Art thou a child of tears 
 Cradled in care and woe ? 
 And seems it hard thy vernal years 
 Few vernal joys can show ? 
 
 And fall the sounds of mirth 
 Sad on thy lonely heart, 
 From all the hopes and charms of earth 
 Untimely call'd to part ? 
 
 Look here, and hold thy peace : 
 The Giver of all good 
 Even from the womb takes no release 
 From suffering, tears, and blood. 
 
 If thou would'st reap in love 
 First sow in holy fear : 
 So life a winter's morn may prove 
 To a bright endless year. 
 
50 CIRCUMCISION OF CHRIST. 
 
 To Jesus, Virgin-born, 
 Praise with the Father be ; 
 Praise to the Spirit Paraclete 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 happy day, when first was poured 
 The blood of our atoning Lord ! 
 happy day, when first began 
 His sufferings borne for sinful man ! 
 
 Just entered on this world of woe, 
 His infant blood begins to flow : 
 His future death was thus exprest 
 And thus His early love confessed. 
 
 From heaven descending to fulfil 
 The mandate of His Father's will, 
 E'en now behold the Victim lie, 
 The Lamb of God, ere long to die. 
 
 Beneath the knife behold the Child, 
 The innocent, the undefiled : 
 For captives He the ransom pays, 
 For lawless man the law obeys. 
 
THE EPIPHANY. 51 
 
 Lord, circumcise our hearts, we pray, 
 Our fleshly nature purge away ; 
 Thy Name, Thy likeness, may they bear ; 
 Yea, stamp Thy holy image there ! 
 
 The Father's Name we loudly raise ; 
 The Son, the Yirgin-born, we praise ; 
 The Holy Ghost we all adore ; 
 One God, both now and evermore. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, if used, as on Christmas Day, p. 40. 
 Evening, " The year begins with Thee," p. 48. 
 
 SECOND SUNDAY AFTEE CHEISTMAS. 
 All as on the Circumcision. 
 
 THE EPIPHANY. 
 evening before, and throughout the Week. 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning, 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us thine aid ! 
 
 Star of the East, the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Kedeemer is laid ! 
 
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52 THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 Cold on His cradle the dew drops are shining, 
 Low lies His head with the beasts of the stall ; 
 
 Angels adore Him, in slumber reclining, 
 Maker and Monarch and Saviour of all. 
 
 Say, shall we yield Him in costly devotion 
 Odours of Edom and offerings divine, 
 
 Gems of the mountain and pearls of the ocean, 
 Myrrh from the forest or gold from the mine ? 
 
 Vainly we offer each ample oblation, 
 Vainly with gifts would His favour secure ; 
 
 Eicher by far is the heart's adoration ; 
 Dearer to God are the prayers of the poor. 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons of the morning 
 Dawn on our darkness and lend us Thine aid ! 
 
 Star of the East the horizon adorning, 
 Guide where our infant Eedeemer is laid ! 
 
 morning, and through the Week. 
 
 Bethlehem ! of noblest cities 
 None can once with thee compare ; 
 
 Thou alone the Lord from heaven 
 Didst for us incarnate bear. 
 
THE EPIPHANY. 53 
 
 Fairer than the sun at morning 
 Was the star that told His birth ; 
 
 To the lands their God announcing, 
 Hid beneath a form of earth. 
 
 By its lambent beauty guided, 
 
 See the eastern kings appear ; 
 See them bend their gifts to offer, 
 
 Gifts of incense, gold and myrrh, 
 
 Offerings of mystic meaning- 
 Incense doth the God disclose ; 
 
 Gold a royal Child proclaimeth ; 
 Myrrh a future tomb foreshows. 
 
 Holy Jesu, in Thy brightness 
 To the Gentile world displayed, 
 
 With the Father and the Spirit, 
 Endless praise to Thee be paid ! Amen. 
 
 BEFOBE THE LITANY, if U8ed. 
 
 Psalm xlv. 
 
 Fairest of all men, 
 
 Thy speech is pleasant pure, 
 For God hath blessed Thee with gifts 
 
 For ever to endure. 
 
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54 THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 Thy Eoyal seat, Lord, 
 
 For ever shall regain 
 Because the sceptre of Thy realm 
 
 Doth righteousness maintain. 
 
 Because Thou lovest the right 
 
 And dost the ill detest, 
 Therefore hath God anointed Thee 
 
 With joy above the rest. 
 
 With myrrh and savours sweet 
 Thy clothes are all bespread ; 
 
 When Thou dost from Thy palace pass 
 Therein to make Thee glad. 
 
 The daughter of the King 
 
 Is glorious to behold ; 
 Within her closet she doth sit 
 
 All decked in beaten gold. 
 
 daughter, take good heed, 
 
 Incline, and give good ear ; 
 Thou must forget thy kindred all 
 
 And father's house most dear. 
 
 Instead of parents left, 
 
 O Queen, thy chance so stands, 
 
 Thou shalt have sons whom thou may'st set 
 As princes in all lands. 
 
FIRST SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 55 
 
 Wherefore Thy holy Name 
 
 All ages shall record ; 
 The people shall give thanks to Thee 
 
 For evermore, Lord. Amen. 
 
 FIEST SUNDAY AFTEK THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 Morning, " Bethlehem, of noblest cities," p. 52. 
 Before the Litany, " Fairest of all men," p. 53. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In stature grows the heavenly Child 
 
 With death before His eyes ; 
 A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild, 
 
 Prepared for Sacrifice. 
 
 The Son of God His glory hides 
 With parents mean and poor : 
 
 And He Who made the heavens abides 
 In dwelling-place obscure. 
 
 Those mighty hands that stay the sky 
 
 No earthly toil refuse, 
 And He Who set the stars on high 
 
 An humble trade pursues. 
 
56 SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 
 
 He Whom the choirs of Angels praise, 
 
 At Whose command they fly, 
 His earthly parents now obeys 
 
 And lays His glory by. 
 
 The Father's Name we loudly raise, 
 
 The Son we all adore, 
 The Holy Ghost, One God, we praise, 
 
 Both now and evermore. Amen. 
 
 SECOND SUNDAY AFTER THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 The Name of Jesus. 
 
 Jesu ! the very thought of Thee 
 With sweetness fills my breast ; 
 
 But sweeter far Thy face to see 
 And in Thy presence rest. 
 
 Nor voice can sing, nor heart can frame, 
 
 Nor can the memory find 
 A sweeter sound than Thy blest name, 
 
 O Saviour of mankind ! 
 
 Hope of every contrite heart, 
 
 O Joy of all the meek, 
 To those who fall how kind Thou art ! 
 
 How good to those who seek ! 
 
SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 57 
 
 But what to those who find ? Ah ! this 
 
 Nor tongue nor pen can show : 
 The love of Jesus, what it is, 
 
 None but His loved ones know. 
 
 Jesu ! our only joy be Thou, 
 
 As Thou our prize wilt be ; 
 Jesu ! be Thou our glory now, 
 
 And through eternity ! Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Jesu ! King most wonderful ! 
 
 Thou Conqueror renowned ! 
 Thou sweetness most ineffable ! 
 
 In Whom all joys are found ! 
 
 When once Thou visitest the heart 
 Then truth begins to shine ; 
 
 Then earthly vanities depart ; 
 Then kindles love divine. 
 
 Jesu ! Light of all below ! 
 
 Thou Fount of life and fire ! 
 Surpassing all the joys we know, 
 
 All that we can desire. 
 
58 SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 
 
 May every heart confess Thy Name, 
 
 And ever Thee adore ; 
 And seeking Thee itself inflame 
 
 To seek Thee more and more. 
 
 Thee may our tongues for ever bless ; 
 
 Thee may we love alone ; 
 And ever in our lives express 
 
 The image of Thine Own. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 O Jesu ! Thou the Beauty art 
 
 Of angel worlds above ; 
 Thy Name is music to the heart, 
 
 Enchanting it with love. 
 
 Celestial sweetness unalloyed, 
 Who eat Thee hunger still ; 
 
 Who drink of Thee still feel a void 
 Which nought but Thou can fill. 
 
 O Jesu, hear the voice, the sighs 
 Which unto Thee I send ; 
 
 To Thee mine inmost spirit cries, 
 My being's hope and end ! 
 
FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 59 
 
 Stay with us, Lord, and with Thy light 
 
 Illume the soul's abyss ; 
 Scatter the darkness of our night 
 
 And fill the world with bliss. 
 
 Jesu ! spotless virgin-flower ! 
 
 Our life and joy ! to Thee 
 Be praise, beatitude, and power, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 THIRD SUNDAY AFTER THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xlvi. 
 " God our Hope and Strength abiding," p. 37. 
 
 Evening, " Jesu ! the very thought of Thee," p. 56. 
 
 FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm cxlviii. 
 
 Praise the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him ; 
 
 Praise Him, angels, in the height : 
 Sun and moon, rejoice before Him ; 
 
 Praise Him, all ye stars and light ! 
 
60 FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY 
 
 Praise the Lord ! for He hath spoken ; 
 
 Worlds His mighty voice obeyed : 
 Laws that never shall be broken 
 
 For their guidance He has made. 
 
 Praise the Lord ! for He is glorious ; 
 
 Never shall His promise fail : 
 God hath made His saints victorious ; 
 
 Sin and death shall not prevail. 
 Praise the God of our salvation ; 
 
 Hosts on high His power proclaim ; 
 Heaven and earth and all creation, 
 
 Laud and magnify His name ! Amen. 
 
 Evening, " Jesu! the very thought of Thee," p. 56. 
 
 FIFTH SUNDAY AFTEE THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm civ. 
 
 My soul, praise the Lord, speak good of His name ; 
 
 O Lord our great God, how dost Thou appear ! 
 So passing in glory that great is Thy fame ; 
 
 Honour and majesty in Thee shine most clear. 
 
SIXTH SUNDAY AFTER EPIPHANY. 61 
 
 With light as a robe Thou hast Thee be-clad, 
 Whereby all the earth Thy greatness may see, 
 
 The heavens in such sort Thou also hast spread 
 That they to a curtain compared may be. 
 
 His chamber-beams lie in the clouds full sure, 
 Which as His chariots are made Him to bear ; 
 
 And there with much swiftness His course doth 
 endure 
 Upon the wings riding of winds in the air. 
 
 By angels in heaven of every degree 
 
 And saints upon earth all praise be addrest 
 
 To God in Three Persons, one God ever blest, 
 As it hath been, now is, and always shall be. 
 
 Amen. 
 
 Evening, " Jesu ! the very thought of Thee," p. 56. 
 
 SIXTH SUNDAY AFTEK THE EPIPHANY. 
 
 Before* the Litany, "Lo, He comes with clouds descending," p. 33. 
 Evening, " Great God, what do I s& and hear," p. 29. 
 
62 SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 EVENING BEFOBE. 
 
 Thou, Great Creator, art possessed, 
 And Thou alone, of endless rest, 
 To Angels only it belongs 
 To lift to Thee their ceaseless songs. 
 
 But we must toil and toil again 
 With ceaseless woe and endless pain ; 
 How then can we in exile drear 
 Eaise the glad song of glory here ? 
 
 O Thou, Who wilt forgiving be 
 To all who truly turn to Thee, 
 Grant us to mourn the heavy cause 
 Of all our woe, Thy broken laws. 
 
 Then to the sharp and wholesome grief 
 Let faith and hope bring due relief, 
 And we too shall be soon possessed 
 Of ceaseless songs and endless rest. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 And God the Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Let equal praise to Each be given 
 
 By men and angels, earth and heaven. Amen. 
 
SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 63 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 There is a book who runs may read 
 Which heavenly truth imparts ; 
 
 And all the lore its scholars need 
 Pure eyes and Christian hearts. 
 
 The works of God above, below, 
 
 Within us and around, 
 Are pages in that book to show 
 
 How God Himself is found. 
 
 The glorious sky embracing all 
 
 Is like the Maker's love, 
 Wherewith encompassed great and small 
 
 In peace and order move. 
 
 The moon above, the Church below, 
 
 A wondrous race they run ; 
 But all their radiance, all their glow, 
 
 Each borrows of its Sun. 
 
 The Saviour lends the light and heat 
 
 That crowns His holy hill ; 
 The saints like stars around His seat 
 
 Perform their courses still 
 
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64 SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 The dew of heaven is like Thy grace, 
 
 It steals in silence down ; 
 But where it lights the favoured place 
 
 By richest fruits is known. 
 
 One Name, above all glorious names, 
 "With its ten thousand tongues 
 
 The everlasting sea proclaims, 
 Echoing angelic songs. 
 
 The raging fire, the roaring wind, 
 Thy boundless power display : 
 
 But in the gentler breeze we find 
 Thy Spirit's viewless way. 
 
 Two worlds are ours ; 'tis only sin 
 
 Forbids us to descry 
 The mystic heaven and earth within, 
 
 Plain as the sea and sky. 
 
 Thou Who hast given me eyes to see 
 And love this sight so fair, 
 
 Give me a heart to find out Thee 
 And read Thee everywhere. Amen. 
 
SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 65 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Alleluia, song of sweetness, 
 
 Yoice of joyance, holiest lay, 
 Alleluia is the glory 
 
 Of the choirs in heavenly day, 
 Which the angels sing, abiding 
 
 In the House of God alway. 
 
 Alleluia ! Joyous Mother, 
 
 Salem, of the saints on high ; 
 Alleluia ! one to other 
 
 All thy citizens reply ; 
 Exiles we by Babel's waters 
 
 Join not yet their melody. 
 
 Alleluia ! we deserve not 
 
 Here to chant for evermore ; 
 Alleluia ! our transgressions 
 
 Make us for a while give o'er. 
 For the holy time is coming 
 
 Bidding us our sins deplore. 
 
 But Thy Godhead meekly praising, 
 
 Pray we, Blessed Trinity, 
 We at last may keep our Easter 
 
 In Thy home beyond the sky ; 
 There to Thee our Alleluia 
 
 Singing everlastingly. Amen. 
 
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66 SEPTUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 The Patriarchs. 
 
 O ye who followed Christ in love, 
 While yet He dwelt in realms above ; 
 First children of almighty grace, 
 First fathers of the faithful race ! 
 
 how can words of equal worth 
 The wonders of your faith set forth ! 
 Or tell of all your panting sighs 
 Which hope uplifted to the skies ! 
 
 In dreary exile here below 
 Ye found the world an empty show, 
 And rested on the promise high 
 Of blissful homes beyond the sky. 
 
 The heart, God, that loves Thee well 
 Still longs with Thee in peace to dwell : 
 Forbid, Lord, our souls to roam 
 And fix them on our future home. 
 
 Praise to the Father and the Son 
 
 And Holy Spirit, Three in One ; 
 
 Eternal praise to Each be given 
 
 By all on earth, and all in heaven. Amen. 
 
 Second Hymn, " An exile for the faith," p. 46. 
 
8EXAGESIMA AND QUINQUAGESIMA SUNDAYS. 67 
 
 SEXAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 Before the Litany, as on Septuagesima Sunday, p. 65. 
 Evening, as on Septuagesima Sunday, p. 66. 
 
 QUINQUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 Mobning, and on Monday and Tuesday. 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost, 
 Taught by Thee, we covet most 
 Of Thy gifts at Pentecost, 
 Holy, heavenly Love. 
 
 Faith that mountains could remove, 
 Tongues of earth or heaven above, 
 Knowledge — all things — empty prove, 
 Without heavenly Love. 
 
 Though I as a Martyr bleed, 
 Give my goods the poor to feed, 
 All is vain if love I need ; 
 Therefore, Give me Love. 
 
 Love is kind and suffers long, 
 Love is meek, and thinks no wrong, 
 Love than death itself more strong ; 
 Therefore, Give us Love. 
 
68 QUINQUAGESIMA SUNDAY. 
 
 Prophecy will fade away, 
 Melting in the light of day ; 
 Love will ever with us stay ; 
 Therefore, Give us Love. 
 
 Faith will vanish into sight ; 
 Hope be emptied in delight ; 
 Love in Heaven will shine more bright ; 
 Therefore, Give us Love. 
 
 Faith and Hope and Love we see 
 Joining hand in hand agree ; 
 But the greatest of the Three 
 And the best is Love. 
 
 From the over-shadowing 
 Of Thy gold and silver wing 
 Shed on us who to Thee sing 
 Holy, heavenly Love. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, as on Septuagesima Sunday, p. 65. 
 Evening, as on Septuagesima Sunday, p. 66. 
 
ASH WEDNESDAY. 69 
 
 ASH WEDNESDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 The solemn season calls us now 
 
 A holy fast to keep ; 
 And see within the temple how 
 
 Both priest and people weep. 
 
 But come not thou with tears alone 
 
 Or outward form of prayer ; 
 But let it in thy heart be known 
 
 That penitence is there. 
 
 Thy breast to beat, thy clothes to rend, 
 
 God asketh not of Thee ; 
 Thy stubborn soul He bids thee bend 
 
 In true humility. 
 
 O let us then with heartfelt grief 
 
 Draw near unto our God 
 And pray to Him to grant relief 
 
 And stay the uplifted rod. 
 
 Eighteous Judge, if Thou wilt deign 
 
 To grant us all we need, 
 We pray for time to turn again 
 
 And grace to turn indeed. 
 
70 LENT, tJNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 
 
 Blest Three in One, with grief sincere 
 
 To Thee we humbly pray, 
 Let fruits of penitence appear 
 
 To bless this fasting day. Amen. 
 
 SUNDAY AND TUESDAY IN LENT. 
 
 MOENING. 
 
 Psalm li. 
 
 Have mercy, Lord, on me 
 
 As Thou wert ever kind, 
 Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, 
 
 Thy wonted mercy find. 
 
 Wash off my foul offence 
 
 And cleanse me from my sin ; 
 For I confess my crime and see 
 
 How great my guilt hath been. 
 
 Against Thee, Lord, alone 
 
 And only in Thy sight 
 Have I transgressed, and though condemned 
 
 Must own Thy judgments right. 
 
 Withdraw not Thou Thy help 
 
 Nor cast me from Thy sight ; 
 Nor let Thy Holy Spirit take 
 
 His everlasting flight. 
 
LENT, UNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 71 
 
 The joy Thy favour gives 
 
 Let me again obtain ; 
 And Thy free Spirit's firm support 
 
 My fainting soul sustain. Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY ON SUNDAY. 
 
 O Lord, turn not Thy face away 
 
 From them that lowly lie, 
 Lamenting sore their sinful life 
 
 With tears and bitter cry. 
 Thy mercy-gates are open wide 
 
 To them that mourn their sin ; 
 O shut them not against us, Lord, 
 
 But let us enter in. 
 
 We need not to confess our fault, 
 
 For surely Thou canst tell ; 
 What we have done and what we are 
 
 Thou knowest very well ; 
 Therefore to beg and to entreat 
 
 With tears we come to Thee, 
 As children that have done amiss 
 
 Fall at their father's knee. 
 
72 SUNDAY, MONDAY, AND TUESDAY 
 
 And need we then, Lord, repeat 
 
 The blessing which we crave, 
 When Thou dost know, before we speak, 
 
 The thing that we would have. 
 Mercy, Lord, mercy we seek ; 
 
 This is the total sum ; 
 For mercy, Lord, is all our prayer, 
 
 O let Thy mercy come. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Saviour, when in dust to Thee 
 Low we bow the adoring knee ; 
 When repentant to the skies 
 Scarce we lift our streaming eyes ; 
 by all the pains and woe 
 Suffered once for man below, 
 Bending from Thy throne on high, 
 Hear our solemn litany. 
 
 By Thy birth, and infant years, 
 By Thy life of want, and tears, 
 By Thy days of sore distress 
 In the savage wilderness, 
 
IN LENT UNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 73 
 
 By Thy victory in the hour 
 Of the subtle Tempter's power, 
 Jesu, look with pitying eye, 
 Hear our solemn litany ' 
 
 By Thine hour of dark despair, 
 By Thine agony of prayer, 
 By the cross, the nail, the thorn, 
 Piercing spear, and torturing scoin, 
 By the gloom that veiled the skies 
 O'er the dreadful sacrifice, 
 From Thy seat above the sky 
 Hear our solemn litany ! Amen 
 
 MONDAY. 
 
 Morning, " Let all our tongues be one," p. 20. 
 Evening, " Thou, Great Creator, art possessed," _p. 62. 
 
 TUESDAY. 
 
 Morning, " Have mercy, Lord, on me," p % 70. 
 Evening, "Saviour, when in dust to Thee," .p. 72. 
 
74 WEDNESDAY AND SATURDAY 
 
 WEDNESDAY AND SATUEDAY IN LENT. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Eternal God, 
 
 Proceeding from above, 
 Both from the Father and the Son, 
 
 The God of peace and love. 
 Visit our minds, into our hearts 
 
 Thy heavenly grace inspire ; 
 That truth and godliness we may 
 
 Pursue with full desire. 
 Thou art the very Comforter 
 
 In all grief and distress, 
 The heavenly Gift of God most High, 
 
 No tongue can it express. 
 
 Holy Ghost into our minds 
 
 Send down Thy heavenly light ; 
 Kindle our hearts with fervent zeal 
 
 To serve God day and night. 
 Our weakness strengthen and confirm, 
 
 (For, Lord, Thou knowest us frail,) 
 That neither devil, world, nor flesh 
 
 Against us may prevail. 
 To God the Father laud and praise, 
 
 And to His blessed Son, 
 And to the Holy Spirit of grace, 
 
 Co-equal Three in One ! Amen, 
 
IN LENT UNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 75 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 In the hour of trial, 
 
 Jesu, pray for me ; 
 Lest by base denial 
 
 I depart from Thee. 
 When Thou seest me waver 
 
 With a look recall, 
 Nor for fear or favour 
 
 Suffer me to fall. 
 
 With its witching pleasures 
 
 Would this vain world charm, 
 Or its sordid treasures 
 
 Spread to work me harm ; 
 Bring to my remembrance 
 
 Sad Gethsemane, 
 Or in darker semblance 
 
 Cross-crowned Calvary. 
 
 If with sore affliction 
 
 Thou in love chastise 
 Pour Thy benediction 
 
 On the sacrifice : 
 Then upon Thine altar 
 
 Freely offered up, 
 Though the flesh may falter, 
 
 Faith shall drink the cup. 
 
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76 THURSDAY IN LENT 
 
 When in dust and ashes 
 
 To the grave I sink, 
 While heaven's glory flashes 
 
 O'er the shelving brink, 
 On Thy truth relying 
 
 Through that mortal strife, 
 Lord, receive me dying, 
 
 To eternal life. Amen. 
 
 THUESDAY IN LENT. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Praise to the Holiest in the height, 
 And in the depth be praise : 
 
 In all His words most wonderful, 
 Most sure in all His ways ! 
 
 Woe to thee, man ! for man was found 
 
 A recreant in the fight ; 
 And lost his heritage of heaven 
 
 And fellowship with light. 
 
 Yet to the younger race there rose 
 
 A hope upon its fall ; 
 And slowly, surely, gracefully, 
 
 The morning dawned on all. 
 
UNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 77 
 
 And quickened by the Almighty's breath, 
 
 And chastened by His rod, 
 And taught by angel- visitings, 
 
 Man sought at length his God. 
 
 And ages opening out divide 
 
 The precious and the base, 
 And from the hard and sullen mass 
 
 Mature the heirs of grace. 
 
 And evermore the quickening ray, 
 
 Lit from his second birth, 
 Makes him at length what once he was, 
 
 And heaven grows out of earth. 
 
 To Thee, Jesu, Prince of Life, 
 
 All thanks and glory be, 
 With Father, Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 To all eternity. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Praise to the Holiest in the height, 
 And in the depth be praise : 
 
 In all His words most w r onderful, 
 Most sure in all His ways ! 
 
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78 THURSDAY, FRIDAY, SATURDAY 
 
 loving wisdom of our God ! 
 
 When all was sin and shame, 
 A second Adam to the fight 
 
 And to the rescue came. 
 
 wisest love ! that flesh and blood, 
 
 Which did in Adam fail, 
 Should strive afresh against the foe, 
 
 Should strive and should prevail ; 
 
 And that a higher gift than grace 
 Should flesh and blood refine, 
 
 God's Presence and His very Self 
 And Essence all divine. 
 
 O generous love ! that He who smote 
 
 In man for man the foe 
 The double agony in man 
 
 For man should undergo ; 
 
 And in the garden secretly, 
 And on the cross on high, 
 
 Should teach His brethren and inspire 
 To suffer and to die. 
 
 To Thee, Jesu, Prince of Life, 
 
 All thanks and glory be, 
 With Father, Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 To all eternity. Amen. 
 
IN LENT UNTIL PASSION SUNDAY. 79 
 
 FKIDAY. 
 
 Morning, " By the Cross sad vigil keeping," p. 91. 
 EVENING. 
 
 "When I survey the wondrous Cross 
 On which the Prince of Glory died, 
 
 My richest gain I count but loss 
 And pour contempt on all my pride. 
 
 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast 
 Save in the death of Christ my God ! 
 
 All the vain things that charm me most, 
 I sacrifice them to His Blood. 
 
 See from His head, His hands, His feet, 
 Sorrow and love flow mingling down ! 
 
 Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, 
 Or thorns compose so rich a crown ? 
 
 "Were the whole realm of nature mine, 
 That were a present far too small ; 
 
 Love so amazing, so divine, 
 Demands my soul, my life, my all. Amen. 
 
 SATUEDAY. 
 
 morning and evening, as Wednesday. 
 
80 FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. 
 
 FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. 
 
 (PASSION SUNDAY.) 
 EVENING BEFORE PASSION SUNDAY, and SUNDAY, 
 
 Wednesday, and frtday evenings, until Thurs- 
 day before Easter. 
 
 Vexilla Regis. 
 
 The Eoyal Banners forward go ; 
 The Cross shines forth in mystic glow, 
 Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made, 
 Our sentence bore, our ransom paid. 
 
 Where deep for us the spear was dyed, 
 Life's torrent rushing from His side, 
 To wash us in that precious flood 
 Where mingled water flowed and Blood. 
 
 Fulfilled is all the mystery told 
 In dark prophetic songs of old : 
 Amid the nations God we see 
 Triumphant reigning from the tree. 
 
 Hail, wondrous altar ! Yictim hail ! 
 Thy glorious Passion shall avail, 
 Where Yery Life the death endured, 
 Yet life by that same Death procured. 
 
FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. 81 
 
 To Thee, Eternal Three in One, 
 Let homage meet by all be done : 
 Whom by the Cross Thou dost restore 
 Preserve and govern evermore ! Amen. 
 
 other evenings after Passion Sunday until 
 Thursday he fore Easter. 
 
 Jesu ! who saw'st on one sad night 
 Thine own, Thy chosen, take their flight, 
 
 And leave their Lord by stealth. 
 may we learn in grief and care 
 Those harder trials still to bear, 
 
 Prosperity and wealth. 
 
 Jesu ! who meekly silent stood 
 Before the accusing multitude, 
 
 Do Thou my tongue control ; 
 Set on my busy lips Thy seal 
 Of silence, which can often heal 
 
 The sickness of the soul. 
 
 Jesu ! Whom Peter then denied, 
 Thou with one gentle look didst chide 
 
 The weak disciple's fears ; 
 If ever I deny Thy name, 
 Thy Cross, send me speedy shame, 
 
 O give me bitter tears. 
 
82 FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. 
 
 Jesu ! with crown of ruddy thorn 
 Thy foes Thy tortured brow adorn, 
 
 And scornful hail Thee King ; 
 May I, Lord ! with heart sincere, 
 My humble zeal, my love, my fear, 
 
 And real homage bring. 
 
 Jesu ! what direst agony 
 
 Was Thine upon the bitter tree, 
 
 With healing virtues rife ! 
 O may I count all things but loss, 
 All for the glory of the Cross, 
 
 The sinner's tree of life. Amen. 
 
 morning, until Palm Sunday, 
 "Kockof Ages," p. 291. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory, 
 Tell His triumph far and wide ; 
 
 Tell aloud the famous story 
 Of His Body crucified ; 
 
 How upon the Cross a Victim, 
 Vanquishing in death, He died. 
 
FIFTH SUNDAY IN LENT. 83 
 
 Thirty years among ns dwelling, 
 
 His appointed time fulfilled, 
 Born for this, He meets His Passion, 
 
 For that this He freely willed ; 
 On the Cross the Lamb is lifted 
 
 Where His life-blood shall be spilled. 
 
 He endured the nails, the spitting, 
 
 Vinegar and spear and reed ; 
 From that Holy Body broken 
 
 Blood and Water forth proceed : 
 Earth, and stars, and sky, and ocean, 
 
 By that flood from stain are freed. 
 
 To the Trinity be glory 
 
 Everlasting, as is meet : 
 Equal to the Father, equal 
 
 To the Son and Paraclete : 
 Trinal Unity, Whose praises 
 
 All created things repeat. Amen. 
 
84 SUNDAY BEFORE EASTER. 
 
 SUNDAY BEFORE EASTER. 
 
 (PALM SUNDAY.) 
 
 morning, and on Monday and Tuesday. 
 
 Glory and laud and honour to Thee, Redeemer 
 
 King, 
 To Whom Thy children's voices made sweet 
 
 Hosannas ring. 
 
 Chorus. Glory, etc. 
 
 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal 
 
 Son, 
 Who in the Lord's name comest, the King and 
 
 blessed One. 
 
 Chorus. Glory, etc. 
 
 The company of Angels are praising Thee on high, 
 And mortal men and all things created make 
 reply. 
 
 Chorus. Glory, etc. 
 
SUNDAY BEFOBE EASTER. 85 
 
 The people of the Hebrews with palms before Thee 
 went, 
 
 Our praise and prayer and anthems before Thee we 
 present. 
 
 Chorus. Glory, etc. 
 
 To Thee before Thy Passion they raised their 
 
 hymns of praif 
 To Thee in Glory reigning our melody we raise. 
 
 5. Glory, etc. 
 
 Thou didst accept their praises, accept the prayers 
 
 we bring, 
 Who in all good delightest, Thou good and 
 
 gracious King. 
 
 Chorus. Glory, etc. 
 
 Receive instead of Palm boughs our victory o'er 
 
 the foe, 
 That in the Conqueror's triumph this strain may 
 
 ever flow. 
 
 i. Glory, etc. 
 
 Before the Litany, "Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's z'..:y. 
 Evnmte, "The Royal Banners forward go," p. 50. 
 
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86 WEEK BEFORE EASTER. 
 
 WEDNESDAY BEFOEE EASTEE. 
 
 Morning, " Rock of Ages, cleft for me, " p. 291. 
 Evening, " The Royal Banners forward go," p. 80. 
 
 THUESDAY BEFOEE EASTEE. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 The Word of God Who hid in flesh 
 Still heard in heaven the angels' lays 
 Had reached through all His life of love 
 The earthly evening of His days. 
 
 Soon with a kiss the traitor friend 
 Should yield Him to His eager foes ; 
 And He with holy charm would soothe, 
 Ere came that hour, His brethren's woes. 
 
THURSDAY BEFORE EASTER. 87 
 
 He blessed the Bread and blessed the Wine, 
 And gave them all His flesh and Blood ; 
 The bodies and the souls of men 
 Sustaining with angelic food. 
 
 So was He born their earthly friend, 
 Feasted with them their feast to be, 
 So died to ransom them from death, 
 So lives that they true life may see. 
 
 Grant, Lord, to us full sore beset 
 Eefreshment from that sacrifice 
 Whose virtue unto faithful souls 
 Eolls back the gates of Paradise. 
 
 Hear us, all glorious Trinity, 
 
 God undivided, ever blest, 
 
 And grant us all eternal life 
 
 In mansions of the heavenly rest. Amen. 
 
88 THURSDAY BEFORE EASTER. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 I. The Lord's Supper. 
 
 Sing, my tongue, the Saviour's glory, 
 Of His flesh the mystery sing ; 
 
 Of the Blood all price exceeding 
 Shed by our immortal King, 
 
 Destined for the world's redemption 
 From a noble womb to spring. 
 
 Of a pure and spotless Virgin 
 Born for us on earth below, 
 
 He, as man with man conversing, 
 Stayed the seeds of truth to sow ; 
 
 Then He closed in solemn order 
 Wondrously His life of woe. 
 
 On the night of that Last Supper 
 Seated with His chosen band 
 
 He the Paschal Yictim eating 
 First fulfils the law's command ; 
 
 Then He gives the food celestial 
 To His own with His own hands. 
 
 'Tis His Word to our receiving 
 
 Makes the bread His Flesh to be ; 
 And the wine our sins relieving 
 
THURSDAY BEFORE EASTER. 89 
 
 Blood that flowed upon the Tree ; 
 Though not seeing yet believing 
 Take we the great mystery. 
 
 To our bleeding Lord inclining 
 
 In adoring awe we bend ; 
 Ancient forms their place resigning 
 
 Unto rites of nobler end ; 
 Faith the senses dark refining 
 
 Mysteries to comprehend. 
 To the Everlasting Father, 
 
 x\nd the Son who reigns on high, 
 With the Holy Ghost proceeding 
 
 Forth from Each eternally, 
 Honour, glory, virtue, blessing, 
 
 Praise, and might, and majesty. Amen. 
 
 II. The Agony. 
 
 Deep waters have come in, Lord, 
 All darkly on Thy human soul ; 
 
 And clouds of supernatural gloom 
 Around Thee are allowed to roll. 
 
 Sin and the Father's anger ! They 
 Have made Thy lower nature faint ; 
 
 All save the Love within Thy heart 
 Seemed for the moment to be spent. 
 
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90 GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 My God ! my God ! and can it be 
 That I should sin so lightly now, 
 
 And think no more of evil thoughts 
 
 Than of the wind that waves the bough ? 
 
 Will it be alway thus, Lord ? 
 
 Wilt Thou not work this hour in me 
 The grace Thy Passion merited, 
 
 Hatred of self and love of Thee ? 
 
 Ever when tempted, make me see, 
 
 Beneath the olive's moon-pierced shade, 
 
 My God, alone, outstretched, and bruised 
 And bleeding on the earth He made. Amen. 
 
 GOOD EEIDAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 come and let us mourn awhile, 
 come we to the Saviour's side ; 
 
 come, together let us mourn, 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
 Have we no hearts to grieve for Him, 
 While soldiers scoff and Jews deride ? 
 
 Ah, look how patiently he hangs ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
GOOD FRIDAY. 91 
 
 Seven times He spake, seven words of love, 
 And all three hours His silence cried 
 
 For mercy on the souls of men ; 
 Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 
 
 Love of God ! sin of man ! 
 
 In this dread act your strength is tried ; 
 And victory remains with Love, 
 
 For Love Himself is crucified. Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY.* 
 
 Stdbat Mater. 
 
 1. By the Cross sad vigil keeping 
 Stood the mother, doleful, weeping, 
 
 Where her Son extended hung : 
 And the piercing sword deep driven 
 Hath aghast and sorrow-riven 
 
 All her soul with anguish wrung. 
 
 2. how sad and sore distressed 
 Now was she, that mother blessed 
 
 Of the sole-begotten One ! 
 AVoe-begone, with heart's prostration, 
 Mother meek, the bitter Passion 
 
 Saw she of her glorious Son. 
 
 * Morning of First Friday in Lent, verses 1, 2, 3; second, 1, 3, 4; 
 third, 1, 5, 7 ; fourth, 1, 7, 8 ; fifth, 1, 7, 8. 
 
2 GOOD FRIDAY. 
 
 3. Who, on Christ's fond mother looking, 
 Such extreme affliction brooking, 
 
 Born of woman would not weep ? 
 Who, upon the grief amazing 
 Of that Son and Mother gazing, 
 
 Would not share the sorrow deep ? 
 
 4. For the offences of His nation 
 Christ she saw in tribulation, 
 
 Saw with thorns, with scourges rent : 
 Her sweet Son from judgment taken, 
 Dying, and of all forsaken, 
 
 While His spirit forth He sent. 
 
 5. With Thy Mother's deep devotion 
 Make me feel her strong emotion, 
 
 Fount of Love, Eedeemer kind : 
 That my heart fresh ardour proving, 
 Thee, my God and Saviour, loving, 
 
 May with Thee acceptance find. 
 
 6. Make me weep beside Thee ever, 
 From Thy cross may nought dissever 
 
 Me, so long as I shall live ; 
 Near it let me stand and sorrow, 
 Hallowing many a mournful morrow 
 
 With the tears that Thou shalt give. 
 
GOOD FRIDAY. 93 
 
 7. There, by Thy blest Mother bending, 
 Tears with tears so holy blending, 
 
 Let me in her angnish share : 
 Let me eveiy lust denying 
 Feel within my Saviour's dying, 
 
 Of Thy wounds some impress bear. 
 
 8. Jesu, may Thy cross defend me, 
 Through Thy Death salvation send me, 
 
 Shield me with Thy grace and love ! 
 When death severs flesh and spirit 
 May my soul through Thee inherit 
 
 Thy bright Paradise above ! Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Jesu ! as though Thyself wert here 
 I draw in trembling sorrow near ; 
 And, hanging o'er Thy Form divine, 
 Kneel down to kiss these wounds of Thine. 
 
 Ah me, how naked art Thou laid, 
 Bloodstained, distended, cold, and dead, 
 Joy of my soul, my Saviour sweet, 
 Upon Thy sacred winding-sheet. 
 
94 EASTER EVEN. 
 
 Hail, awful Brow ! hail, thorny wreath ! 
 Hail, Countenance now pale in death ! 
 Whose glance but late so brightly blazed 
 That angels trembled as they gazed. 
 
 by those sacred hands and feet 
 
 For me so mangled, I entreat, 
 
 My Jesu, turn me not away, 
 
 But let me here for ever stay. Amen. 
 
 Second Hymn, "Now the day's declining wheel," p. 21, 
 
 EASTEE EVEN. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Sabbath of the saints of old, 
 Day of mysteries manifold, 
 By the great Creator blest, 
 Type of His eternal rest ; 
 Sanctified with thought of Thee 
 Be the closing week to me. 
 
 Besting from His work the Lord 
 Spake to-day the hallowing word ; 
 
EASTER EVEN. 95 
 
 And His wondrous labours done 
 Now the Everlasting Son 
 Gave to heaven and earth the sign 
 Of a wonder more divine. 
 
 Eesting from His work to-day 
 In the tomb the Saviour lay, 
 Once again from head to feet 
 Swathed, but in the winding-sheet ; 
 Lying in the rock alone, 
 Hid behind the sealed stone. 
 
 All that seventh day long, I ween, 
 Mournful watched the Magdalene, 
 Eising early, resting late, 
 By the sepulchre to wait, 
 In the holy garden glade 
 Where her buried Lord was laid. 
 
 So with Thee till life shall end 
 I would solemn vigil spend : 
 Let me, Lord, prepare a shrine 
 In this rocky heart of mine, 
 Where in pure embalmed cell 
 None but Thou may ever dwell. 
 
 Myrrh and spices I will bring, 
 True affection's offering ; 
 
96 EASTER DAY. 
 
 Close the door from sight and sound 
 Of the busy world around ; 
 And in patient watch remain 
 Till my Lord appear again. 
 
 Still with Thee their Sabbath keep 
 They who 'neath the altar sleep. 
 Scarce a day perchance doth seem 
 All their long unbodied dream, 
 'Twixt their rest from labour past 
 And their waking at the last. 
 
 Then, the new creation done, 
 
 The endless rest shall be begun. 
 
 Jesu ! keep me safe from sin, 
 
 With Thee may I enter in, 
 
 And all fear and toil at end 
 
 To Thy resting-place ascend ! Amen. 
 
 EASTEE DAY. 
 
 evening before, and until Third Sunday after, 
 
 Easter. 
 
 At the Lamb's high feast we sing 
 Praise to our victorious King, 
 Who hath washed our robes from stain, 
 Brought us through the Egyptian main. 
 
EASTER DAY. 97 
 
 Praise we Him Whose love divine 
 Gives His guests His blood for wine, 
 Gives His body for the feast, 
 Christ the Victim, Christ the Priest. 
 
 Where the Paschal blood is poured 
 Death's dark angel sheathes his sword ; 
 Israel's hosts triumphant go 
 Through the wave that drowns the foe. 
 
 Praise we Christ Whose blood was shed, 
 Paschal Victim, Paschal Bread ; 
 With sincerity and love 
 Eat the manna from above. 
 
 Easter triumph, Easter joy, — 
 Sin alone can this destroy : 
 From the power of sin set free 
 Souls new-born, Lord, in Thee. 
 
 Hymns of glory and of praise, 
 Father, unto Thee we raise ; 
 Eisen Lord, all praise to Thee 
 With the Spirit ever be. Amen. 
 
98 EASTER DAY. 
 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 Jesus Christ is risen to-day, Alleluia ! 
 Our triumphant holy day, Alleluia ! 
 Who did once upon the Cross, Alleluia ! 
 Suffer to redeem our loss, Alleluia ! 
 
 Hymns of praise then let us sing, Alleluia ! 
 Unto Christ our heavenly King, Alleluia ! 
 Who endured the Cross and Grave, Alleluia ! 
 Sinners to redeem and save, Alleluia ! 
 
 But the pain which He endured, Alleluia ! 
 Our salvation hath procured, Alleluia ! 
 Now above the sky He's King, Alleluia ! 
 Where the angels ever sing, Alleluia ! Amen. 
 
 before the litany, and until Ascension Day. 
 
 Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia. 
 Ye sons and daughters of the King 
 Whom heavenly hosts in glory sing, 
 To-day the grave hath lost its sting. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
EASTER DAY. 99 
 
 On that first morning of the week, 
 Before the day began to break, 
 They went their buried Lord to seek. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 The holy women, faithful three, 
 Soon as the Sabbath set them free, 
 To embalm their Lord came lovingly. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 An angel clad in white was he 
 That sate and spake unto the three, 
 " Your Lord is gone to Galilee." 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 When John the Apostle heard the fame 
 He to the tomb with Peter came ; 
 But faster sped and found the same. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 That night the apostles met in fear ; 
 Amidst them came their Lord most dear 
 And said, " Peace be unto all here ! " 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 But Thomas, who had later heard 
 That Jesus had fulfilled His word, 
 Still doubted if it were the Lord. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
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100 EASTEB DAY. 
 
 " Thomas behold my side," said He ; 
 " My hands, My feet, My body see, 
 " And doubt not, but believe in Me." 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 No longer Thomas then denied ; 
 He saw the hands, the feet, the side : 
 " Thou art my Lord and God," he cried. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Blessed are they that have not seen 
 And yet whose faith hath constant been : 
 In life eternal they shall reign. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 On this most holy day of days 
 
 To God both hearts and voices raise 
 
 In honour, blessing, and in praise ! 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Whose mercy ever runneth o'er, 
 Whom men and Angel hosts adore, 
 To Him be glory evermore. 
 
 Alleluia. Alleluia. Alleluia. Amen! 
 
FIRST AND SECOND SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. 101 
 
 FIEST SUNDAY AFTEE EASTEE. 
 
 (LOW SUNDAY.) 
 
 All the Htmxs as on Easter Day, p. 96. 
 
 SECOND SUNDAY AFTEE EASTEE. 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 The dawn was purpling o'er the sky ; 
 
 With alleluias rang the air ; 
 Earth held a glorious jubilee ; 
 
 Hell wailed aghast in fierce despair. 
 
 When He, Whom stone and seal and guard 
 
 Had safely to the tomb consigned, 
 Triumphant rose and buried Death 
 
 Deep in the grave He left behind. 
 
 " Calm all your grief and still your tears," 
 
 Hark the descending angel cries, 
 " For Christ is risen from the dead 
 
 And Death is slain no more to rise." 
 
 O Jesu ! from the death of sin 
 Keep us, we pray, so shalt Thou be 
 
 The everlasting Paschal joy 
 
 Of all the souls new-born in Thee. 
 
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102 THIRD SUNDAY AFTER EASTER, 
 
 Now to the Father, and the Son 
 
 Who rose from death, be glory given, 
 
 With Thee, Holy Comforter, 
 Henceforth by all in earth and heaven. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, as on Easter Day, " Ye sons and daughters of 
 
 the King," p. 98. 
 Evening, as on Easter Even, " At the Lamb's high feast we sing," 
 
 p. 96, and through the week. 
 
 THIED SUNDAY AFTEK EASTEK. 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 Ye choirs of New Jerusalem, 
 
 Your sweetest notes employ 
 The Paschal victory to hymn 
 
 In strains of holy joy ; 
 
 How Judah's Lion burst His chains 
 And crush'd the Serpent's head, 
 
 To bring with Him from death's domains 
 The long-imprisoned dead. 
 
 From heirs devouring jaws the prey 
 
 Alone our Leader bore ; 
 His ransomed hosts pursue their way 
 
 Where He hath gone before. 
 
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 Triumphant in His glory now 
 
 His sceptre ruleth all ; 
 Earth, heaven, and hell before Him bow 
 
 And at His footstool fall. 
 
 While joyful thus His praise we sing 
 
 His mercy we implore 
 Into His palace bright to bring 
 
 And keep us evermore. 
 
 Praise to the Father, and the Son 
 
 Who from the dead arose, 
 Praise to the Spirit Paraclete 
 
 While age on ages flows. Amen. 
 
 Befoee the Litany, as on Easter Day, p. 98. 
 
 evening, and through the week. 
 
 Jesus lives ! No longer now 
 
 Can thy terrors, Death, appal us ; 
 
 Jesus lives ! By this we know 
 
 Thou, Grave, canst not enthral us. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Jesus lives ! henceforth is death 
 
 But the gate of Life Immortal ; 
 This shall calm our trembling breath, 
 
 When we pass its gloomy portal. 
 
 Alleluia. 
 
104 FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. 
 
 Jesus lives ! for us He died : 
 
 Then, alone to Jesus living, 
 Pure in heart may we abide 
 
 Glory to our Saviour giving. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Jesus lives ! our hearts know well 
 Nought from us His love shall sever ; 
 
 Life, nor Death, nor powers of Hell, 
 Tear us from His keeping ever. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Jesus lives ! to Him the Throne, 
 
 Over all the world is given : 
 May we go where He is gone, 
 
 Eest and reign with Him in Heaven. 
 
 Alleluia ! Amen. 
 
 FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. 
 morning, and through the week. 
 
 Thou, the Heaven's eternal King, 
 Lord of the starry spheres ! 
 
 Who with the Father equal art 
 From everlasting years. 
 
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 All praise to Thy most Holy Name, 
 
 Who, when the world began, 
 Yoking the souls with clay, didst form 
 
 In Thine own Image Man. 
 
 And praise to Thee, Who, when the Foe 
 
 Had marr'd Thy work sublime, 
 Clothing Thyself in flesh didst mould 
 
 Our race a second time ; 
 
 When from the tomb new-born as from 
 
 A Yirgin born before 
 Thou didst renew our fallen state 
 
 And life to man restore. 
 
 Eternal Shepherd, Who Thy flock 
 
 In Thy pure fount dost lave, 
 Where souls are cleansed and all their guilt 
 
 Buried as in a grave ; 
 
 Jesu, Who to the Cross wast nailed 
 
 Our countless debt to pay ; 
 Jesu, Who lavishly didst pour 
 
 Thy Blood for us away. 
 
 Jesu, from the death of sin 
 
 Keep us ; and deign to be 
 The everlasting Paschal joy 
 
 Of souls new born in Thee. 
 
10 Gr FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER EASTER. 
 
 Praise to the Father, and the Son 
 Who from the dead arose, 
 
 With Thee, Blessed Paraclete, 
 While age on ages flows. Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, as on Faster Day, p. 98. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 As even the lifeless stone was dear 
 For thoughts of Him who late lay there, 
 So the base world, now Christ has died, 
 Ennobled is and glorified. 
 
 'Tis now a place where angels use 
 To come and go with heavenly news, 
 And in the ears of mourners say, 
 11 Come, see the place where Jesus lay." 
 
 'Tis now a fane where love can find 
 Christ everywhere embalmed and shrined ; 
 Aye gathering up memorials sweet 
 Where'er she sets her duteous feet. Amen. 
 
ASCENSION DAY. 107 
 
 FIFTH SUNDAY AFTEE EASTER. 
 
 (ROGATION SUNDAY.) 
 
 Morning, until Ascension Day, " throned, crowned," p. 201. 
 All the other Hymns, as on Easter Day, p. 93. 
 
 ASCENSION DAY. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Hail the day that sees Him rise, Alleluia 1 
 Glorious to His native skies, Alleluia ! 
 Christ, awhile to mortals given, Alleluia ! 
 Enters now the highest Heaven, Alleluia ! 
 
 Thee the glorious triumph waits, Alleluia ! 
 Lift your heads, eternal gates ! Alleluia ! 
 Christ has vanquished death and sin, Alleluia ! 
 Take the King of glory in. Alleluia ! 
 
 Lo ! the Heaven its Lord receives, Alleluia ! 
 Yet He loves the earth He leaves ; Alleluia ! 
 Though returning to His Throne, Alleluia ! 
 Still He calls mankind His own. Alleluia ! 
 
 Still for us He intercedes, Alleluia! 
 His prevailing Death He pleads, Alleluia ! 
 Near Himself prepares our place, Alleluia ! 
 Harbinger of human race. Alleluia ! 
 
108 ASCENSION DAY. 
 
 though parted from our sight, Alleluia ! 
 Far above the azure height, Alleluia ! 
 Grant our hearts may thither rise, Alleluia ! 
 Seeking Thee above the skies, Alleluia ! Amen. 
 
 morning, until Whitsunday.* 
 
 1. King eternal, King most high, 
 Who for lost man didst freely die, 
 Thy warfare with the grave is done, 
 Thy last and greatest glory won. 
 
 2. Ascending by the starry road 
 
 This day Thou wentest home to God ; 
 
 Henceforth upon the throne divine 
 
 The powers of heaven and earth are Thine. 
 
 3. The triple frame of earth and heaven 
 And things beneath to Thee is given, 
 And every tongue confesseth Thee, 
 And at Thy Name bows every knee. 
 
 4. And angels tremble while they scan 
 The changed estate of fallen man, 
 For Flesh removes his fleshly stains, 
 And Flesh assumed to Godhead reigns. 
 
 * Weekdays, verses 1, 2, 4, 5, 8. 
 
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 5. Be Thou our joy on earth, Lord, 
 Be Thou in heaven our great reward ; 
 Earth's joys to Thee are nothing worth, 
 The Joy and Crown of heaven and earth. 
 
 6. We pray Thee to unloose the chain, 
 That binds us to a world of pain, 
 And draw our hearts by cords of grace 
 To Thy celestial dwelling place. 
 
 7. So at Thy last most dread return 
 When skies in wrathful glory burn, 
 Our sins wiped out for evermore 
 Thou shalt our forfeit crowns restore. 
 
 8. All glory, Christ, to Thee be given 
 Ascending o'er the stars of heaven : 
 All glory ever as is meet 
 
 To Father and to Paraclete. Amen. 
 
 Evening, "Hail the day," p. 107. 
 
 FOLLOWING EVENINGS, Until WMtsUll Eve. 
 
 The High-priest once a year 
 
 Went in the Holy Place 
 With garments white and clear, 
 
 It was the Day of Grace. 
 
110 SUNDAY AFTER ASCENSION DAY. 
 
 Without the people stood 
 
 While unseen and alone 
 With incense and with blood 
 
 He did for them atone. 
 
 So we without abide 
 
 A few short passing years, 
 
 While Christ Who for us died 
 Before our God appears. 
 
 Before His Father there 
 His Sacrifice He pleads, 
 
 And with unceasing prayer 
 For us He intercedes. 
 
 SUNDAY AFTER ASCENSION DAY. 
 
 Morning, "0 King Eternal, King most high," p. 108. 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Where high the Heavenly Temple stands, 
 The house of God not made with hands, 
 A great High-priest our nature wears, 
 The guardian of mankind appears. 
 
 He Who for men their Surety stood 
 And poured on earth His precious blood 
 Pursues in heaven His mighty plan, 
 The Saviour and the Friend of man. 
 
SUNDAY AFTER ASCENSION DAY. Ill 
 
 Though now ascended up on high 
 He bends on earth a brother's eye ; 
 Partaker of the human name 
 He knows the frailty of our frame. 
 
 Our Fellow-sufferer yet retains 
 A fellow-feeling of our pains, 
 And still remembers in the skies 
 His tears, His agonies and cries. 
 
 In every pang that rends the heart 
 The Man of Sorrows had a part, 
 He sympathises with our grief 
 And to the sufferer sends relief. 
 
 With boldness therefore at the throne 
 Let us make all our sorrows known, 
 And seek the aid of heavenly power 
 To help us in the evil hour. 
 
 Praise we the Father, praise the Son, 
 Our woes and weakness Who hath known, 
 Let equal praise to Spirit blest 
 By men and angels be addressed. Amen. 
 
 Evening, " The High-priest once a year," p. 109. 
 
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112 WHITSUNDAY. 
 
 WHITSUNDAY. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Kuler of the hosts of light, 
 Death had yielded to Thy might, 
 And Thy blood hath marked a road 
 Which will lead us back to God. 
 
 From Thy dwelling-place above, 
 From Thy Father's home of love, 
 Guard us still with watchful eye 
 Through this vale of misery. 
 
 Seated on that glorious throne 
 Which Thy mortal travail won, 
 Now fulfil Thy promise given, 
 Send the Holy Ghost from heaven. 
 
 Praise the Son Who reigns on high 
 With the Father in the sky, 
 And the Holy Ghost adore, 
 One true God for evermore. Amen. 
 
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 morning, until Trinity Sunday. 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 
 
 And lighten with celestial fire. 
 
 Thou the anointing Spirit art 
 
 Who dost Thy seven-fold gifts impart. 
 
 Thy blessed Unction from above 
 
 Is comfort, life, and fire of love. 
 
 Enable with perpetual light 
 
 The dulness of our blinded sight. 
 
 Anoint and cheer our soiled face 
 
 With the abundance of Thy grace. 
 
 Keep far our foes, give peace at home : 
 
 Where Thou art guide no ill can come, 
 
 Teach us to know the Father, Son, 
 
 And Thee, of Both, to be but One, 
 
 That through the ages all along 
 
 This may be our endless song ; 
 Praise to Thine eternal merit, 
 Father, Son, and Holy Spirit. Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Eternal God, 
 
 Proceeding from above, 
 Both from the Father and the Son, 
 
 The God of peace and love. 
 
114 WHITSUNDAY. 
 
 Visit our minds, into our hearts 
 Thy heavenly grace inspire ; 
 
 That truth and godliness we may 
 Pursue with full desire. 
 
 Thou art the very Comforter 
 
 In all grief and distress. 
 The heavenly Gift of God most High, 
 
 No tongue can it express. 
 
 The Fountain and the living Spring 
 
 Of joy celestial, 
 The Fire so bright, the Love so sweet, 
 
 The Unction spiritual. 
 
 Thou in Thy gifts art manifold, 
 
 By them Christ's Church doth stand, 
 
 In faithful hearts Thou writ'st Thy law, 
 The Finger of God's hand. 
 
 According to Thy promise, Lord, 
 Thou givest speech with grace, 
 
 That through Thy help God's praises may 
 Eesound in every place. 
 
 O Holy Ghost, into our minds 
 Send down Thy heavenly light ; 
 
 Kindle our hearts with fervent zeal 
 To serve God day and night. 
 
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 Our weakness strengthen and confirm, 
 (For, Lord, Thou knowest us frail,) 
 
 That neither devil, world, nor flesh 
 Against us may prevail. 
 
 Such measures of Thy powerful grace 
 
 Grant, Lord, to us we pray, 
 That Thou mayest be our Comforter 
 
 At the last dreadful day. 
 
 Grant us the grace that we may know 
 
 The Father of all might ; 
 That we of His beloved Son 
 
 May gain the blissful sight ; 
 
 And that we may with perfect faith 
 
 Ever acknowledge Thee, 
 The Spirit of Father and of Son, 
 
 One God in Persons Three. 
 
 To God the Father laud and praise, 
 
 And to His blessed Son, 
 And to the Holy Spirit of grace, 
 
 Co-equal Three in One ! Amen. 
 
116 WHITSUNDAY. 
 
 evening, and till Trinity Eve. 
 
 When God of old came down from heaven 
 In power and wrath He came ; 
 
 Before His feet the clouds were riven, 
 Half darkness and half flame. 
 
 But when He came the second time 
 
 He came in power and love ; 
 Softer than gale at morning prime 
 
 Hovered His Holy Dove. 
 
 The fires that rushed on Sinai down 
 
 In sudden torrents dread 
 Now gently light a glorious crown 
 
 On every sainted head. 
 
 Like arrows went those lightnings forth 
 Winged with the sinner's doom, 
 
 But these like tongues o'er all the earth 
 Proclaiming life to come. 
 
 And as on Israel's awe-struck ear 
 
 The voice exceeding loud, 
 The trump that angels quake to hear, 
 
 Thrilled from the deep dark cloud ; 
 
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 So when the Spirit of our God 
 
 Came down His flock to find, 
 A voice from heaven was heard abroad 
 
 A rushing mighty wind. 
 
 It fills the church of God ; It fills 
 
 The sinful world around : 
 Only in stubborn hearts and wills 
 
 No place for It is found. 
 
 Come Lord, come Wisdom, Love and Power 
 
 Open our ears to hear : 
 Let us not miss the accepted hour ; 
 
 Save Lord, by love or fear. Amen. 
 
 TKINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 Evening before, " The fiery sun is gone, "p. 18. 
 
 mokning, and Monday and Tuesday morning. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty! 
 
 Early in the morning our song shall rise to 
 Thee; 
 Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! 
 
 God in three Persons, blessed Trinity ! 
 
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 TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy ! all the saints adore Thee, 
 
 Casting down their golden crowns around the 
 glassy sea ; 
 
 Cherubim and Seraphim falling down before Thee, 
 Which wert and art and evermore shalt be. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy ! though the darkness hide Thee, 
 Though the eye of sinful man Thy glory may not 
 see, 
 
 Only Thou art holy, there is none beside Thee, 
 Perfect in power, in love, and purity. 
 
 Holy, holy, holy ! Lord God Almighty ! 
 
 All Thy works shall praise Thy name in earth 
 and sky and sea. 
 Holy, holy, holy ! merciful and mighty ! 
 
 God in three Persons, blessed Trinity ! Amen. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Creator, Saviour, strengthening Guide, 
 Now on Thy mercy's ocean wide 
 Far out of sight we seem to glide. 
 
 Eternal One, Almighty Trine, 
 
 Since Thou art ours and wc arc Thine, 
 
 By all Thy love did once resign, 
 
FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 119 
 
 By all the Grace Thy heavens still hide, 
 
 We pray Thee keep us at Thy side 
 
 Creator, Saviour, strengthening Guide ! Amen. 
 
 Evening, " The fiery sun is gone," p. 18. 
 
 FIEST SUNDAY AFTEK TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm i. 
 
 Blest is the man who walks with God 
 
 Of worldly counsels ware, 
 Stands not in sinner's devious road 
 
 Nor sits in scorner's chair. 
 
 But in the Lord's own word and way 
 
 Is ever his delight ; 
 The cloud that guides him day by day, 
 
 The pillared fire by night. 
 
 His works shall prosper like the tree 
 
 By living waters fed ; 
 "Which bears aloft unfadingly 
 
 Its fair and fruitful head. 
 No state like this the ungodly know, 
 
 Their joy may never last ; 
 Like to the chaff which to and fro 
 
 Is scattered by the blast. 
 
120 FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 So in the awful day of doom 
 The godless shall not stand ; 
 
 Nor wicked men with saints find room 
 Secure at God's right hand. 
 
 The sinner's way must end in wrath ; 
 
 But God hath seen and known 
 In life and death His people's path. 
 
 And He will save His own. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 One mighty God of Heaven, 
 
 All glory by the angel host 
 
 And saints on earth be given. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " We love Him because He first loved us."— Ep. 
 
 My God, I love Thee, not because 
 I hope for Heaven thereby ; 
 
 Nor because they who love Thee not 
 Must burn eternally. 
 
 Thou, my Jesu, Thou didst me 
 
 Upon the Cross embrace ; 
 For me didst bear the nails and spear 
 
 And manifold disgrace, 
 
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 And griefs and torments numberless 
 
 And sweat of agony, 
 E'en death itself, and all for one 
 
 Who was Thine enemy. 
 
 Then why, blessed Jesus Christ, 
 
 Should I not love Thee w T ell, 
 Not for the sake of winning Heaven 
 
 Or of escaping Hell : 
 
 Not with the hope of gaining ought, 
 
 Not seeking a reward ; 
 But as Thyself hast loved me, 
 
 ever-loving Lord ? 
 
 E'en so I love Thee and will love 
 
 And in Thy praise will sing, 
 Solely because Thou art my God 
 
 And my eternal King. Amen. 
 
 SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm viii. 
 
 Thou to Whom all creatures bow 
 
 Within this earthly frame, 
 Through all the world how great art Thou, 
 
 How glorious is Thy Name ! 
 
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122 SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 In heaven Thy wondrous acts are sung 
 
 Nor fully reckoned there ; 
 And yet Thou makest the infant tongue 
 
 Thy boundless praise declare. 
 
 Through Thee the weak confound the strong 
 
 And crush their haughty foes ; 
 And so Thou quellest the wicked throng 
 
 That Thee and Thine oppose. 
 
 Thou to whom all creatures bow 
 
 Within this earthly frame, 
 Through all the world how great art Thou, 
 
 How glorious is Thy name ! 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 One mighty God of Heaven, 
 All glory by the angel host 
 
 And saints on earth be given. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 1 Hereby we know that He abideth in us, by the Spirit which He 
 hath given us." — Ep. 
 
 Thou Who on Thy sainted choir 
 Didst light in cloven tongues of fire, 
 Spirit of power, on us come down 
 With light and life our heads to crown. 
 
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 Come like a dove upon its nest, 
 O'er this Thy gathered household rest, 
 Till each one's inmost soul be stirred 
 ^With Thy still voice, Thy mighty word. 
 
 So shall this roof Thy praise prolong, 
 Nor ever from our lips the song 
 Of " Peace on earth to men of peace" 
 And " Glory to our God " shall cease. 
 
 Praise to the Father and the Son 
 
 And Holy Spirit, Three in One, 
 
 Eternal praise to Each be given 
 
 By all on earth and all in heaven. Amen. 
 
 THIRD SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm Ixxxiv. 
 
 God of hosts, the mighty Lord, 
 
 How lovely is the place 
 Where Thou, enthroned in glory, shewest 
 
 The brightness of Thy face ! 
 
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124 THIRD SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 My longing soul faints with desire 
 
 To view Thy blest abode ; 
 My panting heart and flesh cry out 
 
 For Thee, the living God. 
 
 Lord of Hosts, my King and God, 
 
 How highly blest are they 
 Who in Thy temple always dwell 
 
 And there Thy praise display. 
 
 Thrice happy they whose choice has Thee 
 
 Their sure protection made ; 
 Who long to tread the sacred ways 
 
 That to Thy dwelling lead. 
 
 They shall proceed from strength to strength 
 
 And still approach more near, 
 Till all on Sion's holy mount 
 
 Before their God appear. 
 
 Glory to God for ever be 
 
 From angels and from men, 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 For evermore, Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 M Let us not love in word."— Ep. 
 
 "Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost," p. 67. 
 
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 FOUETH SUNDAY AFTEE TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xviii. 
 
 God, my strength and fortitude, 
 
 Of force I must love Thee ; 
 Thou art my castle and defence 
 
 In my necessity : 
 
 My God, my rock in Whom I trust, 
 
 The worker of my wealth, 
 My refuge, buckler, and my shield, 
 
 The horn of all my health. 
 
 Full sore beset with pain and grief 
 
 I prayed to God for Grace, 
 And He forthwith did hear my voice 
 
 Out of His holy place. 
 
 The Lord descended from above 
 And bowed the heavens high, 
 
 And underneath His feet He cast 
 The darkness of the sky : 
 
 On Cherubim and Seraphim 
 
 Full royally He rode, 
 And on the wings of mighty winds 
 
 Came flying all abroad. 
 
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126 FOUKTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Now blessed be the living Lord, 
 Most worthy of all praise, 
 
 That is my rock and saving health, 
 Blessed be He always. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Thou being our Ruler and Guide." — Coll. 
 
 Thou, to Whose all-searching sight 
 The darkness shineth as the light, 
 Search, prove my heart, it pants for Thee, 
 burst these bands and set it free. 
 
 If in this darksome wild I stray 
 
 Be Thou my Light, be Thou my Way, 
 
 No foes nor violence I fear, 
 
 No fraud, while Thou my God art near. 
 
 When rising floods my soul o'erflow, 
 When sinks my heart in waves of woe, 
 Jesu, Thy timely aid impart, 
 And raise my head and cheer my heart. 
 
 Saviour, where'er Thy steps I see, 
 Dauntless, untired, I follow Thee, 
 O let Thy hand support me still 
 And lead me to Thy holy hill. 
 
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 If rough and stormy be the way 
 My strength proportion to my day, 
 Till toil and grief and pain shall cease 
 Where all is calm and joy and peace. Amen. 
 
 FIFTH SUNDAY AFTEE TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xxv i. 
 
 Lord, be my Judge, for I have trod 
 
 Mine own true simple way ; 
 Have cast my care upon my God, 
 
 With Him unswerving stay. 
 
 My foot is firm, Almighty, prove 
 
 And search me : try with fire 
 My reins and heart ; I watch Thy love 
 
 With eye of deep desire. 
 
 I watch Thy love and walk Thy way, 
 
 Thy way so clear and bright, 
 Xor with the false sit down nor stray 
 
 With haters of the light. 
 
 Around Thine Altar, Lord, to go 
 
 With tones that rise and fall 
 In full melodious praise, and shew 
 
 Thy wonders each and all, 
 
128 FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 The house and home Thou countest Thine, 
 The tent where Thou dost dwell 
 
 And spread Thy glory for a shrine, 
 I love it, Lord, full well. 
 
 Eedeem me, love me, Lord — 'tis done ; 
 
 I stand in even ways, 
 High in Thy courts my place is won, 
 
 I sing Jehovah's praise. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 
 
 By saints in earth and heaven 
 All glory while all ages roll 
 
 In sweetest strains be given. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 (Bine fegte 'Burg tgt utiger (&att. 
 
 " Thou comest to me with a sword, and with a spear, and with a shield ; 
 but I come to thee in the name of the Lord of Hosts." — Less. 
 
 A Tower of Strength our God doth stand, 
 
 A shield and sure defender : 
 True help from all our woes His hand 
 
 Through life doth freely render. 
 Our foe hath fixed his purpose fell, 
 With might and craft he's armed full well, 
 
 On earth is not his fellow. 
 
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 With force of arms we nothing can, 
 
 Full soon were we o'erridden ; 
 But for us fights the goodly man 
 
 Whom God Himself hath bidden. 
 Ask ye His name ? 'Tis Christ our Lord, 
 The God of Hosts alone adored, 
 
 Our Champion, none dare brave Him. 
 
 Should hell's whole legions round us press 
 
 All banded to devour us, 
 Yet this should work us good success 
 
 Nor fear e'en then o'erpower us : 
 Though this world's prince look fierce and bold, 
 It matters not, his doom is told, 
 
 A single word can foil him. 
 
 Our foes must let the Word stand sure ; 
 
 No thanks for this they're reaping ; 
 God Spirit in His way secure, 
 
 God's grace our souls is keeping ; 
 Those foes may spoil all earthly bliss ; 
 Let be ! they win no gain from this, 
 
 God's kingdom still is left us. Amen. 
 
130 SIXTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 SIXTH SUNDAY AFTER TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xxiii. 
 
 My shepherd is the living Lord, 
 
 Nothing therefore I need ; 
 In pastures fair by waters calm 
 
 He setteth me to feed. 
 
 He shall convert and glad my soul 
 And bring my mind in frame 
 
 To walk in paths of righteousness 
 For His most Holy Name. 
 
 Yea though I walk in the vale of death 
 
 Yet will I fear none ill ; 
 Thy rod, Thy staff, they comfort me 
 
 And Thou art with me still. 
 
 Through all my life Thy favour is 
 
 So frankly shown to me 
 That in Thy house for evermore 
 
 My dwelling place shall be. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom we adore, 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
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 EVENING. 
 
 ' For them that love Thee such good thing? as pass man'- under- 
 standing." — Coll. 
 
 Love Divine, all loves excelling, 
 
 Joy of heaven, to earth come down ; 
 Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, 
 
 All Thy faithful mercies crown. 
 Jesu, Thou art all compassion, 
 
 Pure, unbounded Love Thou art, 
 Visit us with Thy salvation, 
 
 Enter every trembling heart. 
 
 Come Almighty to deliver*, 
 
 Let us all Thy life receive ; 
 Suddenly return and never 
 
 Never more Thy temples leave. 
 Thee we would be alway blessing, 
 
 Serve Thee as Thy hosts above, 
 Pray and praise Thee without ceasing 
 
 Glory in Thy perfect love. 
 
 Finish then Thy new creation, 
 
 Pure, unspotted may w r e be ; 
 Let us see Thy great salvation, 
 
 Perfectly restored in Thee ; 
 
132 SEVENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Changed from glory into glory- 
 Till in heaven we take our place, 
 
 Till we cast our crowns before Thee, 
 Lost in wonder, love, and praise. Amen. 
 
 SEVENTH SUNDAY AFTEE TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xlii. 
 
 ' If I send them away fasting, they will faint by the way." — Gosp. 
 
 As pants the hart for cooling streams 
 
 When heated in the chase ; 
 So longs my soul, God, for Thee 
 
 And Thy refreshing grace. 
 
 For Thee, my God, the living God, 
 
 My thirsty soul doth pine : 
 O when shall I behold Thy face, 
 
 Thou Majesty divine ? 
 
 Why restless, why cast down, my soul ? 
 
 Hope still, and Thou shalt sing 
 The praise of Him who is Thy God, 
 
 Thy health's eternal spring. 
 
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 Father of mercies hear my cry, 
 
 Hear me Co-equal Son, 
 Who reignest with the Holy Ghost 
 
 While ceaseless ages run. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 11 Lord of all power and might." — Coll. 
 
 Oft in danger, oft in woe, 
 Onward, Christians, onward go ; 
 Fight the fight, maintain the strife, 
 Strengthened with the Bread of Life. 
 
 Onward, Christians, onward go, 
 Join the war, and face the foe ; 
 Will ye flee in danger's hour ? 
 Know ye not your Captain's power ? 
 
 Let your drooping hearts be glad ; 
 March in heavenly armour clad ; 
 Fight, nor think the battle long ; 
 Victory soon shall wake your song. 
 
 Let not sorrow dim your eye ; 
 Soon shall every tear be dry ; 
 Let not fears your course impede ; 
 Great your strength if great your need. 
 
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134 EIGHTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Onward then in battle move ; 
 More than conquerors ye shall prove : 
 Though opposed by many a foe 
 Onward, Christians, onward go. 
 
 Honour, glory, love and praise, 
 
 Be through never-ending days 
 
 To the Father and the Son, 
 
 And the Spirit, Three in One. Amen. 
 
 EIGHTH SUNDAY AFTEE TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xxxiv. 
 
 ' Ye have not received the spirit of bondage again to fear." — Ep. 
 
 Through all the changing scenes of life, 
 
 In trouble and in joy, 
 The praises of my God shall still 
 
 My heart and tongue employ. 
 
 Of His deliverance I will boast, 
 
 Till all that are distrest 
 From my example comfort take 
 
 And charm their griefs to rest. 
 
EIGHTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 135 
 
 The hosts of God encamp around 
 
 The dwelling's of the just ; 
 Deliverance He affords to all 
 
 Who on His succour trust. 
 
 Fear Him, ye saints, and you will then 
 
 Have nothing else to fear ; 
 Make you His service your delight, 
 
 Your wants shall be His care. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 And God the Holy Ghost, 
 All glory be from saints on earth 
 
 And from the Angel-host. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 1 Whose never-failing providence ordereth all things." — Coll. 
 
 God moves in a mysterious way 
 
 His wonders to perform ; 
 He plants His footsteps in the sea 
 
 And rides upon the storm. 
 
 Deep in unfathomable mines 
 
 Of never-failing skill 
 He treasures up His bright designs 
 
 And works His sovereign will. 
 
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136 NINTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Ye fearful saints fresh courage take ; 
 
 The clouds ye so much dread 
 Are big with mercies and shall break 
 
 In blessings on your head. 
 
 Judge not the Lord by feeble sense 
 But trust Him for His grace : 
 
 Behind a frowning providence 
 He hides a smiling face. 
 
 His purposes will ripen fast 
 
 Unfolding every hour ; 
 The bud may have a bitter taste 
 
 But sweet will be the flower. 
 
 Blind unbelief is sure to err 
 And scan His work in vain ; 
 
 God is His own interpreter 
 
 And He will make it plain. Amen. 
 
 NINTH SUNDAY AFTEK TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm Iv. 
 
 My heart doth faint, for want of breath 
 
 It panteth in my breast ; 
 The terrors and the dread of death 
 
 They work me sore unrest. 
 
NINTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 137 
 
 All night I cry " Who will give me 
 " The swift and pleasant wings 
 
 " Of some fair dove that I may flee 
 " And rest me from these things. 
 
 " Lo then would I go far away, 
 
 " To fly I would not cease ; 
 " And I would hide myself and stay 
 
 " In some great wilderness." 
 
 Cast thou thy grief upon the Lord 
 
 And He shall nourish thee ; 
 For He will in no wise accord 
 
 The just in thrall to see. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God Whom we adore, 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 ♦ They did all eat the same spiritual meat, and did all drink the same 
 spiritual drink ; for they drank of that spiritual Rock." — Ep. 
 
 Guide us Thou great Jehovah, 
 Pilgrims through this barren land ; 
 
 We are weak but Thou art mighty, 
 Hold us with Thy powerful hand ; 
 
 Bread of Heaven, 
 Feed us till we want no more. 
 
138 NINTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Open Thou the living fountain 
 Whence the healing waters flow ; 
 
 Let the fiery cloudy pillar 
 
 Lead us all our journey through : 
 
 Strong Deliverer, 
 Be Thou still our strength and shield. 
 
 When we tread the verge of Jordan 
 Bid our anxious fears subside ; 
 
 Guide us through the swelling current, 
 Land us safe on Canaan's side : 
 
 Songs of praises 
 We will ever give to Thee. 
 
 Praise the Father, God of heaven, 
 Him who reigns supreme on high, 
 
 Praise the Son for sinners given 
 Here to suifer and to die, 
 
 Praise the Spirit 
 Guiding us so lovingly. Amen. 
 
TENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 139 
 
 TENTH SUNDAY AFTEE TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm Ixiii. 
 
 God Thou art my God alone ; 
 
 Early to Thee my soul shall cry, 
 A pilgrim in a land unknown, 
 
 A thirsty land whose springs are dry. 
 
 Thee in the watches of the night 
 
 Will I remember on my bed ; 
 Thy presence makes the darkness light ; 
 
 Thy guardian wings are round my head. 
 
 Better than life itself Thy love, 
 
 Dearer than all beside to me ; 
 For whom have I in heaven above 
 
 Or what on earth compared to thee ? 
 
 Praise with my heart, my mind, my voice, 
 
 For all Thy mercies I will give : 
 My soul in Thee shall aye rejoice ; 
 
 My tongue shall bless Thee while I live. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom Heaven and earth adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was of old, 
 
 Is now. and shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
140 TENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 1 Make them to ask such things as shall please Thee." — Coll. 
 
 Thou who hast at Thy command 
 The hearts of all men in Thy hand, 
 Our wayward, erring hearts incline 
 To know no other will but Thine. 
 
 Our wishes, our designs control ; 
 Mould every purpose of the soul ; 
 O'er all may we victorious be 
 That stands between ourselves and Thee. 
 
 Twice blest will all our blessings be 
 When we can look through them to Thee ; 
 When each glad heart its tribute pays 
 Of love and gratitude and praise. 
 
 Yet may we feeble, weak, and frail, 
 Against our mightest foes prevail ; 
 Thy word our safety from alarm, 
 Our strength Thine everlasting arm. 
 
ELEVENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 141 
 
 ELEVENTH SUNDAY AFTEK TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xxvii. 
 
 Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal 
 
 While here on earth we rove ; 
 Speak to our hearts and let us feel 
 
 The kindling of Thy love. 
 
 With Thee conversing we forget 
 
 All time and toil and care ; 
 Labour is rest and pain is sweet, 
 
 If Thou, my God, art here. 
 
 Thou callest me to seek Thy face, 
 
 'Tis all I wish to seek ; 
 To attend the whispers of Thy grace 
 
 And hear Thee inly speak. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God Whom we adore, 
 Be glory as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
142 ELEVENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY, 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Partakers of Thy heavenly treasure." — Coll. 
 
 Brief life is here our portion, 
 Brief sorrow, short-lived care : 
 
 The Life that knows no ending, 
 The tearless Life, is there : 
 
 happy retribution, 
 
 Short toil, eternal rest ! 
 For mortals and for sinners 
 
 A mansion with the Blest ! 
 
 There God our King and Portion 
 
 In fulness of His Grace 
 Shall we behold for ever 
 
 And worship face to face. 
 
 There all the halls of Sion 
 Shall be for aye complete, 
 
 And in the Land of Beauty 
 All things of beauty meet. 
 
 Jerusalem the glorious, 
 
 The glory of the elect ! 
 O dear and future vision 
 
 That eager hearts expect ! 
 
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 Upon the Eock of Ages 
 
 They raise thy holy tower ; 
 Thine is the victor's laurel, 
 
 And thine the golden dower. 
 
 The cross is all thy splendour, 
 
 The Crucified thy praise, 
 His laud and benediction 
 
 Thy ransomed people raise. 
 
 Thou hast no shore, fair ocean ! 
 
 Thou hast no time, bright day ! 
 Dear fountain of refreshment 
 
 To pilgrims far away ! Amen . 
 
 TWELFTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm I xv Hi. 
 
 Lord upon Thine heritage 
 
 Send down a gracious rain, 
 And if it faint with dews refresh 
 
 The thirsty land again. 
 
 There dwells Thy chosen flock for whom 
 
 Thou hast prepared a place, 
 Which for the poor Thou didst provide 
 
 Of Thine especial grace. 
 
144 TWELFTH SUNDAY AFTEK TRINITY. 
 
 God gave the word, His voice was heard 
 
 By nations far abroad, 
 For mighty were the men that preached 
 
 The Gospel of our God. 
 
 Kings heard and quaked ; then rose the Church 
 
 Fresh from her martyrs' fires ; 
 Her nursing mothers Queens became 
 
 And Kings her nursing sires. 
 
 To God the Father, God the Son, 
 
 And Holy Ghost, to Thee 
 Be honour, glory, virtue, power, 
 
 Through all eternity. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 1 How shall not the ministration of the Spirit be rather glorious V'—Ep. 
 
 thou not made with hands, 
 
 Not throned above the skies, 
 Nor walled with shining walls, 
 Nor framed with stones of price, 
 More bright than gold or gem, 
 God's own Jerusalem ! 
 
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 Where'er the gentle heart 
 
 Finds courage from above ; 
 Where'er the heart forsook 
 Warms with the breath of love ; 
 Where faith bids fear depart, 
 City of God ! thou art, 
 
 Thou art where'er the proud 
 In humbleness melts down ; 
 Where self itself yields up ; 
 Where martyrs win their crown ; 
 Where faithful souls possess 
 Themselves in perfect peace. 
 
 Where in life's common ways 
 
 With cheerful feet we go ; 
 When in His steps we tread 
 Who trod the way of woe ; 
 Where He is in the heart, 
 City of Cod ! thou art. 
 
 Not throned above the skies, 
 
 Nor golden-walled afar, 
 But where Christ's two or three 
 In His name gathered are, 
 Be in the midst of them, 
 God's own Jerusalem ! 
 
146 THIRTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 THIRTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm Ixxii. 
 
 Hail to the Lord's Anointed, 
 
 Great David's greater Son ! 
 Hail in the time appointed 
 
 His reign on earth begun ! 
 He comes to break oppression, 
 
 To set the captive free, 
 To take away transgression 
 
 And rule in equity. 
 
 He shall come down like showers 
 
 Upon the fruitful earth ; 
 And joy and hope like flowers 
 
 Spring in His path to birth. 
 Before Him on the mountains 
 
 Shall peace the herald go ; 
 And righteousness in fountains 
 
 From hill to valley flow. 
 
 Kings shall fall down before Him 
 And gold and incense bring ; 
 
 All nations shall adore Him, 
 His praise all people sing. 
 
THIRTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 147 
 
 For He shall have dominion 
 
 O'er river, sea, and shore, 
 Far as the eagle's pinion 
 
 Or dove's light wing can soar. 
 
 To Him shall prayer unceasing 
 
 And daily vows ascend, 
 His kingdom still increasing, 
 
 A kingdom without end. 
 The mountain dew shall nourish 
 
 A seed in weakness sown 
 Whose fruit shall spread and flourish 
 
 And shake like Lebanon. 
 
 O'er every foe victorious 
 
 He on His throne shall rest 
 From age to age more glorious 
 
 All-blessing and all-blest. 
 The tide of time shall never 
 
 His covenant remove ; 
 His Name shall stand for ever, 
 
 His great best Name of Love. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Many prophets and kings have desired to see the things that ye 
 see." — Gosp. 
 
 " Praise to the Holiest in the height," p. 77. 
 
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148 FOURTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 FOURTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm Ixxxiv. 
 
 Lord to me Thy minsters are 
 Courts of honour passing fair ; 
 And my spirit deems it well 
 There to be and there to dwell : 
 Heart and flesh would fain be there 
 Lord, Thy life, Thy love to share. 
 
 There the sparrow speeds her home 
 And in time the turtles come, 
 Safe their nestling young they rear, 
 Lord of Hosts, Thine altars near : 
 Dear to them Thy peace, but more 
 To the hearts that there adore. 
 
 Yea all blessed are his days 
 In whose heart are all Thy ways, 
 Who doth drink of many a spring 
 Through the Sad Yale journeying ; 
 Faring on from keep to keep 
 Till he stands on Sion's steep. 
 
FIFTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 149 
 
 There one day is better far 
 
 Than elsewhere a thousand are ; 
 
 Give me in God's court to stand 
 
 "With His wicket in my hand, 
 
 And who will for me may bide 
 
 In the curtained bowers of pride. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 "The Fruit of the Spirit."— Ep, 
 
 " Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire," jp. 113. 
 FIFTEENTH SUNDAY AFTEK TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 Psalm XC. 
 
 O God, our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Our shelter from the stormy blast 
 
 And our eternal home : 
 
 Before the hills in order stood 
 
 Or earth received its frame, 
 From everlasting Thou art God, 
 
 To endless years the same. 
 
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150 SIXTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 A thousand ages in Thy sight 
 
 Are like an evening gone ; 
 Short as the watch that ends the night 
 
 Before the rising sun. 
 God, our help in ages past, 
 
 Our hope for years to come, 
 Be Thou our guide while life shall last 
 
 And our eternal home. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " The Marks of the Lord Jesus." — Ep. 
 
 1 l When I survey the wondrous Cross," %). 79. 
 SIXTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xci. 
 
 Call Jehovah thy salvation ; 
 
 Best beneath the Almighty's shade ; 
 In His sacred habitation 
 
 Dwell, nor ever be afraid. 
 There no tumult can alarm thee, 
 
 Thou shalt dread no hidden snare ; 
 Guile nor violence can harm thec 
 
 In eternal safeguard there. 
 
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 From the sword at noonday wasting, 
 
 From the noisome pestilence 
 In the depth of midnight blasting, 
 
 God will be thy sure defence ; 
 Fear not then the deadly quiver 
 
 Though a thousand feel the blow ; 
 Mercy shall thy soul deliver 
 
 Though ten thousand be laid low. 
 
 If with pure and firm affection 
 
 On God's laws be set thy love, 
 With the wings of His protection 
 
 He will shield thee from above ; 
 Thou shalt call when griefs oppress thee ; 
 
 He will hearken, He will save ; 
 Here with special favour bless thee, 
 
 Give thee life beyond the grave. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Rooted and grounded in love."— £p. 
 
 Jesu, lover of my soul, 
 Let me to Thy bosom fly ; 
 
 While the nearer waters roll, 
 While the tempest still is high. 
 
152 SIXTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Hide me, my Saviour, hide 
 Till the storm of life is past : 
 
 Safe into the haven guide ; 
 receive my soul at last. 
 
 Other refuge have I none ; 
 
 Hangs my helpless soul on Thee ; 
 Leave, ah, leave me not alone ; 
 
 Still support and comfort me. 
 All my hope on Thee is stayed; 
 
 All my help from Thee I bring ; 
 Cover my defenceless head 
 
 With the shadow of Thy wing ! 
 
 Plenteous grace with Thee is found, 
 
 Grace to pardon all my sin ; 
 Let the healing streams abound ; 
 
 Make and keep me pure within : 
 Thou of life the Fountain art, 
 
 Freely let us take of Thee ; 
 Spring Thou up within my heart, 
 
 Rise to all eternity. Amen. 
 
SEVENTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 153 
 
 SEVENTEENTH SUNDAY AFTEE TKINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm xciii. 
 
 God the Lord a King remaineth 
 Robed in His own glorious Light ; 
 
 God hath robed Him and He reigneth, 
 He hath girded Him with might. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 God is King in depth and height. 
 
 In her everlasting station 
 Earth is poised to swerve no more ; 
 
 Thou hast laid Thy throne's foundation 
 From all time where thought can soar. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 Lord, Thou art for evermore. 
 
 Lord, the water-floods have lifted, 
 Ocean-floods have lift their roar, 
 
 Now they pause where they have drifted, 
 Now they burst upon the shore. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 For the ocean's sounding store. 
 
154 SEVENTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 With all tones of waters blending 
 Glorious is the breaking deep : 
 
 Glorious, beauteous without ending, 
 God Who reigns on heaven's high steep. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 Songs of ocean never sleep. 
 
 Lord, the words Thy lips are telling 
 
 Are the perfect verity : 
 Of Thine high eternal dwelling 
 
 Holiness shall inmate be. 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Pure is all that lives with Thee. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " One Body and one Spirit, one Hope of our calling, one Lord, one 
 Faith, one Baptism, one God and Father of all." — Ep. 
 
 Thousands within Thy courts have met, 
 Thousands this day before Thee bowed, 
 
 Their faces Sionward were set, 
 
 Their lips Thy saving Name avowed. 
 
 People of every tribe and tongue, 
 Of different churches, climates, lands, 
 
 Have heard Thy truth, Thy praise have sung, 
 And offered prayer with holy hands. 
 
EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 155 
 
 And not a prayer, a tear, a sigh, 
 
 Hath failed this day Thine ear to gain ; 
 
 To those in trouble Thou wert nigh ; 
 Not one hath sought Thy face in vain. 
 
 Thy poor have all been freely fed, 
 
 Thy chastened sons have kissed the rod, 
 
 The mourners have been comforted, 
 The pure in heart have seen their God. 
 
 Yet one prayer more : and be it one 
 
 In which both heaven and earth accord ; 
 
 Fulfil Thy promise to Thy Son ; 
 Let all who breathe call Jesus Lord. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
 
 From men and from the angel-host 
 Be praise and glory evermore. Amen. 
 
 EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm C. 
 
 All people that on earth do dwell, 
 Sing to the Lord with cheerful voice ; 
 
 Him serve with fear, His praise forth tell, 
 Come ye before Him and rejoice. 
 
156 EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 The Lord, ye know, is God indeed ; 
 
 Without our aid He did us make ; 
 We are His flock, He doth us feed, 
 
 And for His sheep He doth us take. 
 
 enter then His gates with praise, 
 Approach with joy His courts unto ; 
 
 Praise, laud, and bless His name always, 
 For it is seemly so to do. 
 
 For why ? the Lord our God is good, 
 
 His mercy is for ever sure ; 
 His truth at all times firmly stood 
 
 And shall from age to age endure. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom heaven and earth adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was of old, 
 
 Is now, and shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " With pure hearts and minds to follow Thee."— Coll. 
 
 for a heart to praise my God, 
 
 A heart from sin set free : 
 A heart that always feels Thy blood 
 
 So freely spilt for me ! 
 
EIGHTEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 157 
 
 A heart resigned, submissive, meek, 
 
 My great Redeemer's throne ; 
 Where only Christ is heard to speak, 
 
 Where Jesus reigns alone : 
 
 A humble, lowly, contrite heart, 
 
 Believing, true and clean ; 
 Which neither life nor death can part 
 
 From Him that dwells within : 
 
 A heart in every thought renewed 
 
 And full of love divine ; 
 Perfect and right and pure and good, 
 
 A copy, Lord, of Thine ! 
 
 My heart Thou knowest can never rest 
 
 Till Thou create my peace ; 
 Till of my Eden repossest 
 
 From every sin I cease. 
 
 Fruit of Thy gracious lips on me 
 
 Bestow that peace unknown ; 
 The hidden Manna, and the Tree 
 
 Of life, and the White Stone. 
 
 Thy nature, gracious Lord, impart, 
 
 Come quickly from above ; 
 Write Thy new Name upon my heart, 
 
 Thy new T best Name of Love. Amen. 
 
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158 NINETEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 NINETEENTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Before the Litany. Psalm civ. " My soul, praise the Lord,"j>. 60. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 11 Renewed in the spirit of your minds." — Ep. 
 
 Pour down Thy Spirit, gracious Lord, 
 
 On all assembled here ; 
 Let us receive the engrafted word 
 
 With meekness and with fear. 
 
 By faith in Thee the soul receives 
 
 New life, though dead before ; 
 And he that in Thy name believes 
 
 Shall live to die no more. 
 
 Preserve the power of faith alive 
 
 In those who love Thy name ; 
 For sin and Satan daily strive 
 
 To quench the sacred flame. 
 
 Thy power and mercy first prevailed 
 
 From death to set us free ; 
 And often since our life had failed, 
 
 If not renewed by Thee. 
 
TWENTIETH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 159 
 
 To Thee we look, to Thee we bow, 
 
 To Thee for help we call ; 
 Our Life, and Eesurrection Thou, 
 
 Our Hope, our Joy, our All. Amen. 
 
 TWENTIETH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm ex. 
 
 Spake the glorious Lord in heaven, 
 "Lord, be Thine this royal seat, 
 
 " Till their armies thunder-riven 
 " Bow the neck beneath Thy feet." 
 
 Lo Thy standards proudly going ! 
 
 Forth they fare the word to win. 
 Reign and prosper, overthrowing 
 
 All the lords of death and sin ! 
 
 King ! the day is Thine : They own Thee 
 Prince o'er all the hearts of men ; 
 
 Girt with holy splendours crown Thee, 
 Bring Thee all Thine own again. 
 
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160 TWENTIETH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 God with man, an Infant tender 
 Of a stainless maiden born ; 
 
 Elder than the day-star's splendour, 
 Purer than the pearls of morn ; 
 
 By the eternal oath appointed 
 
 Of the mystic order blest, 
 Thou art vested, throned, anointed, 
 
 Evermore a Kingly Priest. 
 
 When the doom of sin is sealed 
 And the trump of Judgment rings, 
 
 Darkly at Thy side revealed 
 
 God shall bruise the godless kings. 
 
 Thou shalt judge among the heathen, 
 Thou shalt fill the world with dread ; 
 
 Never shall Thy sword be sheathen 
 Till it smite the Apostate's head. 
 
 But Thy spell of endless glory 
 
 Is to suffer and to die ; 
 Kedron with its bitter story 
 
 And the Yale of Agony. 
 
 Honour, blessing, virtue, merit 
 To the Father and the Son 
 
 And the good and gracious Spirit 
 While eternal ages run. Amen. 
 
TWENTY-FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 161 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Ready both in body and soul." — Coll. 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss 
 
 Thy sovereign will denies, 
 Accepted at Thy throne of grace 
 
 Let this petition rise. 
 
 Give me a calm, a thankful heart, 
 
 From every murmur free ; 
 The blessings of Thy grace impart 
 
 And let me live to Thee. 
 
 Let the sweet hope that Thou art mine 
 
 My life and death attend, 
 Thy presence through my journey shine 
 
 And crown my journey's end. Amen. 
 
 TWENTY-FIKST SUNDAY AFTEE TKINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm cxviL 
 
 From all who dwell below the skies 
 Let the Creator's praise arise ; 
 Let the Eedeemer's Name be sung 
 Through every land, by every tongue ! 
 
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162 TWENTY-FIRST SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Eternal are Thy mercies, Lord, 
 Eternal truth attends Thy word ; 
 Thy praise shall sound from shore to shore 
 Till suns shall rise and set no more. 
 
 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow ; 
 Praise Him, all creatures here below ; 
 Praise Him above, ye heavenly host ; 
 Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost ! Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Put on the whole armour of God." — Ep. 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise 
 
 And put your armour on, 
 Strong in the strength which God supplies 
 
 Through His Eternal Son. 
 
 Strong in the Lord of Hosts 
 
 And in His mighty power, 
 Who in the strength of Jesus trusts 
 
 Is more than conqueror. 
 
 Stand then in His great might, 
 With all His strength endowed : 
 
 But take to arm you in the light 
 The panoply of God. 
 
TWENTY-SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TBINITY. 163 
 
 That having all things done 
 
 And all your conflicts past 
 Ye may o'ercome through Christ alone 
 
 And stand complete at last. 
 
 Now praise and majesty 
 
 To Father, and to Son 
 With the All-Holy Spirit be 
 
 While endless ages run. Amen. 
 
 TWENTY-SECOND SUNDAY AFTER 
 TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm cxxi. 
 
 Up to those bright and gladsome hills, 
 Whence flows my weal and mirth, 
 
 I look, and sigh for Him Who fills 
 Unseen both heaven and earth. 
 
 He is alone my help and hope 
 That I shall not be moved ; 
 
 His watchful eye is ever ope 
 And guardeth His beloved. 
 
164 TWENTY-SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 The glorious God is my sole stay, 
 
 He is my sun and shade : 
 The cold by night, the heat by day, 
 
 Neither shall me invade. 
 
 He keeps me safe from every ill, 
 
 Doth all my foes control j 
 He is a shield and shelter still 
 
 Unto my very soul. 
 
 Whether abroad amidst the crowd 
 
 Or else within my door, 
 He is my pillar and my cloud 
 
 Now and for evermore. 
 
 Now glory to the Father be 
 From angels and from men. 
 
 Glory to Son and Holy Ghost, 
 For evermore. Amen. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Thy household the Church." — Coll. 
 
 • Lord to mc Thy minsters arc," ^>. 118, 
 
TWENTY-THIRD SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 165 
 
 TWENTY-THIED SUNDAY AFTEE 
 TBINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm cxxii. 
 
 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear 
 
 Our tribes devoutly say, 
 Up, Israel, to the Temple haste 
 
 And keep your festal day. 
 
 At Salem's court we must appear 
 
 With our assembled powers, 
 In strong and beauteous order ranged 
 
 Like her united towers. 
 
 pray we then for Salem's peace, 
 For they shall prosperous be, 
 
 Thou Holy City of our God, 
 Who bear true love to thee. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God whom we adore, 
 Be glory, as it was, is now, 
 
 And shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " That those things which we ask faithfully we may obtain effectually 
 through Jesus Christ our Lord." — Coll. 
 
 " Where high the heavenly Temple stands," p. 110. 
 
166 TWENTY-FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 TWENTY-FOUKTH SUNDAY AFTEE 
 TEINITY. 
 
 BEFORE THE LITANY. 
 
 Psalm cxxxiii. 
 
 How good and how beseeming well 
 
 It is that we 
 
 Who brethren be 
 As brethren should in concord dwell. 
 
 Like that dear oil that Aaron bears 
 
 Which, falling down 
 
 To foot from crown, 
 Embalms the beard and robe he wears. 
 
 Or like the tears the morn doth shed, 
 
 Which lie on ground 
 
 Empearled around 
 On Sion or on Hermon's head. 
 
 For joined therewith the Lord doth give 
 
 Such grace, such bliss, 
 
 That where it is 
 Men may for ever blessed live. Amen. 
 
TWENTY-FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 167 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 " Partakers of the inheritance of the saints in light." — Ep. 
 
 Glorious things of thee are spoken, 
 
 Sion, City of our God ; 
 He whose word cannot be broken 
 
 Formed thee for His own abode ; 
 On the Rock of Ages founded, 
 
 What can shake thy sure repose ? 
 With salvation's walls surrounded 
 
 Thou mayest smile at all thy foes. 
 
 See the streams of living waters 
 
 Springing from eternal love 
 Well supply thy sons and daughters 
 
 And all fear of want remove. 
 Blest are all in thee abiding, 
 
 Washed in the Redeemer's blood : 
 He within their hearts residing 
 
 Makes them kings and priests to God 
 
 Saviour, if of Sion's city 
 
 I through grace a member am, 
 
 Let the world deride or pity, 
 I will glory in Thy name. 
 
168 TWENTY-FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Fading is the worldling's pleasure, 
 All his boasted pomp and show ; 
 
 Solid joys and lasting treasure 
 None but Sion's children know. 
 
 TWENTY-FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER TEINITY. 
 
 Before the Litany, " All people that on earth do dwell," p. 155. 
 EVENING. 
 
 My God, how wonderful Thou art, 
 
 Thy majesty how bright, 
 How beautiful Thy Mercy-Seat 
 
 In depths of burning light. 
 
 How dread are Thine eternal years, 
 
 Thou everlasting Lord ; 
 By prostrate spirits day and night 
 
 Incessantly adored. 
 
 How beautiful, how beautiful, 
 
 The sight of Thee must be ; 
 Thine endless wisdom, boundless power, 
 
 And awful purity ! 
 
 may I fear Thee, Living God, 
 
 With deepest, tenderest fears, 
 And worship Thee with trembling hope 
 
 And penitential tears. 
 
TWENTY-FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY. 169 
 
 Yet I may love Thee too, Lord, 
 
 Almighty as Thou art ; 
 For Thou hast stooped to ask of me 
 
 The love of my poor heart. 
 
 No earthly father loves like Thee ; 
 
 No mother half so mild 
 Bears and forbears, as Thou hast done 
 
 With me Thy sinful child. 
 
 then, this worse than worthless heart 
 
 In pity deign to take, 
 And make me love Thee for Thyself j 
 
 And for Thy glory's sake. Amen. 
 
 If there are any more Sunday* before Advent Sunday, the 
 Hymns of those Sundays after Epiphany, of which the 
 Service is used, may be taken. 
 
170 CONVERSION OF ST. PAUL. 
 
 ST. ANDREW'S DAY. 
 
 Evenings, " Fear no more for the torturer's hand," p. 199 
 The other Hymns asp. 192. 
 
 ST. THOMAS' DAY. 
 
 Evening before, "Creator, Saviour, Strengthening Guide," p. 118. 
 The other Hymns as p. 192. 
 
 CONVERSION OF ST. PAUL. 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 Why, Saviour, dost Thou come 
 Descending from the sky ? 
 Canst Thou have left Thy heavenly home 
 Again for man to die ? 
 
 Or see we drawing near 
 The dreadful day of doom, 
 When Thou the Avenger shall appear 
 The guilty to consume ? 
 
 On milder vengeance bent 
 Thou earnest from above, 
 To bid the hardened heart relent 
 And slaughter change to love. 
 
PURIFICATION. 171 
 
 The spoiler fallen lies 
 Before Thy glorious ray, 
 A shepherd of the flock to rise, 
 The flock he sought to slay. 
 
 From all the Heavenly host 
 And all on earth below, 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost 
 Let endless praises flow. Amen. 
 
 The other Hymns as p. 192. 
 
 PUKIFICATION. 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 Sion ! open wide thy gates ; 
 
 Let figures disappear ; 
 A Priest and Victim both in One 
 
 The Truth Himself is here. 
 
 No more the simple flock shall bleed : 
 
 Behold the Father's Son 
 Himself to His own Altar comes, 
 
 For sinners to atone. 
 
 Conscious of hidden Deity, 
 
 The lowly Virgin brings 
 Her new-born Babe, with two young doves, 
 
 Her tender offerings. 
 
 Q 2 
 
172 PURIFICATION. 
 
 The hoary Simeon sees at last 
 His Lord so long desired ; 
 
 And hails with Anna Israel's hope, 
 With sudden rapture fired. 
 
 But silent knelt the Mother blest 
 
 Of the yet silent Word ; 
 And pondering all things in her heart 
 
 With speechless praise adored. 
 
 Praise to the Father and the Son ; 
 
 Praise to the Spirit be ; 
 Praise to the Blessed Three in One 
 
 Through all eternity ! Amen. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Sweet incense breathes around 
 The coming Lord to greet ; 
 
 And Sion through her sacred bound 
 Awakes her God to meet. 
 
 Arise ye then, ye wakeful quires, 
 And early light your altar fires. 
 
PURIFICATION. 173 
 
 Let faith with glistening eye 
 
 Trim up her torch so bright 
 And flame-encircled charity 
 
 Breathe out her glowing light ; 
 And white-robed innocence be there 
 To pour its sweetest incense prayer. 
 
 Why love to linger here — 
 
 These guilty days prolong? 
 More blessed far yon dying seer, 
 
 Be ours his parting song ; 
 And He Whom here by faith we see 
 Shall our eternal portion be. 
 
 To God the Father, Son, 
 
 And Spirit, glory be ; 
 To the eternal Three in One, 
 
 To all eternity ! 
 Blest Trinity, to Thee we raise 
 Our joyous hearts in ceaseless praise. 
 
 Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, " Sion ! open wide thy gates," p. 171. 
 
 ST. MATTHIAS' DAY. 
 
 All the Hymns as p. 192. 
 
 Q 3 
 
174 ANNUNCIATION. 
 
 ANNUNCIATION. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Hush'd the storms that lately raved ; 
 
 O'er the earth no armed war ; 
 Full upon the House of David 
 
 Shines the Bright and Morning Star. 
 
 List ! the Angel greets the Maiden, 
 " Christ is born if thou believe, 
 
 u Solace of the sorrow-laden, 
 " Eansom of the sin of Eve," 
 
 Lowly in her lowly dwelling 
 
 With a holy virgin fear, 
 To the glorious Angel telling 
 
 God's high grace, she bowed her ear. 
 
 So the Spirit came upon her ; 
 
 Moved as o'er the ancient deep ; 
 Gave her — the unearthly honour ! 
 
 God for her own Son to keep. 
 
 Purer than the dew of morning 
 
 So He slid into our race, 
 Shamed humanity adorning 
 
 For a more than Angel place. 
 
ANNUNCIATION. 175 
 
 Jesu Maker ! Jesu Brother ! 
 
 Lift me, gently leading on 
 From the bosom of Thy Mother 
 
 To Thy Cross and then Thy Throne. Amen. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Yirgin-born we bow before Thee, 
 Blessed was the womb that bore Thee ; 
 Mary mother meek and mild, 
 Blessed was she in her Child. 
 
 Blessed was the breast that fed Thee. 
 Blessed was the hand that led Thee, 
 Blessed was the parent's eye 
 That watched Thy slumbering infancy. 
 
 Blessed she by all creation 
 
 "Who brought forth the world's salvation, 
 
 And blessed they for ever blest, 
 
 Who love Thee most and serve Thee best. 
 
 Yirgin-born we bow before Thee, 
 Blessed was the womb that bore Thee, 
 Mary mother meek and mild, 
 Blessed was she in her Child. 
 
 Before the Litany, " fairest of all men," p. 53. 
 EVENING, " Hush'd the storms that lately raved," p. 174, 
 
176 ST. mark's day. 
 
 ST. MAEK'S DAY. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Now daily shines the sun more fair, 
 
 Kecalling that blest time 
 When Christ on His Apostles shone 
 
 In radiant light sublime. 
 
 They in His body see His wounds 
 
 Like stars divinely glow ; 
 Then forth as His true witnesses 
 
 Throughout the world they go. 
 
 Christ ! Thou King most merciful ! 
 
 Our inmost hearts possess ; 
 So may we with due songs of praise 
 
 Thy name for ever bless. 
 
 O Jesu ! from the death of sin, 
 
 Keep us, and deign to be 
 The everlasting Paschal joy 
 
 Of souls new-born in Thee. 
 
 Praise to the Father and the Son 
 
 Who from the dead arose ; 
 With Thee, Blessed Paraclete, 
 
 While age on ages flows ! Amen. 
 
 Evenings, " From hidden source arising," p. 195. 
 
 Before the Litany, " Christ's everlasting messengers," p. 191. 
 
ST. PHILIP AND ST. JAMES' DAY. 177 
 
 ST. PHILIP AND ST. JAMES' DAY. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 As mourns a widowed bride, 
 
 The Apostles sore were weeping 
 
 For the dear Lord who died 
 And in the rock lay sleeping. 
 
 Meantime the angelic word 
 Hath soothed the women's sadness, 
 
 Soon shall ye see your Lord, 
 The New-risen Sun of Gladness. 
 
 Swift as they sped to tell 
 
 The saints, His word receiving, 
 
 They met, they knew Him well 
 And kissed His feet believing. 
 
 Home then the saintly quire 
 
 To Galilee returning 
 Behold their hearts' desire, 
 
 And praise with speechless yearning. 
 
 So, Lord, through love and faith 
 Be Thou our spirits sealing ; 
 
 Still shew Thee strong in death, 
 Thyself on high revealing. Amen. 
 
 Morning, " Now daily shines the sun more fair," p. 176. 
 
 Before the Litany, "The Son of God goes forth to war," p. 197. 
 
178 ST. BARNABAS. 
 
 ST. BAENABAS. 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 When the new-born saints assembling 
 Daily, 'neath the shower of fire, 
 
 To their Lord in hope and trembling 
 Brought the choice of earth's desire. 
 
 Son of holiest consolation, 
 
 Thou didst turn thy land to gold 
 
 And tby gold to strong salvation, 
 Leaving all by Christ to hold. 
 
 Type of Priest and Monarch casting 
 All their crowns before the throne, 
 
 And the treasure everlasting 
 Heaping in the world unknown. 
 
 Christ before thy door is waiting, 
 Bouse thee, slave of earthly gold ; 
 
 Lo He comes thy pomp abating 
 Hungry, thirsty, homeless, cold : 
 
 Cold and bare He comes who never 
 May put off His robe of light ; 
 
 Homeless who must dwell for ever 
 In the Father's bosom bright. 
 
ST. JOHN BAPTIST. 179 
 
 Bring thine all, thy choicest treasure, 
 
 Heap it high and hide it deep, 
 So to win o'erflowing measure, 
 
 So to climb where skies are steep. 
 
 The other Hymns as p. 192. 
 
 ST. JOHN BAPTIST. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Lo ! from the desert homes, 
 
 Where he hath hid so long, 
 The new Elias comes 
 
 In sternest wisdom strong : 
 The Voice that cries 
 Of Christ from high 
 And judgment nigh 
 From opening skies. 
 
 Your God e'en now doth stand 
 
 Within Heaven's opening door, 
 His fan is in His hand 
 And He will purge His floor : 
 The wheat He claims, 
 And with Him stows ; 
 The chaff He throws 
 To deathless flames, 
 
180 ST. JOHN BAPTIST. 
 
 Ye haughty mountains, bow 
 Your sky-aspiring heads ; 
 Ye valleys, hiding low, 
 Lift up your gentle meads, 
 Make His way plain 
 Your King before : 
 For evermore 
 He comes to reign. 
 
 Let thy dread voice around, 
 
 Thou harbinger of light, 
 On our dull ears still sound, 
 Lest here we sleep in night, 
 Till judgment come 
 And on our path 
 Shall burst the wrath 
 And deathless doom. 
 
 God, with love's sweet might 
 
 Who dost anoint and arm 
 Christ's soldier for the fight 
 With spells that shield from harm, 
 Thrice blessed Three, 
 Heaven's endless days 
 Shall sing Thy praise 
 Eternally. Amen. 
 
ST. JOHN BAPTIST. 181 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 In caves of the lone wilderness thy youth 
 Thou hiddest, shunning the rude throng* of men, 
 And guarding the pure treasure of thy soul 
 From the least touch of sin. 
 
 There to thy sacred limbs the camel gave 
 A garment coarse ; the rock a bed supplied ; 
 The stream thy thirst, locusts and honey wild 
 Thy hunger satisfied. 
 
 Oh, blest beyond the prophets of old time ! 
 They of the Saviour sang that was to be : 
 Him present to announce and shew to all 
 Was granted but to thee. 
 
 Through the wide earth was never mortal man 
 Born holier than John ; to whom was given 
 The guilty world's Baptizer to baptize 
 And ope the door of Heaven. 
 
 Immortal glory to the Father be 
 With His Almighty Sole-begotten Son 
 And Thee, Co-equal Spirit, One in Three, 
 While endless ages run ! Amen. 
 
 Before the Lttany, "Lo! from the desert homes," p. 179. 
 Evening, " When Christ the Lord would come on earth," p. 36. 
 
182 st. peter's day. 
 
 ST. PETEK'S DAY. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Rock of Ages, Qne Foundation, 
 
 On which the living Church doth rest, — 
 
 The Church whose walls are strong salvation, 
 Whose gates are praise, — Thy name be blest ! 
 
 Son of the living God, call us 
 
 Once and again to follow Thee ; 
 And give us strength, whate'er befal us, 
 
 Thy true Disciples still to be. 
 
 When fears appal and faith is failing 
 
 Make Thy voice heard o'er wind and wave, 
 
 "Why doubt?" — and in Thy love prevailing 
 Put forth Thine hand to help and save. 
 
 And if our coward hearts deny Thee 
 In inmost thought, in deed or word, 
 
 Let not our hardness still defy Thee 
 But with a look subdue us, Lord. 
 
 O strengthen Thou our weak endeavour 
 Thee in Thy sheep to serve and tend, 
 
 To give ourselves to Thee for ever 
 
 And find Thee with us to the end. Amen. 
 
 Morning, " How happy the mortal," p. 196. 
 Other Hymns asp. 192. 
 
ST. JAMES THE APOSTLE. 183 
 
 ST. JAMES THE APOSTLE. 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 Two brothers freely cast their lot 
 
 With David's royal Son ; 
 The cost of conquest counting not 
 
 They deem the battle won. 
 
 Brothers in heart they hope to gain 
 
 An undivided joy ; 
 That man may one with man remain 
 
 As boy was one with boy. 
 
 Christ heard, and willed that James should fall 
 
 First prey of Satan's rage ; 
 John lingers out his fellows all 
 
 And dies in bloodless age. 
 
 Now they join hands once more above 
 
 Before the Conqueror's throne ; 
 Thus God grants prayer, but in His love 
 
 Makes times and ways His own. 
 
 Now honour, might, and sovranty, 
 From saints in earth and heaven 
 
 To Father, Son, and Spirit be 
 To endless ages given. Amen. 
 
 Morning, " How happy the mortal,"^. 196. 
 Before the Litany, "Disposer Supreme," p. 193. 
 
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184 ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. 
 
 ST. BARTHOLOMEW. 
 
 Evening before, "Fear no more,"^ 199 * 
 The other Hymns asp. 192. 
 
 ST. MATTHEW. 
 
 Evenings, "From hidden source arising," p. 195. 
 Before the Litany, " The Lord's eternal gifts," p. 192 
 Morning, " Christ's everlasting messengers," p. 194. 
 
 ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. 
 
 EVENING BEFORE. 
 
 Christ in highest heaven enthroned, 
 Equal of the Father's Might, 
 
 By pure spirits trembling owned 
 God of God and Light of Light, 
 
 Thee 'mid Angel hosts we sing, 
 
 Thee their Maker and their King ! 
 
 All who circling round adore Thee, 
 All who bow before Thy throne 
 
 Burn with flaming zeal before Th^e, 
 Thy behests to carry down : 
 
 To and fro 'twixt earth and heaven 
 
 Speed they each on errands given. 
 
ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS, 185 
 
 First of all those legions glorious 
 
 Michael waves his sword of flame. 
 Who of old in war victorious 
 
 Did the Dragon's fierceness tame; 
 Who with might invincible 
 Thrust the rebel down to hell. 
 " Who like God? " the Archangel shouted, 
 
 This the word that pealed on high 
 When the Apostate armies routed 
 
 Fell tumultuous from the sky ; 
 God by Whoin the fight was won 
 Gave the triumph and the crown. 
 
 To the Father praise be give n 
 
 By the unfallen angel-host 
 Who in His great war have striven 
 
 With the legions of the lost, 
 Equal praise in highest Heaven 
 To the Son and Holy Ghost. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Thine angels, Christ, we laud in solemn lays 
 Our elder brethren of the crystal sky. 
 
 Who mid Thy glory's blaze 
 
 The ceaseless anthem raise. 
 And gird Thy Throne in faithful ministiy, 
 
 b 3 
 
186 st. luke's day. 
 
 We celebrate their love whose viewless wing 
 Hath left for us so oft their mansion high, 
 
 The mercies of their King 
 
 To mortal saints to bring 
 Or guard the couch of slumbering infancy. 
 
 And Thee the First and Last we glorify 
 Who,when Thy world was sunk in death and sin, 
 
 Not with Thine hierarchy 
 
 The armies of the sky 
 But didst with Thine own arm the battle win. 
 
 Therefore with Angels and Archangels we 
 To Thy dear love our thankful chorus raise, 
 
 And tune our songs to Thee 
 
 Who art, and art to be, 
 And endless as Thy mercies sound Thy praise. 
 
 Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, "The hosts of God encamp around," £>. 135. 
 Evening, " Christ in highest heaven enthroned," _p. 184, 
 
 ST. LUKE'S DAY. 
 
 Evenings, " From hidden source arising," p. 195. 
 Morning, "Christ's everlasting messengers," p. 194. 
 Before the Litany, «' Disposer Supreme," p. 193. 
 
ST. SIMON, ST. JUDE, AND ALL SAINTS* DAY. 187 
 
 ST. SIMON AND ST. JUDE. 
 
 Evening before, "The Son of God goes forth to war," p. 197. 
 Morning, " The Lord's eternal gifts," p. 192. 
 Evening, "Disposer Supreme," p. 193. 
 
 ALL SAINTS' DAY. 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 Spouse of Christ ! in arms contending 
 O'er each clime beneath the sun, 
 
 Mix with prayers for help ascending 
 Notes of praise for triumphs won. 
 
 As the Church to-day rejoices 
 All her saints in one to join, 
 
 So from earth let all our voices 
 Eise in melody divine. 
 
 Mary leads the sacred story, 
 Mary with her Heavenly Child, 
 
 Mother of the King of Glory, 
 Maid and Mother undeflled. 
 
 Angels in the due gradation 
 
 Of their ninefold ministry 
 Hymn the Father of Creation, 
 
 Maker of the stars on high. 
 
188 ALL saints' day. 
 
 John, the herald- voice sonorous, 
 More than prophet owned to be, 
 
 Patriarchs and Seers in chorus 
 Swell the Angelic harmony. 
 
 Near to Christ the Apostles seated, 
 Trampling on the powers of hell, 
 
 By the promise now completed 
 Judge the tribes of Israel. 
 
 They who nobly died believing. 
 Martyrs purpled in their gore, 
 
 Crowns of life by death receiving 
 Eest in joy for evermore. 
 
 Confessors and Gospel-preachers, 
 Priests and Levites numberless, 
 
 Prelates meek and holy Teachers 
 Bear the palm of righteousness. 
 
 Yirgin souls, by high profession 
 To the Lamb devoted here, 
 
 Strewing flowers in gay procession 
 At the marriage feast appear. 
 
 All are blest together, praising 
 
 God ? s eternal Majesty, 
 Thrice-repeated anthems raising 
 
 To the All-holy Trinity. 
 
ALL SAINTS' DAY. 189 
 
 So may we with hearts devoted 
 
 Serve our God in holiness ! 
 So may we by God promoted 
 
 Share that Heaven which they possess ! 
 
 Amen. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 heavenly Jerusalem 
 
 Of everlasting halls, 
 Thrice blessed are the people 
 
 Thou storest in Thy walls. 
 
 Thou art the golden mansion 
 Where Saints for ever sing ; 
 
 The seat of God's own chosen, 
 The palace of the King, 
 
 There God for ever sitteth, 
 Himself of all the crown ; 
 
 The Lamb the Light that shineth 
 And never goeth down. 
 
 Nought to this seat approacheth 
 Their sweet peace to molest ; 
 
 They sing their God for ever 
 Nor day nor night they rest. 
 
190 ALL SAINTS' DAY. 
 
 Calm hope from thence is loaning, 
 To her our longings bend ; 
 
 No short-lived toil shall daunt us 
 For joys that cannot end. 
 
 To Christ the Sun that lightens 
 His Church above, below ; 
 
 To Father and to Spirit 
 
 All things created bow. Amen. 
 
 before the litany, if required, and evening of 
 two next days. 
 
 If there be that skills to reckon 
 
 All the number of the Blest, 
 lie perchance can weigh the gladness 
 
 Of the everlasting rest, 
 Which, their earthly warfare finished, 
 
 They through suffering have possest. 
 
 Through the vale of lamentation 
 
 Happily and safely past, 
 Now the years of their affliction 
 
 In their memory they recast, 
 And the end of all perfection 
 
 They can contemplate at last. 
 
ALL SAINTS' DAY. 191 
 
 In a glass, through types and riddles, 
 
 Dwelling here, we see alone ; 
 Then serenely, purely, clearly, 
 
 We shall know as we are know T n, 
 Fixing our enlightened vision 
 
 On the glory of the throne. 
 
 There the Trinity of Persons 
 
 Unbeclouded shall we see ; 
 There the Unity of Essence 
 
 Shall revealed in glory be ; 
 While we hail the Threefold Godhead 
 
 And the simple Unity. 
 
 Wherefore, man, take heart and courage, 
 
 Whatsoe'er thy present pain ; 
 Such untold reward through suffering 
 
 It is given thee to attain ; 
 And for ever in His Glory 
 
 With the Light of Light to reign. 
 
 Laud and honour to the Father ; 
 
 Laud and honour to the Son ; 
 Laud and honour to the Spirit ; 
 
 Ever Three and ever One ; 
 Con-substantial, Co-eternal, 
 
 While unending ages run. Amen. 
 
 Evening, "Spouse of Christ," jJ. 187. 
 
192 THE APOSTLES. 
 
 THE APOSTLES. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 The Lord's eternal gifts, 
 The Apostles mighty praise 
 Their victories and high reward 
 Sing we in joyful lays. 
 
 Lords of the Churches they, 
 Triumphant chiefs of war, 
 Brave soldiers of the Heavenly Court, 
 True lights for evermore. 
 
 Theirs was the Saint's high Faith, 
 And quenchless Hope's pure glow, 
 And perfect Charity, which laid 
 The world's fell tyrant low. 
 
 In them the Father shone ; 
 In them the Son o'ercame ; 
 In them the Holy Spirit wrought 
 And filled their hearts with flame 
 
 To God the Father, Son, 
 And Spirit, glory be ; 
 As was, and is, and shall be so, 
 Through all eternity ! Amen. 
 
 Before the Litany, "The Son of God goes forth to war, p. 197 
 omitting the second verse 
 
THE APOSTLES. 193 
 
 EVENINGS. 
 
 Disposer Supreme and Judge of the earth, 
 
 Who choosest for Thine the weak and the poor 
 
 To frail earthen vessels and things of no worth 
 Entrusting Thy riches which aye shall endure. 
 
 Those vessels soon fail, though full of Thy light ; 
 
 They at Thy decree are broken and gone ; 
 Then brightly appeareth the Arm of Thy might, 
 
 As through the clouds breaking the lightnings 
 have shone. 
 
 Like clouds they are borne to do Thy great will, 
 And swift as the winds about the world go, 
 
 All full of Thy Godhead, while earth lieth still, 
 They thunder, they lighten, the waters o'erflow. 
 
 They thunder — their sound it is Christ the Lord ; 
 
 Then Satan doth fear, his citadels fall ; 
 As when the dread trumpets went forth at Thy 
 word 
 And one long blast shattered the Canaanite's 
 wall, 
 
 O loud be Thy trump, and stirring the sound 
 To rouse us, Lord, from sin's deadly sleep ; 
 
 May lights which Thou kindlest in darkness around 
 The dull soul awaken her vigils to keep. 
 
194 THE EVANGELISTS. 
 
 All glory to Thee Who art hid from sight 
 Yet fillest with love the vast infinite, 
 
 And for us revealed as One and yet Three 
 Dost call us from darkness Thy glory to see. 
 
 Amen. 
 
 THE EVANGELISTS. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 Christ's everlasting messengers, 
 
 Who from the opening skies 
 Traverse the earth in showers of light 
 
 And sow with mysteries ; 
 
 The things discerned by seers of old 
 
 Behind the shadowy screen 
 In noon-day clear have ye beheld 
 
 W T ith not a veil between. 
 
 The things which God as man hath borne, 
 Which man as God hath done, 
 
 Ye write, as God inspires, to all 
 Who see the circling sun. 
 
 Though far in space and time apart 
 
 One Spirit sways you all ; 
 And we in those blest characters 
 
 Hear now that living call. 
 
THE EVANGELISTS. 19c 
 
 Glory to God, the Three in One ! 
 
 All glory be to Thee, 
 Who from our darkness callest us 
 
 Thy wondrous light to see. Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 From hidden source arising 
 
 A mighty river ran 
 Through Eden's pleasant garden 
 
 Where God created man. 
 
 Thence, parted into branches, 
 
 In four great streams it rolled 
 To water fields and vineyards, 
 
 To wash down sands of gold. 
 And so from highest heaven 
 
 The Lord, the Holy Dove, 
 In fourfold manner sends us 
 
 The tale of Jesu's love ; 
 The tale whose words are golden, 
 
 The tale whose flood divine 
 Makes glad the Lord's own garden 
 
 With plenteous corn and wine. 
 Four are the sacred voices, 
 
 The story is but one ; 
 In fourfold wise they praise Him, 
 
 The sole-Begotten Son. 
 
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196 THE MARTYRS. 
 
 For this Thy fourfold Gospel 
 All thanks, Lord, to Thee, 
 
 In it Thyself revealing, 
 Eternal Trinity ! Amen. 
 
 THE MAETYKS. 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 How happy the mortal 
 
 Through pains and dismay 
 
 Who hath burst the portal 
 To regions of day. 
 
 Our weak spirits languish 
 At the sound of death's feet, 
 
 But Thou the stern anguish 
 Dost go forth to meet. 
 
 Yet nothing confounded 
 With rack and with chains, 
 
 Where death hath abounded 
 With tortures and pains. 
 
 Lo ! from highest heaven, 
 His champion to own, 
 
 Between the clouds riven 
 Is Christ looking down. 
 
THE MARTYRS. 197 
 
 His hand hath He holden 
 
 Where weak nature fails ; 
 His spirit doth embolden 
 
 And in him prevails. 
 
 Shall we then soft-hearted 
 
 Seek ease and repose, 
 And sing the departed 
 
 In death and stern woes ? 
 
 Let such themes of wonder 
 
 Arouse us from sleep, 
 Lest woke by death's thunder 
 
 We wake but to weep. 
 
 Great Father, Son, Spirit, 
 
 The Ancient of days, 
 May we Thee inherit 
 
 And sing of Thy praise. Amen. 
 
 before the litany, if required. 
 
 The Son of God goes forth to war 
 
 A kingly crown to gain, 
 His blood-red banner streams afar ; 
 
 Who follows in His train? 
 
198 THE MARTYRS. 
 
 Who best can drink his cup of woe 
 
 Triumphant over pain, 
 Who patient bears his cross below, 
 
 He follows in His train. 
 
 The martyr first, whose eagle eye 
 
 Could pierce beyond the grave, 
 Who saw his Master in the sky 
 
 And called on Him to save ; 
 Like Him, with pardon on his tongue 
 
 In midst of mortal pain, 
 He prayed for them that did the wrong ; 
 
 Who follows in his train ? 
 
 A glorious band, the chosen few 
 
 On whom the Spirit came, 
 Twelve valiant saints their hope they knew 
 
 And mocked the cross and flame. 
 They met the tyrant's brandished steel 
 
 The lion's gory mane ; 
 They bowed their necks the death to feel ; 
 
 Who follows in their train ? 
 
 A noble army, men and boys, 
 
 The matron and the maid, 
 Around their Saviour's throne rejoice 
 
 In robes of light arrayed : 
 
THE MARTYRS. 199 
 
 They climbed the steep ascent of heaven 
 
 Through peril, toil, and pain, 
 O God ! to us may grace be given 
 
 To follow in their train ! Amen. 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Fear no more for the torturer's hand 
 Nor the dungeon dark that bound thee ; 
 
 The choirs of heaven about thee stand, 
 Bright shining liomes surround thee. 
 
 Fear no more for the clanking chain, 
 Thou art free as light of Heaven ; 
 
 The stripes that marked thy frame with pain 
 For rays of thy crown are given. 
 
 Fear no more for stern cold nor need 
 
 Nor for nakedness for ever ; 
 Christ's pure light doth clothe thee and feed 
 
 And shall no more from thee sever. 
 
 Lo, He stands at His martyr's side, 
 Death with nobler life surrounding, 
 
 And takes him with Him to abide, 
 
 The dread tyrant's wrath confounding. 
 
200 EMBER DAYS. 
 
 To God on high be honour done 
 In the height all height exceeding ; 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy One 
 
 From Father and Son proceeding. Amen. 
 
 EMBEE DAYS AND OKDINATION. 
 I. 
 
 " Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire," p, 113. 
 
 II. 
 " Come, Holy Ghost, Eternal God,";?. 113. 
 
 III. 
 " When Christ the Lord would come on earth," p. 3G. 
 
 IV. 
 
 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high ; 
 
 Lord, Thine assembled people bless ; 
 Graces and gifts to each supply 
 
 And clothe Thy priests with righteousness. 
 
 Within Thy temple when they stand 
 To teach the truth as taught by Thee, 
 
 Saviour, like stars in Thy right hand 
 Let all Thy Church's pastors be. 
 
ROGATION DAYS. 201 
 
 Wisdom and zeal and faith impart, 
 Firmness and meekness from above, 
 
 To bear Thy people in their heart 
 
 And love the souls whom Thou dost love ; 
 
 To watch and pray and never faint ; 
 
 By day and night their guard to keep ; 
 To warn the sinner, form the saint, 
 
 To feed Thy lambs and tend Thy sheep. 
 
 So, when their work is finished here, 
 May they in hope their charge resign ; 
 
 So, when their Master shall appear, 
 May they with crowns of glory shine. Amen. 
 
 EOGATION DAYS. 
 
 throned, crowned with all renown, 
 
 Since Thou the earth hast trod, 
 Thou reignest, and by Thee come down 
 
 Henceforth the gifts of God. 
 By Thee the suns of space, that burn 
 
 Unspent, their watches hold ; 
 The hosts that turn and still return 
 
 Are swayed and poised and rolled. 
 
202 KOGATION DAYS. 
 
 The powers of earth, for all her ills, 
 
 An endless treasure yield ; 
 The precious things of the ancient hills, 
 
 Forest, and fruitful field. 
 Thine is the health and thine the wealth 
 
 That in our halls abound ; 
 And thine the beauty and the joy 
 
 With which the years are crowned. 
 
 And as, when ebbed the flood, our sires 
 
 Kneeled on the mountain sod ; 
 While o'er the new world's altar fires 
 
 Shone out the bow of God ; 
 And sweetly fell the peaceful spell 
 
 Word that shall aye avail ; 
 " Summer and winter shall not cease, 
 
 Seed-time nor harvest fail ; " 
 
 Thus in their change let frost and heat 
 
 And winds and dews be given : 
 All fostering power, all influence sweet 
 
 Breathe from the bounteous heaven. 
 Attemper fair with gentle air 
 
 The sunshine and the rain, 
 That kindly earth with timely birth 
 
 May yield her fruits again. 
 
THE TRANSFIGURATION. 202 
 
 That we may feed Thy poor aright 
 
 And, gathering round Thy Throne, 
 Here in the holy angels' sight 
 
 Eepay Thee of Thine own. 
 For so our sires in olden time 
 
 Spared neither gold nor gear, 
 Nor precious wood, nor hewen stone, 
 
 Thy sacred shrines to rear. 
 
 For there to give the second birth 
 
 In mysteries and signs, 
 The face of Christ o'er all the earth 
 
 On kneeling myriads shines. 
 And if so fair beyond compare 
 
 Thine earthly houses be ; 
 In how great grace shall we Thy face 
 
 In Thine own palace see. Amen. 
 
 THE TRAXSFIGCJEATION. 
 
 Ye whoe'er for Christ are seeking, 
 Lift your longing eyes on high ; 
 
 There behold the glory breaking 
 Of celestial Majesty. 
 
204 HOLY COMMUNION. 
 
 Bright the vision there unveiling, 
 With unbounded lustre bright ; 
 
 High, sublime, and never failing, 
 Elder than primaeval light. 
 
 He is King all realms to gather, 
 King Whom Israel's tribes obey ; 
 
 Promised to His people's father 
 Abraham and his seed for aye. 
 
 Seers, to Him high witness breathing, 
 Seal their words with love and fear ; 
 
 Him the Eternal Sire bequeathing 
 Bids His own believe and hear. 
 
 Jesu hail, Thyself revealing 
 Where Thy little ones adore ; 
 
 With Thy Sire and Spirit healing, 
 One true God for evermore. Amen. 
 
 HYMNS FOE THE HOLY COMMUNION. 
 I. 
 
 My God, and is Thy Table spread, 
 
 And doth Thy Cup with love o'erflow? 
 
 Thither be all Thy children led 
 
 And let them all Thy sweetness know. 
 
HOLY COMMUNION. 205 
 
 Hail sacred feast which Jesus makes, 
 Eich banquet of His Flesh and Blood : 
 
 Thrice happy he who here partakes 
 
 That sacred stream, that heavenly food. 
 
 let Thy Table honoured be 
 
 And furnished well with joyful guests ; 
 And may each soul salvation see 
 
 That here its sacred pledges tastes. 
 
 Eevive Thy dying churches, Lord, 
 And bid our drooping graces live ; 
 
 And more that energy afford 
 
 A Saviour's Blood alone can give. 
 
 To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, 
 
 The God Whom heaven and earth adore, 
 
 Be glory as it was of old 
 
 Is now and shall be evermore. Amen. 
 
 II. 
 
 Draw nigh and take the Body of the Lord 
 And drink the Holy Blood for you outpoured, 
 
 Saved by that Body, hallowed by that Blood, 
 Whereby refreshed we render thanks to God. 
 
206 HOLY COMMUNION. 
 
 Salvation's Giver, Christ the Only Son, 
 
 By that His Cross and Blood the victory won. 
 
 Offered was He for greatest and for least : 
 Himself the Victor and Himself the Priest. 
 
 Victims were offered by the Law of old 
 That in a type celestial mysteries told. 
 
 He, Eansomer from death, and Light from shade 
 Giveth His holy grace His saints to aid. 
 
 Approach ye then with faithful hearts sincere 
 And take the safeguard of salvation here. 
 
 He that in this world rules His Saints and shields 
 To all believers Life Eternal yields. 
 
 With Heavenly Bread makes them that hunger 
 
 whole, 
 Gives Living Waters to the thirsty soul. 
 
 Alpha and Omega, to Whom shall bow 
 All nations at the Doom, be with us now. 
 
 All praise to God the Father, God the Son, 
 And Holy Spirit ever Three in One. Amen. 
 
HOLY COMMUNION. 207 
 
 III. 
 
 Bread of the world in mercy broken, 
 Wine of the soul in mercy shed ! 
 
 By Whom the words of life were spoken, 
 And in Whose death our sins are dead ! 
 
 Look on the heart by sorrow broken, 
 Look on the tears by sinners shed, 
 
 And be Thy feast to us the token 
 
 That by Thy grace our souls are fed ! 
 
 IV. 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Thine influence shed, 
 
 And realize the sign ; 
 Thy Life infuse into the Bread, 
 
 Thy power into the Wine. 
 
 Effectual let the tokens prove, 
 
 And made by heavenly art 
 Fit channels to convey Thy love 
 
 To every faithful heart. 
 
 V. 
 " Sing, my tongue, the Saviours glory,"/). 88. 
 
 VI. 
 
 "The Word of God, Who hid in flesh,"/?. 86. 
 
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203 HOLY COMMUNION. 
 
 VII. 
 
 Ye royal priests of Jesus rise, 
 And join the Daily Sacrifice ; 
 Join all believers in His Name 
 To offer up the spotless Lamb. 
 
 Whate'er we cast on Him alone 
 Is with His great Oblation one ; 
 His Sacrifice doth ours sustain, 
 And favour and acceptance gain. 
 
 On Him who all our burdens bears, 
 We cast our praises and our prayers ; 
 Ourselves we offer up to God, 
 Implunged in His atoning Blood. 
 
 Mean are our noblest offerings, 
 Poor, feeble, unsubstantial things ; 
 But when to Him our souls we lift 
 The Altar sanctifies the gift. 
 
 Mix'd with sacred smoke we rise, 
 The smoke of His Burnt-Sacrifice, 
 By the Eternal Spirit driven 
 From earth, in Christ, we mount to heaven. 
 
 Amen. 
 
HOLY COMMUNION. 20 ( J 
 
 VIII. 
 POST-COMMUNION. 
 
 Who Thy mysterious Supper share, 
 
 Here at Thy Table fed, 
 Many, and yet but one we are, 
 
 One undivided Bread. 
 
 One with the Living Bread Divine 
 Which now by faith we eat ; 
 
 Our hearts, and minds, and spirits join, 
 And all in Jesus meet. 
 
 So dear the tie where souls agree 
 
 In Jesu's dying love : 
 Then only can it closer be 
 
 When all are joined above. Amen. 
 
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210 CONFIRMATION. 
 
 CONFIKMATION. 
 
 Behold us, Lord, before Thee met, 
 Whom each bright Angel serves and fears, 
 Who on Thy throne rememberest yet 
 Thy spotless boyhood's quiet years, 
 Whose feet the hills of Nazareth trod, 
 Who art true man and perfect God. 
 
 To Thee we look, in Thee confide, 
 Our help is in Thine own dear Name ; 
 For who on Jesus e'er relied, 
 And found not Jesus still the same ? 
 Thus far Thy love our souls hath brought, 
 stablish well what Thou hast wrought ! 
 
 From Thee was our baptismal grace ; 
 The holy seed by Thee was sown ; 
 In the full sunshine of Thy face 
 We make the three great vows our own, 
 And ask in Thine appointed way 
 Confirm us in Thy grace to-day. 
 
 We need Thee more than tongue can speak 
 'Mid foes that well might cast us down ; 
 But thousands, once as young and weak, 
 Have fought the fight and won the crown. 
 We ask the help that bore them through ; 
 We trust the Faithful and the True. 
 
AFTER CONFIRMATION. 211 
 
 So bless us with the gift complete 
 
 By hands of Thy chief pastors given, 
 
 That awful Presence, kind and sweet, 
 
 Which comes in sevenfold might from heaven. 
 
 Eternal Christ, to Thee we bow: 
 
 Give us Thy Spirit, here and now. Amen. 
 
 AFTER CONFIRMATION. 
 
 Spirit of might and sweetness too ! 
 
 Now leading on the wars of God, 
 Now to green isles of shade and dew 
 
 Turning the waste Thy people trod ; 
 
 Draw, Holy Ghost, Thy sevenfold veil 
 Between us and the fires of youth ; 
 
 Breathe, Holy Ghost, Thy freshening gale 
 Our fevered brow in age to soothe. 
 
 And oft as sin and sorrow tire, 
 
 The hallowed hour do Thou renew 
 
 When beckoned up the awful choir 
 
 By pastoral hands towards Thee we drew. 
 
 When trembling at the sacred rail 
 We hid our eyes and held our breath, 
 
 Felt Thee how strong, our hearts how frail, 
 And longed to own Thee to the death. 
 
212 FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 For ever on our souls be traced 
 
 That blessing dear, that dove-like hand — 
 A sheltering rock in memory's waste 
 
 O'ers had owing all the weary land. Amen. 
 
 FUNERAL HYMNS. 
 
 At length, released from many woes, 
 How sweetly dost thou sleep ; 
 
 How calm and peaceful thy repose 
 While Christ thy soul doth keep. 
 
 In earth's wide field thy body now 
 We sow, which lifeless lies, 
 
 In sure and certain hope that thou 
 More glorious shalt arise. 
 
 Then rest thee in thy lowly bed, 
 Nor shall our hearts repine ; 
 
 Thy toils and wars are finished, 
 A happy lot is thine. Amen. 
 
 II. 
 " Dies Ira3," p. 31. 
 
MISSIONS. 213 
 
 III. 
 
 To Thee Lord I yield my spirit, 
 
 Who breakst in love this mortal chain ; 
 
 My life from Thee I but inherit, 
 
 And death becomes my chiefest gain ; 
 
 In Thee I live : in Thee I die, 
 Content, for Thou art ever nigh. 
 
 MISSIONS. 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains, 
 
 From India's coral strand, 
 Where Afric's sunny fountains 
 
 Eoll down their golden sand, 
 From many an ancient river, 
 
 From many a palmy plain, 
 They call us to deliver 
 
 Their land from error's chain. 
 
 What though the spicy breezes 
 
 Blow soft o'er Ceylon's isle, 
 Though every prospect pleases, 
 
 And only man is vile ; 
 In vain with lavish kindness 
 
 The gifts of God are strown ; 
 The heathen in his blindness 
 
 Bows down to wood and stone. 
 
211 MISSIONS. 
 
 Can we, whose souls are lighted 
 
 With wisdom from on high, 
 Can we to men benighted 
 
 The lamp of life deny ? 
 Salvation ! Salvation ! 
 
 The joyful sound proclaim, 
 Till earth's remotest nation 
 
 Has learnt Messiah's Name. 
 
 Waft, waft, ye winds, His story, 
 
 And you, ye waters, roll, 
 Till, like a sea of glory, 
 
 It spreads from pole to pole ; 
 Till o'er our ransomed nature 
 
 The Lamb for sinners slain, 
 "Redeemer, King, Creator, 
 
 Tn bliss returns to reign ! Amen. 
 
CHARITABLE COLLECTIONS. 215 
 
 CHARITABLE COLLECTIONS. 
 
 O Lord of heaven, and earth, and sea, 
 To Thee all praise and glory be ; 
 How shall we show our love to Thee, 
 Giver of all ? 
 
 The golden sunshine, vernal air, 
 Sweet flowers and fruits Thy love declare, 
 Where harvests ripen Thou art there, 
 Giver of all ! 
 
 For peaceful homes and healthful days, 
 For all the blessings earth displays, 
 We owe Thee thankfulness and praise, 
 Giver of all ! 
 
 Thou didst not spare Thine only Son, 
 But gav'st Him for a world undone, 
 And e'en that gift Thou dost outrun, 
 And give us all. 
 
 Thou giv'st the Spirit's blessed dower, 
 Spirit of life and love and power, 
 And dost His sevenfold graces shower 
 Upon us all. 
 
216 CHARITABLE COLLECTIONS. 
 
 For souls redeem'd, for sins forgiven, 
 For means of grace and hopes of heaven, 
 What can to Thee, Lord be given, 
 Who givest all ? 
 
 W r e lose what on ourselves we spend ; 
 We have as treasure without end 
 Whatever, Lord, to Thee we lend, 
 Who givest all. 
 
 Whatever, Lord, we lend to Thee 
 Eepaid a thousandfold will be ; 
 Then gladly will we give to Thee, 
 Giver of all ; 
 
 To Thee, from Whom we all derive 
 Our life, our gifts, our power to give ; 
 may we ever with Thee live, 
 Giver of all. Amen. 
 
DEDICATION. 217 
 
 DEDICATION, JULY XVI. (1863). 
 
 MORNING. 
 
 * Psalms, lxxxiv. Quam dilecta. 
 
 cxxii. Lcetatus sum. 
 
 cxxxii. Memento Domine. 
 1st Lesson, Gen. xxviii. 10—17. 
 2nd Lesson, Heb. x. 19 — 25. 
 
 COLLECT. 
 
 God, who honouredst the Feast of Dedication by the 
 presence of thy beloved Son, who himself hath also promised 
 to have his habitation with the sons of men and to dwell in 
 the assembly of the saints ; bless thou the hallowing of this 
 place unto thy worship in the Name of The Holy Spirit ; 
 sanctify them that love the beauty of thy house and shew 
 kindness unto the offices thereof; receive the prayers of all 
 thy children who now or ever enter here to call upon thy 
 Name ; and grant that we with them may be very temples 
 undefiled of the Holy Ghost ; through Jesus Christ our Lord, 
 who liveth and reigneth with Thee in the unity of the same 
 Spirit, One God world without end. 
 
 Blessed City, Heavenly Salem, 
 
 Peaceful vision dim-descried ; 
 Built of living* stones elected, 
 
 Built for ever to abide ; 
 Angel-circled, as the Yirgins 
 
 For the Bridegroom deck the Bride. 
 
 * From Consecration Service. 
 
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218 DEDICATION. 
 
 Newly bright from heaven descending, 
 Eobed in bridal raiment meet, 
 
 Keady for the heavenly marriage 
 Forth she comes her Lord to greet ; 
 
 Glorious shine her golden bulwarks, 
 Shines the golden-paved street. 
 
 Eadiant gleam her pearly portals, 
 Widely flung each ample door, 
 
 Where in marriage-garments glistening 
 They are entering evermore, 
 
 Who the bitter Cross embracing 
 Christ's reproach in this world bore. 
 
 Stern the strokes, the dint was heavy, 
 Keen the graving of His hand, 
 
 Ere each finished stone was planted 
 As the Master- Builder planned. 
 
 Beauteous, changeless, through all ages 
 In the House of God to stand. 
 
 To the everlasting Father 
 And the Son who reigns on high 
 
 With the Holy Ghost proceeding 
 Forth from each eternally, 
 
 Honour, glory, virtue, blessing, 
 
 Praise and might and majesty. Amen. 
 
DEDICATION. 219 
 
 EVENING. 
 
 Psalms, xxiv. Domini est terra. 
 ex v. Non nobis Domine. 
 1st Lesson, 2 Chron. v. 11—14. 
 Collect, "God, who honouredst," &c, p. 217. 
 
 Deeply laid a sure Foundation, 
 Christ the Anointed Corner-stone, 
 
 Eeaching on to every nation, 
 Binding both the walls in one, 
 
 Sion's joy and strong salvation, 
 Makes the faithful all His own. 
 
 All her halls a royal priesthood 
 
 Fills with music gloriously, 
 Praise of God from saintly voices 
 
 Einging out melodiously, 
 Heralding with endless joyance 
 
 God the One in Persons Three. 
 
 Visit, Lord, the earthly temple 
 Where Thy Presence we implore ; 
 
 Here receive the rising incense 
 From the hearts that Thee adore ; 
 
 Sprinkle here Thy Benedictions, 
 Dews of healing evermore. 
 
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220 DEDICATION. 
 
 Mete Thou here the promised measure, 
 Eunning o'er and closely prest, 
 
 Foretaste of the eternal pleasure 
 By the saints in light possest ; 
 
 There our heart is, there our treasure, 
 Paradise and Home and Eest. 
 
 To the everlasting Father, 
 And the Son who reigns on high, 
 
 With the Holy Ghost proceeding 
 Forth from Each eternally, 
 
 Honour, glory, virtue, blessing, 
 Praise and might and majesty. Amen. 
 
FIRST DAY OF TERM. 221 
 
 FIEST DAY OF TEEM, AND MOENING 
 OF THE FIEST SUNDAY. 
 
 Lord, behold us with Thy blessing, 
 
 Once again assembled here ; 
 Onward be our footsteps pressing 
 
 In Thy love, and faith, and fear : 
 Still protect us 
 
 By Thy Presence ever near. 
 For Thy mercy we adore Thee, 
 
 For this rest upon our way : 
 Lord, again we bow before Thee, 
 
 Speed our labours day by day : 
 Mind and spirit 
 
 With Thy choicest gifts array. 
 Keep the spell of home-affection 
 
 Still alive in every heart ; 
 May its power with mild correction 
 
 Draw our love from self apart ; 
 Till Thy children 
 
 Feel that Thou their Father art. 
 Break temptation's fatal power, 
 
 Shielding all with guardian care, 
 Safe in every careless hour, 
 
 Safe from sloth, and sensual snare : 
 Thou, our Saviour, 
 
 Still our failing strength repair. Amen. 
 
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222 LAST DAY OF TERM. 
 
 EVENING OF THE LAST SUNDAY, 
 AND LAST DAY OF TEEM. 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing ; 
 Thanks for mercies past receive ; 
 Pardon all, their faults confessing ; 
 Time that's lost may all retrieve. 
 
 May Thy children 
 Ne'er again Thy Spirit grieve. 
 Bless Thou all our days of leisure ; 
 
 Help us selfish lures to flee ; 
 Sanctify our every pleasure, 
 Pure and blameless may it be : 
 
 May our gladness 
 
 Draw us evermore to Thee. 
 
 By Thy kindly influence cherish 
 
 All the good we here have gained ; 
 May all taint of evil perish 
 By Thy mightier power restrained : 
 
 Seek we ever 
 Knowledge pure and love unfeigned. 
 Let Thy Father-hand be shielding 
 
 All who here shall meet no more ; 
 May their seed-time past be yielding 
 Year by year a richer store. 
 
 Those returning 
 Make more faithful than before. Amen. 
 
( 223 ) 
 
 APPENDIX. 
 
 l. 
 
 That day of wrath, that dreadful day 
 When heaven and earth shall pass away, 
 What power shall be the sinner's stay? 
 How shall he meet that dreadful day? 
 
 When, shrivelling like a parched scroll, 
 The flaming heavens together roll ; 
 When louder yet, and yet more dread, 
 Swells the high trump that wakes the dead ; 
 
 ! on that day, that wrathful day, 
 When man to judgment wakes from clay, 
 Be Thou the trembling sinner's stay, 
 Though heaven and earth shall pass away ! 
 
 2. 
 
 Dies ira?, dies ilia 
 Solvet saeclum in favilla, 
 Crucis explicans vexilla. 
 
224 APPENDIX. 
 
 Quantus tremor est futurus, 
 Quando Judex est venturus, 
 Cuncta stricte discussurus. 
 
 Tuba, mirum spargens sonum 
 Per sepulchra regionum, 
 Coget omnes ante thronum. 
 
 Liber scriptus proferetur, 
 In quo totum continetur, 
 De quo mundus judicetur. 
 
 Judex ergo quum sedebit, 
 Quidquid latet, apparebit, 
 Nil inultum remanebit. 
 
 Quid sum miser turn dicturus, 
 Quern patronum rogaturus 
 Quum vix Justus sit securus ? 
 
 Eex tremendae majestatis, 
 Qui salvandos salvas gratis, 
 Salva me, Fons pietatis. 
 
 Kecordare, Jesu pie, 
 Quod sum causa Tuse viae ; 
 Ne me perdas ilia die ! 
 
APPENDIX. 225 
 
 Quaerens me sedisti lassus, 
 Bedemisti crucem passus : 
 Tantus labor non sit cassus. 
 
 Oro supplex et acclinis, 
 Cor contritum quasi cinis : 
 Gere curam mei finis. 
 
 3. 
 
 A few more years shall roll, 
 A few more seasons come, 
 
 And we shall be with those that rest 
 Asleep within the tomb : 
 Then, O my Lord, prepare 
 My soul for that great day ; 
 
 wash me in Thy precious blood, 
 And take my sins away. 
 
 A few more suns shall set 
 O'er these dark hills of time, 
 
 And we shall be where suns are not, 
 A far serener clime : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 My soul for that blest day ; 
 
 wash me in Thy precious blood, 
 And take my sins away. 
 
226 APPENDIX. 
 
 A few more storms shall beat 
 On this wild rocky shore, 
 
 And we shall be where tempests cease, 
 And surges swell no more : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 My soul for that calm day ; 
 
 wash me in Thy precious blood, 
 And take my sins away. 
 
 Tis but a little while 
 And He shall come again, 
 
 Who died that we might live, who lives 
 That we with Him may reign : 
 Then, my Lord, prepare 
 My soul for that glad day ; 
 
 wash me in Thy precious blood, 
 And take my sins away. 
 
 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds 
 
 In a believer's ear ! 
 It soothes his sorrows, heals his wounds, 
 
 And drives away his fear. 
 
APPENDIX. 227 
 
 It makes the wounded spirit whole, 
 
 And calms the troubled breast ; 
 'Tis manna to the hungry soul, 
 
 And to the weary rest. 
 
 Jesus, the rock on which I build, 
 
 My shield and hiding place, 
 My never-failing treasury, filled 
 
 With boundless stores of grace. 
 
 Weak is the effort of my heart, 
 
 And cold my warmest thought ; 
 But, when I see Thee as Thou art, 
 
 I'll praise Thee as I ought. 
 
 Till then, I would Thy love proclaim 
 
 With every fleeting breath ; 
 And may the music of Thy name 
 
 Eefresh my soul in death ! 
 
 5. 
 
 Love, who formedst me to wear 
 
 The image of Thy Godhead here ; 
 Who soughtest me with tender care 
 
 Through all my wanderings wild and drear ; 
 Love, I give myself to Thee, 
 Thine ever, only Thine to be. 
 
228 APPENDIX. 
 
 Love, who ere life's earliest dawn 
 On me Thy choice hast gently laid ; 
 
 Love, who here as Man wast born, 
 And wholly like to us wast made ; 
 
 Love, I give myself to Thee, 
 
 Thine ever, only Thine to be. 
 
 Love, who once in time wast slain 
 Pierced through and through with bitter woe ; 
 
 Love, who wrestling thus didst gain 
 That we eternal joy might know ; 
 
 Love, I give myself to Thee, 
 
 Thine ever, only Thine to be. 
 
 Love, who lovest me for aye, 
 Who for my soul dost ever plead ; 
 
 Love, who didst my ransom pay, 
 Whose power sufficeth in my stead ; 
 
 Love, I give myself to Thee, 
 
 Thine ever only Thine to be. 
 
 Love, who once shall bid me rise 
 
 From out this dying life of ours ; 
 Love, who once o'er yonder skies 
 
 Shalt set me in the fadeless bowers ; 
 Love, I give myself to Thee, 
 Thine ever, onlv Thine to be. 
 
APPENDIX. 229 
 
 6. 
 
 As with gladness men of old 
 Did the guiding star behold ; 
 As with joy they hailed its light, 
 Leading onward, beaming bright ; 
 So, most gracious God, may we 
 Evermore be led to Thee. 
 
 As with joyful steps they sped, 
 Saviour to Thy lowly bed, 
 There to bend the knee before, 
 Thee whom heaven and earth adore ; 
 So may we with willing feet 
 Ever seek the mercy-seat. 
 
 As they offered gifts most rare 
 At Thy cradle rude and bare ; 
 So may we with holy joy, 
 Pure and free from sin's alloy, 
 All our costliest treasures bring, 
 Christ ! to Thee our heavenly King. 
 
 Holy Jesus, every day 
 Keep us in the narrow way ; 
 And, when earthly things are past, 
 Bring our ransomed souls at last 
 Where they need no star to guide, 
 Where no clouds Thy glory hide. 
 
230 APPENDIX. 
 
 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 sing 
 Alleluias to our King. 
 
 Lord of mercy and of might, 
 Of mankind the life and light, 
 Maker, Teacher infinite ! 
 
 Jesus, hear and save ! 
 
 Who, when sin's tremendous doom 
 Gave creation to the tomb, 
 Didst not scorn the Virgin's womb, 
 Jesus, hear and save ! 
 
 Mighty Monarch, Saviour mild, 
 Humbled to a mortal child, 
 Captive, beaten, bound, reviled, 
 
 Jesus, hear and save ! 
 
 Throned above celestial things, 
 Borne aloft on angels' wings, 
 Lord of lords, and King of kings. 
 Jesus, hear and save ! 
 
APPENDIX. 231 
 
 Who slialt yet return from high, 
 Eobed in might and majesty, 
 Hear us, help us when we cry ! 
 
 Jesus, hear and save ! 
 
 8. 
 
 O help us, Lord ! each hour of need, 
 
 Thy heavenly succour give ; 
 Help us in thought, and word, and deed, 
 
 Each hour on earth we live. 
 
 help us when our spirits bleed 
 
 With contrite anguish sore ; 
 And when our hearts are cold and dead, 
 
 O help us, Lord, the more ! 
 
 O help us, through the prayer of faith, 
 
 More firmly to believe : 
 For still, the more the servant hath, 
 
 The more shall he receive. 
 
 help us, Jesus, from on high ! 
 
 We know no help but Thee : 
 help us so to live and die, 
 
 As Thine in heaven to be ! 
 
232 APPENDIX. 
 
 9. 
 
 Eide on ! ride on in majesty ! 
 Hark ! all the tribes Hosanna cry ; 
 Thine humble beast pursues his road 
 With palms and scattered garments strewed. 
 
 Eide on ! ride on in majesty ! 
 In lowly pomp ride on to die : 
 Christ, thy triumphs now begin 
 O'er captive death and conquered sin. 
 
 Eide on ! ride on in majesty ! 
 The winged squadrons of the sky 
 Look down with sad and wondering eyes 
 To see the approaching sacrifice. 
 
 Eide on ! ride on in majesty ! 
 Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh : 
 The Father on His sapphire throne 
 Expects His own anointed Son. 
 
 Eide on ! ride on in majesty ! 
 
 In lowly pomp ride on to die ; 
 
 Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain ; 
 
 Then take, God, Thy power, and reign. 
 
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 10. 
 
 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day, 
 
 Ere it pass for aye away, 
 
 On our knees we fall and pray. 
 
 Holy Jesus, grant us tears, 
 
 Fill us with heart- searching fears, 
 
 Ere that awful doom appears. 
 
 Lord, on us Thy mercy pour 
 Kneeling lowly at the door, 
 Ere it close for evermore. 
 
 By Thy night of agony, 
 By Thy supplicating cry, 
 By Thy willingness to die ; 
 
 By Thy tears of bitter woe 
 
 For Jerusalem below, 
 
 Let us not Thy love forego. 
 
 Grant us 'neath Thy wings a place, 
 Lest we lose this day of grace 
 Ere we shall behold Thy face. 
 
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234 APPENDIX. 
 
 11. 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day, 
 Sons of men and angels say ; 
 Eaise your joys and triumphs high, 
 Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply. 
 
 Yain the stone, the watch, the seal ; 
 Christ has burst the gates of hell ; 
 Death in vain forbids His rise ; 
 Christ hath opened Paradise. 
 
 Lives again our glorious King ; 
 Where, Death, is now thy sting ? 
 Once He died our souls to save ; 
 Where thy victory, Grave ? 
 
 Soar we now where Christ has led, 
 Following our exalted Head ; 
 Made like Him, like Him we rise ; 
 Ours the cross, the grave, the skies. 
 
 Hail the Lord of earth and heaven ! 
 Praise to Thee by both be given ! 
 Thee we greet triumphant now ; 
 Hail, the Resurrection Thou. 
 
APPENDIX. -35 
 
 12. 
 
 Jerusalem the golden ; 
 
 With milk and honey blest ; 
 Beneath thy contemplation 
 
 Sink heart and voice opprest. 
 
 For Thee, dear, dear Country, 
 
 Mine eyes their vigils keep ; 
 For very love, beholding 
 
 Thy happy name, they weep. 
 
 one, only mansion ! 
 
 Paradise of joy ! 
 Where tears are ever banished, 
 
 And smiles have no alloy ; 
 
 The Lamb is all thy splendour, 
 
 The Crucified thy praise ; 
 His laud and benediction 
 
 Thy ransomed people raise. 
 
 They stand, those halls of Sion, 
 
 All jubilant with song, 
 And bright with many an angel, 
 
 And all the martyr throng : 
 
 And they who with their Leader 
 
 Have conquered in the fight, 
 For ever and for ever 
 
 Are clad in robes of white. 
 
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 13. 
 
 Thou art gone up on high, 
 
 To realms beyond the skies ; 
 And round Thy throne unceasingly 
 
 The songs of praise arise ; 
 But we are lingering here, 
 
 With sin and care oppressed ; 
 Lord, send Thy promised Comforter, 
 
 And lead us to our rest. 
 
 Thou art gone up on high ; 
 
 But Thou did'st first come down, 
 Through earth's most bitter agony 
 
 To pass unto Thy crown ; 
 And girt with griefs and fears 
 
 Our onward course must be ; 
 But only let this path of tears 
 
 Lead us at last to Thee. 
 
 Thou art gone up on high ; 
 
 But Thou shalt come again, 
 With all the bright ones of the sky 
 
 Attendant in Thy train. 
 Lord, by Thy saving power, 
 
 So make us live and die, 
 That we may stand in that dread hour 
 
 At Thy right hand on high. 
 
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 14. 
 
 He is gone — beyond the skies, 
 A cloud receives Him from our eyes ; 
 Gone beyond the highest height 
 Of mortal gaze or angels' flight ; 
 Through the veils of time and space, 
 Passed into the Holiest Place ; 
 All the toil the sorrow done, 
 All the battle fought and won. 
 
 He is gone — we heard Him say, 
 " Good that I should go away : " 
 Gone is that dear form and face, 
 But not gone His present grace ; 
 Though Himself no more we see, 
 Comfortless we cannot be, 
 For His Spirit still is ours, 
 Quickening, freshening all the powers. 
 
 He is gone — but we once more 
 Shall behold Him as before ; 
 In the heaven of heavens the same, 
 As on earth He went and came. 
 In the many mansions there, 
 Place for us will He prepare : 
 In that world unseen, unknown, 
 He and we may yet be one. 
 
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 He is gone — but, not in vain, 
 Wait, until He comes again ; 
 He is risen, He is not here, 
 Far above this earthly sphere 
 Evermore in heart and mind, 
 Where our peace in Him we find, 
 To our own eternal Friend, 
 Thitherward let us ascend. 
 
 15. 
 
 Veni, Sancte Spiritus, 
 Et emitte coelitus 
 Lucis Tuae radium. 
 
 Yeni, pater pauperum, 
 Yeni, dator munerum, 
 Yeni, lumen cordiumj: 
 
 Consolator optime, 
 Dulcis hospes anima3, 
 Dulce refrigerium : 
 
 In labore requies, 
 In a3stu temperics, 
 In flctu solatium. 
 
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 O Lux beatissima, 
 Eeple cordis intima 
 Tuorum fidelium. 
 
 Sine Tuo numine, 
 Nihil est in homine, 
 Nihil est innoxinm. 
 
 Lava quod est sordidum, 
 Eiga quod est aridum, 
 Sana quod est saucium : 
 
 Flecte quod est rigidum, 
 Fove quod est frigidum, 
 Eege quod est devium. 
 
 Da Tuis fldelibus 
 In Te confidentibus 
 Sacrum septenarium ; 
 
 Da virtutis meritum, 
 Da salutis exitum, 
 Da perenne gaudium. 
 
 16. 
 
 Our blest Eedeemer, ere He breathed 
 
 His tender last farewell, 
 A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed 
 
 With us to dwell. 
 
240 APPENDIX. 
 
 He came sweet influence to impart, 
 
 A gracious willing guest, 
 While He can find one humble heart 
 
 Wherein to rest. 
 
 And His that gentle voice we hear, 
 
 Soft as the breath of even, 
 That checks each thought, that calms each fear, 
 
 And speaks of heaven. 
 
 And every virtue we possess, 
 
 And every conquest won, 
 And every thought of holiness, 
 
 Are His alone. 
 
 Spirit of purity and grace, 
 
 Our weakness, pitying, see : 
 make our hearts Thy dwelling-place, 
 
 And worthier Thee. 
 
 praise the Father ; praise the Son ; 
 
 Blest Spirit, praise to Thee ; 
 All praise to God, the Three in One, 
 
 The One in Three. 
 
APPENDIX. 241 
 
 17. 
 
 God of life, whose power benign 
 Doth o'er the world in mercy shine, 
 Accept our praise, for we are Thine. 
 
 Father, uncreated Lord, 
 
 Be Thou in every land adored, 
 
 Be Thou with faith by all implored. 
 
 Son of God, for sinners slain, 
 
 We bless Thee, Lord, whose dying pain 
 
 For us did endless life regain. 
 
 Holy Ghost, whose guardian care 
 Doth us for heavenly joys prepare, 
 May we in Thy communion share. 
 
 Holy Blessed Trinity, 
 
 With faith we sinners bow to Thee ; 
 
 In us, God, exalted be ! 
 
 18. 
 
 Who are these like stars appearing, 
 
 These, before God's throne wiio stand ? 
 Each a golden crown is wearing, 
 Who are all this glorious band ? 
 Alleluia ! hark, they sing, 
 Praising loud their heavenly King. 
 
242 APPENDIX. 
 
 Who are these in dazzling brightness, 
 
 Clothed in God's own righteousness ? 
 These, whose robes of purest whiteness 
 Shall their lustre still possess, 
 
 Still untouched by time's rude hand — 
 Whence comes all this glorious band ? 
 
 These are they who have contended 
 
 For their Saviour's honour long, 
 Wrestling on till life was ended, 
 Following not the sinful throng ; 
 These, who well the fight sustained, 
 Triumph by the Lamb have gained. 
 
 These are they whose hearts were riven, 
 
 Sore with woe and anguish tried, 
 Who in prayer full oft have striven 
 With the God they glorified ; 
 Now their painful conflict o'er, 
 God has bid them weep no more. 
 
 These, the Almighty contemplating, 
 
 Did as priests before Him stand, 
 Soul and body always waiting 
 Day and night at His command : 
 Now in God's most holy place 
 Blest they stand before His face. 
 
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 19. 
 
 How bright these glorious spirits shine ! 
 
 Whence all their white array ? 
 How came they to the blissful seats 
 
 Of everlasting day ? 
 
 Lo ! these are they from sufferings great 
 
 Who came to realms of light. 
 And in the blood of Christ have washed 
 
 Those robes which shine so bright, 
 
 Now with triumphal palms they stand 
 
 Before the throne on high, 
 And serve the God they love, amidst 
 
 The glories of the sky. 
 
 His presence fills each heart with joy, 
 
 Tunes every mouth to sing ; 
 By day, by night, the sacred courts 
 
 With loud Hosannas ring. 
 
 Hunger and thirst are felt no more, 
 
 Nor suns with scorching ray ; 
 God is their sun, whose cheering beams 
 
 Diffuse eternal day. 
 
 The Lamb, which dwells amidst the throne, 
 
 Shall o'er them still preside, 
 Feed them with nourishment divine, 
 
 And all their footsteps guide. 
 
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 To pastures green He'll lead His flock, 
 "Where living streams appear ; 
 
 And God the Lord from every eye 
 Shall wipe off every tear. 
 
 20. 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above, 
 
 That have obtained the prize, 
 And on the eagle-wings of love 
 
 To joy celestial rise : 
 Let all the saints terrestrial sing 
 
 With those to glory gone ; 
 For all the servants of our King, 
 
 In earth and heaven are one. 
 
 One family, we dwell in Him, 
 
 One Church, above, beneath ; 
 Though now divided by the stream, 
 
 The narrow stream of death : 
 One army of the living God, 
 
 To His command we bow ; 
 Part of His host have crossed the flood, 
 
 And part are crossing now. 
 
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 Our spirits too shall quickly join, 
 
 Like theirs with glory crowned, 
 And shout to see our Captain's sign, 
 
 To hear His trumpet sound. 
 that we now might grasp our Guide, 
 
 that the word were given ! 
 Come, Lord of hosts ! the waves divide, 
 
 And land us all in heaven ! 
 
 81. 
 
 Lauda, Sion, Salvatorem, 
 Lauda Ducem et Pastorem 
 
 In hymnis et canticis ; 
 Quantum potes, tantum aude, 
 Quia major omni laude, 
 
 Nee laudare sufficis. 
 
 Laudis thema specialis, 
 Panis vivus et vi talis 
 
 Hodie proponitur, 
 Quern in sacras mensa coenae 
 Turbse fratrum duodense 
 
 Datum non ambigitur. 
 
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246 APPENDIX. 
 
 Bone Pastor, Panis vere, 
 Jesu, nostri miserere ; 
 Tu nos pasce, nos tuere, 
 Tu nos bona fac videre 
 
 In terra viventium : 
 Tu, qui cuncta scis et vales, 
 Qui nos pascis hie mortales, 
 Tuos ibi commensales, 
 Cohseredes et sodales 
 
 Fac sanctorum civium. 
 
 22. 
 
 Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed, 
 For Thy Flesh is meat indeed ; 
 Ever may our souls be fed 
 With this true and living bread ; 
 Day by day with strength supplied 
 Through the life of Him who died. 
 
 Vine of heaven, Thy Blood supplies 
 This blest cup of sacrifice ; 
 Lord, Thy wounds our healing give, 
 To Thy cross we look and live : 
 Jesus, may we ever be 
 Grafted, rooted, built in Thee. 
 
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 23. 
 
 O God, unseen, yet ever near, 
 
 Thy presence may we feel ; 
 And thus, inspired with holy fear, 
 
 Before thine altar kneel. 
 
 Here may Thy faithful people know 
 
 The blessings of Thy love ; 
 The streams that through the desert flow, 
 
 The manna from above. 
 
 We come obedient to Thy word, 
 
 To feast on heavenly food ; 
 Our meat, the Body of the Lord ; 
 
 Our drink, His precious Blood. 
 
 Thus would we all Thy words obey, 
 
 For we, God, are Thine ; 
 And go rejoicing on our way, 
 
 Benewed with strength divine. 
 
 24. 
 
 Jam lucis orto sidere 
 Deum precemur supplices, 
 Ut in diurnis actibus 
 Nos servet a nocentibus. 
 
248 APPENDIX. 
 
 Linguam refraenans temperet, 
 Ne litis horror insonet ; 
 Visum fovendo contegat, 
 Ne vanitates hauriat. 
 
 Sint pura cordis intima, 
 Absistat et vecordia ; 
 Carnis terat superbiam 
 Potus cibique parcitas : 
 
 Ut cum dies abscesserit, 
 Noctemque sors reduxerit, 
 Mundi per abstinentiam 
 Ipsi canamus gloriam. 
 
 Deo Patri sit gloria, 
 Ejusque soli Filio, 
 Cum Spiritu Paraclito, 
 Nunc et per omne saeculum, 
 
 25. 
 
 Christ, whose glory fills the skies, 
 Christ, the true, the only Light, 
 
 Sun of righteousness, arise, 
 
 Triumph o'er the shades of night ; 
 
 Day-spring from on high, be near ; 
 
 Day-star, in my heart appear. 
 
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 Dark and cheerless is the morn 
 
 Unaccompanied by Thee ; 
 Joyless is the day's return, 
 
 Till Thy mercy's beams I see ; 
 Till they inward light impart, 
 Glad my eyes, and warm my heart. 
 
 Yisit then this soul of mine, 
 Pierce the gloom of sin and grief; 
 
 Fill me, Eadiancy divine, 
 Scatter all my unbelief ; 
 
 More and more Thyself display, 
 
 Shining to the perfect day. 
 
 26. 
 
 God, who canst not change nor fail, 
 Guiding the hours as they roll by, 
 
 Brightening with beams the morning pale, 
 And burning in the midday sky : 
 
 Quench Thou the fires of hate and strife, 
 The wasting fever of the heart ; 
 
 From perils guard our feeble life, 
 And to our souls Thy peace impart. 
 
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 Grant this, Father, Only Son, 
 And Holy Spirit, God of grace, 
 
 To whom all glory, Three in One, 
 Be given in every time and place. 
 
 27. 
 God, who madest earth and heaven, 
 
 Darkness and light ; 
 Who the day for toil has given, 
 
 For rest the night ; 
 May Thine angel-guards defend us, 
 Slumber sweet Thy mercy send us, 
 Holy dreams and hopes attend us, 
 
 This livelong night. 
 
 Guard us waking, guard us sleeping, 
 
 And, when we die, [ 
 May we in Thy mighty keeping 
 
 All peaceful lie : 
 When the last dread call shall wake us, 
 Do not Thou, our God, forsake us, 
 But to reign in glory take us 
 
 With Thee on high. 
 
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 28. 
 
 Art thou weary, art Thou languid, 
 
 Art Thou sore distrest ? 
 " Come to Me," saith One, " and coming 
 
 Be at rest ! " 
 
 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, 
 
 If He be my guide ? 
 " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, 
 
 And His side." 
 
 Is there diadem, as Monarch, 
 
 That His brow adorns ? 
 " Yea, a crown, in very surety, 
 
 But of thorns." 
 
 If I find Him, if I follow, 
 
 What His guerdon here ? 
 " Many a sorrow, many a labour, 
 
 Many a tear." 
 
 If I still hold closely to Him, 
 
 What hath He at last? 
 " Sorrow vanquished, labour ended, 
 
 Jordan past." 
 If I ask Him to receive me, 
 
 Will He say me nay ? 
 " Not till earth and not till heaven 
 
 Pass away." 
 
252 APPENDIX. 
 
 29. 
 
 Commit thou all thy griefs 
 And ways into His hands, 
 
 To His sure truth and tender care, 
 Who earth and heaven commands. 
 
 Who points the clouds their course 
 Whom winds and sea obey, 
 
 He shall direct thy wandering feet, 
 He shall prepare thy way. 
 
 Thou on the Lord rely ; 
 
 So safe shalt thou go on ; 
 Fix on His work thy steadfast eye, 
 
 So shall thy work be done. 
 
 Thou seest our weakness, Lord ! 
 
 Our hearts are known to Thee : 
 lift Thou up the sinking hand, 
 
 Confirm the feeble knee ! 
 
 Let us, in life, in death, 
 Thy steadfast truth declare, 
 
 And publish, with our latest breath, 
 Thy love and guardian care. 
 
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 30. 
 To bless Thy chosen race, 
 
 In mercy, Lord, incline ; 
 And cause the brightness of Thy face 
 
 On all Thy saints to shine : 
 That so Thy wondrous way 
 
 May through the world be known, 
 Whilst distant lands their tribute pay, 
 
 And Thy salvation own. 
 
 Let differing nations join 
 
 To celebrate Thy fame ; 
 Let all the world, Lord, combine 
 
 To praise Thy glorious name. 
 let them shout and sing 
 
 With joy and pious mirth, 
 For Thou, the righteous Judge and King, 
 
 Shalt govern all the earth. 
 
 31. 
 
 God of Hosts, the mighty Lord, 
 
 How lovely is the place 
 Where Thou, enthroned in glory, show'st 
 
 The brightness of Thy face ! 
 
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254 APPENDIX. 
 
 My longing soul faints with desire 
 
 To view Thy blest abode ; 
 My panting heart and flesh cry out 
 
 For Thee, the living God. 
 
 Lord of hosts, my King and God, 
 
 How highly blest are they 
 Who in Thy temple always dwell 
 
 And there Thy praise display ! 
 
 Thrice happy they, whose choice has Thee 
 
 Their sure pretection made ; 
 Who long to tread the sacred ways 
 
 That to Thy dwelling lead ! 
 
 For God, who is our sun and shield, 
 
 Will grace and glory give ; 
 And no good thing will He withhold 
 
 From them that justly live. 
 
 32. 
 
 With glory clad, with strength arrayed, 
 The Lord, that o'er all nature reigns, 
 
 The world's foundations strongly laid, 
 And the vast fabric still sustains. 
 
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 How surely 'stablished is Thy throne, 
 Which shall no change or period see ! 
 
 For Thou, Lord, and thou alone, 
 Art God from all eternity. 
 
 The floods, Lord, lift up their voice, 
 And toss the troubled waves on high ; 
 
 But God above can still their noise, 
 And make the angry sea comply. 
 
 Thy promise, Lord, is ever sure ; 
 
 And they that in Thy house would dwell, 
 That happy station to secure, 
 
 Must still in holiness excel. 
 
 33. 
 
 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known 
 My rising up and lying down ; 
 My secret thoughts are known to Thee, 
 Known long before conceived by me. 
 
 Thine eye my bed and paths surveys, 
 My public haunts and private ways ; 
 Thou know'st what 'tis my lips would vent, 
 My yet unuttered words' intent. 
 
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256 APPENDIX. 
 
 Surrounded by Thy power I stand, 
 On every side I find Thy hand : 
 skill, for human reach too high ! 
 Too dazzling bright for mortal eye ! 
 
 Search, try, God, my thoughts and heart, 
 If mischief lurks in any part ; 
 Correct me where I go astray, 
 And guide me in Thy perfect way. 
 
 34. 
 
 The spacious firmament on high, 
 
 With all the blue ethereal sky, 
 
 And spangled heavens, a shining frame, 
 
 Their great original proclaim. 
 
 The unwearied sun, from day to day, 
 
 Does his Creator's power display, 
 
 And publishes to every land 
 
 The work of an Almighty hand. 
 
 Soon as the evening shades prevail, 
 The moon takes up the wondrous tale, 
 And nightly to the listening earth 
 Repeats the story of her birth ; 
 
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 Whilst all the stars that round her burn, 
 And all the planets in their turn, 
 Confirm the tidings, as they roll, 
 And spread the truth from pole to pole. 
 
 What, though in solemn silence all 
 Move round the dark terrestrial ball ? 
 What, though no real voice or sound 
 Amidst their radiant orbs be found ? 
 In reason's ear they all rejoice, 
 And utter forth a glorious voice, 
 For ever singing, as they shine, 
 " The hand that made us is Divine. M 
 
 35. 
 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes, 
 The eternal hills beyond the skies ; 
 Thence all her help my soul derives, 
 There my Almighty Eefuge lives. 
 
 He lives, the everlasting God, 
 That built the world, that spread the flood : 
 The heavens with all their hosts He made, 
 And the dark regions of the dead. 
 
258 APPENDIX. 
 
 He guides our feet, He guards our way ; 
 His morning smiles bless all the day ; 
 He spreads the evening veil, and keeps 
 The silent hours while Israel sleeps. 
 
 Israel, a name divinely blest, 
 May rise secure, securely rest ; 
 Thy holy Guardian's wakeful eyes 
 Admit no slumber nor surprise. 
 
 36. 
 
 There is a land of pure delight, 
 Where saints immortal reign, 
 
 Infinite day excludes the night, 
 And pleasures banish pain. 
 
 There everlasting spring abides, 
 And never-withering flowers ; 
 
 Death, like a narrow sea, divides 
 This heavenly land from ours.. 
 
 Sweet fields beyond the swelling flood 
 Stand dressed in living green : 
 
 So to the Jews old Canaan stood, 
 While Jordan rolled between. 
 
APPENDIX. 259 
 
 But timorous mortals start and shrink 
 
 To cross this narrow sea, 
 And linger shivering on the brink, 
 
 And fear to launch away. 
 
 ! could we make our doubts remove, 
 
 These gloomy doubts that rise, 
 And see the Canaan that we love 
 
 With unbeclouded eyes ; 
 
 Could we but climb where Moses stood, 
 
 And view the landscape o'er ; 
 Not Jordan's stream, nor death's cold flood, 
 
 Should fright us from the shore. 
 
 37. 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord, 
 Each in his office wait, 
 Observant of His heavenly word, 
 And watchful at His gate. 
 
 Let all your lamps be bright, 
 And trim the golden flame ; 
 Gird up your loins, as in His sight, 
 For awful is His name. 
 
260 APPENDIX. 
 
 Watch ; 'tis your Lord's command 
 And, while we speak, He's near ; 
 Mark the first signal of His hand, 
 And ready all appear. 
 
 happy servant he, 
 In such a posture found ! 
 He shall his Lord with rapture see, 
 And be with honour crowned. 
 
 Christ shall the banquet spread 
 With His own royal hand ; 
 And raise that favourite servant's head 
 Amid the angelic band. 
 
 38. 
 
 Shine on our souls, eternal God, 
 With rays of beauty shine! 
 
 let Thy favour crown our days, 
 And all their round be Thine ! 
 
 Did we not raise our hands to Thee, 
 Our hands might toil in vain ; 
 
 Small joy success itself could give, 
 If Thou Thy love restrain. 
 
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 With Thee let every week begin, 
 
 'With Thee each day be spent ; 
 For Thee each fleeting hour improved, 
 
 Since each by Thee is lent. 
 
 Thus cheer us through this desert road. 
 
 Till all our labours cease, 
 And heaven refresh our weary souls 
 
 With everlasting peace. 
 
 39. 
 
 Hosanna to the living Lord ! 
 Hosanna to the Incarnate Word ! 
 To Christ, Creator, Saviour, King, 
 Let earth, let heaven, Hosanna sing. 
 Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest ! 
 
 " Hosanna, Lord," Thine angels cry ; 
 " Hosanna, Lord," Thy saints reply : 
 Above, beneath us, and around, 
 The dead and living swell the sound. 
 Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest ! 
 
 Saviour, with protecting care 
 Eeturn to this Thy house of prayer, 
 Assembled in Thy sacred name, 
 "Where we Thy parting promise claim. 
 Hosanna, Lord. Hosanna in the highest ! 
 
262 APPENDIX. 
 
 But, chiefest, in our cleansed breast, 
 Eternal ! bid Thy Spirit rest ; 
 And make our secret soul to be 
 A temple pure, and worthy Thee. 
 Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest ! 
 
 So, in the last and dreadful day, 
 When earth and heaven shall melt away, 
 Thy flock, redeemed from sinful stain, 
 Shall swell the sound of praise again, 
 Hosanna, Lord, Hosanna in the highest ! 
 
 40. 
 
 Blest are the pure in heart, 
 
 For they shall see our God; 
 
 The secret of the Lord is theirs ; 
 
 Their soul is Christ's abode. 
 
 The Lord who left the heavens, 
 Our life and peace to bring, 
 To dwell in lowliness with men, 
 Their pattern and their King ; 
 
 Still to the low T ly soul 
 He doth Himself impart, 
 And for His dwelling and His throne 
 Chooseth the pure in heart. 
 
APPENDIX. 263 
 
 Lord, we Thy presence seek ; 
 May ours this blessing be ; 
 Give us a pure and lowly heart, 
 A temple meet for Thee. 
 
 41. 
 
 When our heads are bowed with woe, 
 "When our bitter tears o'erflow, 
 When we mourn the lost, the dear, 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 
 
 Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, 
 Thou our mortal griefs hast borne, 
 Thou hast shed the human tear ; 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear! 
 
 When the sullen death-bell tolls 
 For our own departed souls, 
 When our final doom is near, 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 
 
 Thou hast bowed the dying head, 
 Thou the blood of life hast shed, 
 Thou hast filled a mortal bier ; 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear! 
 
264 APPENDIX. 
 
 When the heart is sad within 
 With the thought of all its sin, 
 When the spirit shrinks with fear, 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 
 
 Thou the shame, the grief hast known, 
 Though the sins were not Thine own, 
 Thou has deigned their load to bear ; 
 Gracious Son of Mary, hear ! 
 
 42. 
 
 Lead, kindly Light, amid the encircling gloom, 
 
 Lead Thou me on ! 
 The night is dark, and I am far from home ; 
 
 Lead Thou me on ! 
 Keep Thou my feet ; I do not ask to see 
 The distant scene ; one step enough for me. 
 
 I was not ever thus, nor prayed that Thou 
 
 Shouldst lead me on ; 
 I loved to choose and see my path ; but now 
 
 Lead Thou me on ! 
 I loved the garish day, and, spite of fears, 
 Pride ruled my will : remember not past years. 
 
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 So long Thy power hast blest me, sure it still 
 
 Will lead me on 
 O'er moor and fen, o'er crag and torrent, till 
 
 The night is gone, 
 And with the morn those angel faces smile 
 Which I have loved long since, and lost awhile. 
 
 43. 
 
 We saw Thee not when Thou didst come 
 To this poor world of sin and death, 
 
 Nor e'er beheld Thy cottage-home 
 In that despised Nazareth ; 
 
 But we believe Thy footsteps trod 
 
 Its streets and plains, Thou Son of God, 
 
 We did not see Thee lifted high 
 Amid that wild and savage crew, 
 
 Nor heard Thy meek, imploring cry, 
 
 " Forgive, they know not what they do ; " 
 
 Yet we believe the deed was done, 
 
 Which shook the earth, and veiled the sun. 
 
 We stood not by the empty tomb 
 Where late Thy sacred Body lay ; 
 
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266 APPENDIX. 
 
 Nor sat within that upper room, 
 
 Nor met Thee in the open way : 
 But we believe that angels said, 
 " Why seek the living 'midst the dead ? " 
 
 We did not mark the chosen few, 
 When Thou didst through the clouds ascend, 
 
 First lift to heaven their wondering view, 
 Then to the earth all prostrate bend ; 
 
 Yet we believe that mortal eyes 
 
 Beheld Thee mount beyond the skies. 
 
 44. 
 
 The Church's one foundation 
 
 Is Jesus Christ her Lord ; 
 She is His new creation 
 
 By water and the Word : 
 From heaven He came and sought her 
 
 To be His holy Bride ; 
 With His own Blood He bought her, 
 
 And for her life He died. 
 
 Elect from every nation, 
 
 Yet one o'er all the earth, 
 Her charter of salvation 
 
 One Lord, one Faith, one Birth, 
 
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 One Holy Name she blesses, 
 
 Partakes one Holy Food, 
 And to one hope she presses, 
 
 With every grace endued. 
 
 Though with a scornful wonder 
 
 Men see her sore opprest, 
 By schisms rent asunder, 
 
 By heresies distrest, 
 Yet saints their watch are keeping, 
 
 Their cry goes up, " How long ? " 
 And soon the night of weeping 
 
 Shall be the morn of song. 
 
 Mid toil and tribulation, 
 
 And tumult of her war, 
 She waits the consummation 
 
 Of peace for evermore ; 
 Till with the vision glorious 
 
 Her longing eyes are blest, 
 And the great Church victorious 
 
 Shall be the Church at rest. 
 
 Yet she on earth hath union 
 With God the Three in One, 
 
 And mystic sweet communion 
 With those whose rest is won : 
 
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268 APPENDIX. 
 
 happy ones and holy ! 
 
 Lord give us grace that we, 
 Like them the meek and lowly, 
 
 On high may dwell with Thee. Amen. 
 
 45. 
 
 The sun is sinking fast, 
 
 The daylight dies ; 
 Let love awake, and pay 
 
 Her evening sacrifice. 
 
 As Christ upon the Cross 
 
 His Head inclined, 
 And to His Father's hands 
 
 His parting soul resigned, 
 
 So now herself my soul 
 
 Would wholly give 
 Into His sacred charge, 
 
 In whom all spirits live ; 
 
 So now beneath His eye 
 
 Would calmly rest, 
 Without a wish or thought 
 
 Abiding in the breast, 
 
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 Save that His Will be done, 
 
 ^Yhate , er betide, 
 Dead to herself, and dead 
 
 In Him to all beside. 
 
 Thus would I live ; yet now 
 
 Not I, but He 
 In all His power and love 
 
 Henceforth alive in me. 
 
 One sacred Trinity ! 
 
 One Lord Divine ! 
 May I be ever His, 
 
 And He for ever mine. Amen. 
 
 46. 
 
 Alleluia ! Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 
 The strife is o'er, the battle done : 
 The triumph of the Lord is won ; 
 let the song of praise be sung. 
 
 Alleh 
 
 The powers of death have done their worst, 
 And Jesus hath His foes dispersed ; 
 Let shouts of praise and joy outburst. 
 
 Alleluia. 
 2 a 3 
 
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 On the third morn He rose again 
 Glorious in majesty to reign ; 
 let us swell the joyful strain. 
 
 Alleluia. 
 
 He closed the yawning gates of hell ; 
 The bars from heaven's high portals fell ; 
 Let songs of joy His triumph tell. 
 
 Alleluia. 
 
 Lord, by the stripes which wounded Thee 
 From death's dread sting Thy servants free, 
 That we may live, and sing to Thee. 
 
 Alleluia. Amen. 
 
 47. 
 
 The King of love my Shepherd is, 
 Whose goodness faileth never ; 
 
 1 nothing lack if I am His 
 And He is mine for ever. 
 
 Where streams of living water flow 
 My ransomed soul He lcadeth, 
 
 And, where the verdant pastures grow, 
 With food celestial feedcth. 
 
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 Perverse and foolish oft I strayed, 
 
 But yet in love He sought me, 
 And on His shoulder gently laid, 
 
 And home, rejoicing, brought me. 
 
 In death's dark vale I fear no ill 
 With Thee, dear Lord, beside me ; 
 
 Thy rod and staff my comfort still, 
 Thy Cross before to guide me. 
 
 Thou spread'st a table in my sight ; 
 
 Thy unction grace bestoweth ; 
 And oh, what transport of delight 
 
 From Thy pure chalice floweth ! 
 
 And so through all the length of days 
 
 Thy goodness faileth never : 
 Good Shepherd, may I sing Thy praise 
 
 Within Thy house for ever. Amen. 
 
 48. 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " Come unto Me and rest ; 
 Lay down, thou weary one, lay down 
 
 Thy head upon My breast : " 
 
272 APPENDIX. 
 
 I came to Jesus as I was, 
 
 Weary, and worn, and sad ; 
 I found in Him a resting place, 
 
 And He has made me glad. 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " Behold I freely give 
 The living water, thirsty one, 
 
 Stoop down, and drink, and live : " 
 I came to Jesus, and I drank 
 
 Of that life-giving stream ; 
 My thirst was quenched, my soul revived, 
 
 And now I live in Him. 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say, 
 
 " I am this dark world's Light ; 
 Look unto Me, thy morn shall rise, 
 
 And all thy day be bright : " 
 I looked to Jesus, and I found 
 
 In Him my Star, my Sun ; 
 And in that Light of life I'll walk 
 
 Till travelling days are done. Amen. 
 
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 49. 
 
 Take up thy cross, the Saviour said, 
 If thou wouldst My disciple be ; 
 Deny thyself, the world forsake, 
 And humbly follow after Me. 
 
 Take up thy cross ; let not its weight 
 Fill thy weak spirit with alarm ; 
 His strength shall bear thy spirit up, 
 And brace thy heart, and nerve thine arm. 
 
 Take up thy cross, nor heed the shame ; 
 Nor let thy foolish pride rebel ; 
 Thy Lord for thee the Cross endured, 
 To save thy soul from death and hell. 
 
 Take up thy cross then in His strength, 
 And calmly every danger brave ; 
 'Twill guide thee to a better home, 
 And lead to victory o'er the grave. 
 
 Take up thy cross, and follow Christ, 
 Nor think till death to lay it down ; 
 For only he who bears the cross 
 May hope to wear the glorious crown. 
 
274 APPENDIX. 
 
 To Thee, Great Lord, the One in Three, 
 
 All praise for evermore ascend ; 
 
 O grant ns in our home to see 
 
 The heavenly life that knows no end. Amen. 
 
 50. 
 
 The strain upraise of joy and praise, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 To the glory of their King 
 
 Let the ransomed people sing Alleluia ! 
 
 And the choirs that dwell on high 
 
 Swell the chorus in the sky, Alleluia ! 
 
 Ye, through the fields of Paradise that roam, 
 Ye blessed ones, repeat through that bright home, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Ye planets glittering on your heavenly way, 
 Ye shining constellations, join and say 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Ye clouds that onward sweep, 
 
 Ye winds on pinions light, 
 
 Ye thunders, echoing loud and deep, 
 
 Ye lightnings wildly bright, 
 
 In sweet consent unite your Alleluia ! 
 
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 Ye floods and ocean billows, 
 
 Ye storms and winter snow, 
 
 Ye days of cloudless beauty, 
 
 Hoar frost and summer glow, 
 
 Ye groves that wave in spring, 
 
 And glorious forests, sing Alleluia ! 
 
 First let the birds, with painted plumage gay, 
 Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Then let the beasts of earth, with varying strain, 
 Join in creation's hymn, and cry again 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Here let the mountains thunder forth sonorous 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 There let the valleys sing in gentler chorus 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Thou jubilant abyss of ocean, cry 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Ye tracts of earth and continents, reply 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 To God, Who all creation made, 
 The frequent hymn be duly paid, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
276 APPENDIX. 
 
 This is the strain, the eternal strain, the Lord of 
 all things loves, Alleluia ! 
 
 This is the song, the heavenly song, that Christ 
 Himself approves, Alleluia ! 
 
 Wherefore we sing, both heart and voice awaking, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 And children's voices echo, answer making, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Now from all men be out-poured 
 Alleluia to the Lord ; 
 With Alleluia evermore 
 The Son and Spirit we adore. 
 Praise be done to the Three in One. 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia! Amen. 
 
 51. 
 
 Jesu, gentlest Saviour, 
 
 Thou art in us now, 
 Fill us with Thy Goodness, 
 
 Till our hearts o'erflow. 
 
 Multiply our graces, 
 
 Chiefly love and fear, 
 And, dear Lord, the chiefest, 
 
 Grace to persevere. 
 
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 Oh, how can we thank Thee 
 
 For a Gift like this, 
 Gift that truly maketh 
 
 Heaven's eternal bliss ! 
 
 Ah ! when wilt Thou always 
 
 Make our hearts Thy home ? 
 We must wait for heaven ; 
 
 Then the day will come. Amen. 
 
 52. 
 
 There is a green hill far away, 
 
 Without a city wall, 
 Where the dear Lord was crucified, 
 
 Who died to save us all. 
 
 We may not know, we cannot tell 
 What pains He had to bear, 
 
 But we believe it was for us 
 He hung and suffered there. 
 
 He died that we might be forgiven, 
 
 He died to make us good, 
 That we might go at last to heaven, 
 
 Saved by His precious Blood. 
 
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278 APPENDIX. 
 
 There was no other good enough 
 To pay the price of sin, 
 
 He only could unlock the gate 
 Of heaven, and let us in. 
 
 Oh, dearly, dearly has He loved, 
 And we must love Him too, 
 
 And trust in His redeeming Blood, 
 And try His works to do. Amen. 
 
 53. 
 
 Thou, Whose Almighty Word 
 Chaos and darkness heard, 
 
 And took their flight, 
 Hear us, we humbly pray, 
 And where the Gospel-day, 
 Sheds not its glorious ray, 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
 Thou who didst come to bring 
 On Thy redeeming wing 
 
 Healing and sight, 
 Health to the sick in mind, 
 Sight to the inly blind, 
 O now to all mankind 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
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 Spirit of truth and love, 
 Life-giving, Holy Dove, 
 
 Speed forth Thy flight ; 
 Move on the waters' face, 
 Bearing the lamp of grace, 
 And in earth's darkest place 
 
 Let there be light. 
 
 Holy and Blessed Three, 
 Glorious Trinity, 
 
 Wisdom, Love, Might ; 
 Boundless as ocean's tide 
 Boiling in fullest pride, 
 Through the earth far and wide, 
 
 Let there be light. Amen. 
 
 54. 
 
 Eternal Father, strong to save, 
 Whose arm hath bound the restless wave, 
 Who bid'st the mighty ocean deep 
 Its own appointed limits keep : 
 
 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
 
 For those in peril on the sea. 
 
 Christ, Whose voice the waters heard 
 And hushed their raging at Thy word, 
 
 2 b 2 
 
280 APPENDIX. 
 
 Who walked st on the foaming deep, 
 And calm amidst the storm did sleep; 
 
 O hear us when we cry to Thee 
 
 For those in peril on the sea. 
 
 Holy Spirit, Who didst brood 
 Upon the waters dark and rude, 
 And bid their angry tumult cease, 
 And give for wild confusion, peace ; 
 
 hear us when we cry to Thee 
 
 For those in peril on the sea. 
 
 Trinity of love and power, 
 Our bretheren shield in danger's hour ; 
 From rock and tempest, fire and foe, 
 Protect them wheresoe'er they go ; 
 
 Thus evermore shall rise to Thee 
 
 Glad hymns of praise from land and sea. Amen. 
 
 55. 
 
 Jesus calls us ; o'er the tumult 
 Of our life's wild restless sea 
 
 Day by day His sweet voice soundeth, 
 Saying, " Christian, follow me : " 
 
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 As of old Saint Andrew heard it 
 
 By the Galilean lake, 
 Turned from home, and toil, and kindred, 
 
 Leaving all for His dear sake. 
 
 Jesus calls us from the worship 
 
 Of the vain world's golden store, 
 From each idol that would keep us, 
 
 Saying, u Christian, love Me more." 
 
 In our joys and in our sorrows, 
 
 Days of toil and hours of ease, 
 Still He calls, in cares and pleasures, 
 
 That we love Him more than these. 
 
 Jesus calls us : by Thy mercies, 
 
 Saviour, make us hear Thy call, 
 Give our hearts to Thine obedience, 
 
 Serve and love Thee best of all. Amen. 
 
 56. 
 
 Captains of the saintly band, 
 Lights who lighten every land, 
 Princes who with Jesus dwell, 
 Judges of His Israel, 
 
 2 b 3 
 
282 APPENDIX. 
 
 On the nations sunk in night 
 Ye have shed the Gospel light, 
 Sin and error flee away, 
 Truth reveals the promised day. 
 
 Not by warrior's spear and sword 
 Not by art of human word, 
 Preaching but the Cross of shame, 
 Eebel hearts for Christ ye tame. 
 
 Earth that long in sin and pain 
 Groaned in Satan's deadly chain, 
 Now to serve its God is free, 
 In the law of liberty. 
 
 Distant lands with one acclaim 
 Tell the honour of your name, 
 "Who, wherever man has trod, 
 Teach the mysteries of God. 
 
 Glory to the Three in One, 
 
 While eternal ages run, 
 
 Who from deepest shades of night 
 
 Called us to His glorious light. Amen. 
 
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 57. 
 
 At even ere the sun was set, 
 The sick, Lord, around Thee lay ; 
 Oh, in what divers pains they met ! 
 Oh, with what joy they went away ! 
 
 Once more 'tis eventide, and we 
 Oppressed with various ills draw near ; 
 What if Thy Form we cannot see ? 
 We know and feel that Thou art here. 
 
 Saviour Christ, our woes dispel ; 
 For some are sick, and some are sad, 
 And some have never loved Thee well, 
 And some have lost the love they had ; 
 
 And some have found the world is vain, 
 Yet from the world they break not free ; 
 And some have friends who give them pain, 
 Yet have not sought a friend in Thee ; 
 
 And none, Lord, have perfect rest. 
 For none are wholly free from sin ; 
 And they, who fain would serve Thee best, 
 Are conscious most of wrong within. 
 
284 APPENDIX. 
 
 Saviour Christ, Thou too art Man ; 
 Thou hast been troubled, tempted, tried ; 
 Thy kind but searching glance can scan 
 The very wounds that shame would hide ; 
 
 Thy touch has still its ancient power ; 
 No word from Thee can fruitless fall ; 
 Hear, in this solemn evening hour, 
 And in Thy mercy heal us all. Amen. 
 
 58. 
 
 Our day of praise is done ; 
 
 The evening shadows fall ; 
 But pass not from us with the sun, 
 
 True light that light enest all. 
 
 Around the Throne on high, 
 Where night can never be, 
 
 The white-robed harpers of the sky 
 Bring ceaseless hymns to Thee. 
 
 Too faint our anthems here ; 
 
 Too soon of praise we tire : 
 But oh, the strains how full and clear 
 
 Of that eternal choir ! 
 
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 Yet, Lord, to Thy dear Will 
 
 If Thou attune the heart, 
 We in Thine Angels' music still 
 
 May bear our lower part. 
 
 'Tis Thine each soul to calm, 
 Each wayward thought reclaim, 
 
 And make our life a daily psalm 
 Of glory to Thy Name. 
 
 A little while, and then 
 
 Shall come the glorious end ; 
 And songs of Angels and of men 
 
 In perfect praise shall blend. Amen. 
 
 59. 
 
 Saviour, again to Thy dear Name we raise 
 With one accord our parting hymn of praise : 
 We stand to bless Thee ere our worship cease ; 
 Then, lowly kneeling, wait Thy word of peace. 
 
 Grant us Thy peace upon our homeward way ; 
 W T ith Thee began, with Thee shall end the day ; 
 Guard Thou the lips from sin, the hearts from 
 
 shame, 
 That in this house have called upon Thy Name. 
 
286 APPENDIX. 
 
 Grant us Thy peace, Lord, through the coming 
 
 night; 
 Turn Tnou for us its darkness into light ; 
 From harm and danger keep Thy children free, 
 For dark and light are both alike to Thee. 
 
 Grant us Thy peace throughout our earthly life, 
 Our balm in sorrow, and our stay in strife ; 
 Then, when Thy voice shall bid our conflict cease, 
 Call us, Lord, to Thine eternal peace. Amen. 
 
 60. 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane, 
 
 Ye that feel the tempter's power, 
 Your Redeemer's conflict see, 
 
 Watch with Him one bitter hour ; 
 Turn not from His griefs away ; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to pray. 
 
 Follow to the judgment-hall, 
 Yiew the Lord of life arraigned ; 
 
 Oh, the wormwood and the gall ! 
 Oh, the pangs His soul sustained ! 
 
 Shun not suffering, shame, or loss ; 
 
 Learn of Him to bear the cross. 
 
APPENDIX. 287 
 
 Calvary's mournful mountain climb; 
 
 There, adoring at His Feet, 
 Mark that niiracle of time, 
 
 God's own Sacrifice complete ; 
 " It is finished," hear Him cry ; 
 Learn of Jesus Christ to die. Amen. 
 
 61. 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day : 
 
 Christians, haste your vows to pay ; 
 
 Offer ye your praises meet 
 
 At the Paschal Tictim's feet. 
 
 For the sheep the Lamb hath bled, 
 
 Sinless in the sinner's stead ; 
 
 " Christ is* risen,'' to-day we cry ; 
 
 Now He lives no more to die. 
 
 Christ, the Victim undenled, 
 Man to God hath reconciled ; 
 Whilst in strange and awful strife 
 Met together Death and Life : 
 Christians, on this happy day 
 Haste with joy your vows to pay ; 
 " Christ is risen," to-day we cry ; 
 Now he lives no more to die. 
 
288 APPENDIX. 
 
 Christ, Who once for sinners bled, 
 Now the first-born from the dead, 
 Throned in endless might and power, 
 Lives and reigns for evermore. 
 Hail, Eternal Hope on high ! 
 Hail, Thou King of victory ! 
 Hail, Thou Prince of life adored ! 
 Help and save us, gracious Lord. Amen. 
 
 62. 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen again ; 
 Christ hath broken every chain ; 
 Hark ! Angelic voices cry, 
 Singing evermore on high, 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 He, Who gave for us His life, 
 Who for us endured the strife, 
 Is our Paschal Lamb to-day ; 
 We too sing for joy, and say 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 He, Who bore all pain and loss 
 Comfortless upon the Cross, 
 Lives in glory now on high, 
 Pleads for us, and hears our cry ; 
 
 Alleluia! 
 
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 He, Who slumbered in the grave, 
 Is exalted now to save ; 
 Now through Christendom it rings 
 That the Lamb is King of kings. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Now He bids us tell abroad 
 How the lost may be restored, 
 How the penitent forgiven, 
 How we too may enter heaven. 
 
 Alleluia ! 
 
 Thou, our Paschal Lamb indeed, 
 Christ, Thy ransomed people feed ; 
 Take our sins and guilt away, 
 Let us sing by night and day 
 
 Alleluia ! Amen. 
 
 63. 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! 
 
 Hearts to heaven and voices raise ; 
 Sing to God a hymn of gladness, 
 
 Sing to God a hymn of praise ; 
 He Who on the Cross a Victim 
 
 For the world's salvation bled, 
 Jesus Christ the King of glory, 
 
 Now is risen from the dead. 
 
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290 APPENDIX. 
 
 Christ is risen, Christ the first-fruits 
 
 Of the holy harvest field, 
 Which will all its full abundance 
 
 At His second coming yield ; 
 Then the golden ears of harvest 
 
 "Will their heads before Him wave, 
 Eipened by His glorious sunshine 
 
 From the furrows of the grave. 
 
 Christ is risen, we are risen ; 
 
 Shed upon us heavenly grace, 
 Eain, and dew, and gleams of glory 
 
 From the brightness of Thy Face ; 
 That we, with our hearts in heaven, 
 
 Here on earth may fruitful be, 
 And by Angel-hands be gathered, 
 
 And be ever, Lord, with Thee. 
 
 Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 
 
 Glory be to God on high ; 
 Alleluia to the Saviour, 
 
 Who has gained the victory ; 
 Alleluia to the Spirit, 
 
 Fount of love and sanctity ; 
 Alleluia ! Alleluia ! 
 
 To the Triune Majesty. Amen. 
 
APPENDIX. 291 
 
 64. 
 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 
 Let me hide myself in Thee ; 
 
 Let the Water and the Blood, 
 
 From Thy riven Side which flowed, 
 
 Be of sin the double cure, 
 
 Cleanse me from its guilt and power. 
 
 Not the labours of my hands 
 Can fulfil Thy law's demands ; 
 Could my zeal no respite know, 
 Could my tears for ever flow, 
 All for sin could not atone ; 
 Thou must save, and Thou alone. 
 
 Nothing in my hand I bring, 
 Simply to Thy Cross I cling ; 
 Naked, come to Thee for dress ; 
 Helpless, look to Thee for grace ; 
 Foul, I to the Fountain fly ; 
 Wash me, Saviour, or I die. 
 
 While I draw this fleeting breath, 
 When my eyelids close in death, 
 When I soar through tracts unknown, 
 See Thee on Thy Judgment Throne ; 
 Rock of ages, cleft for me, 
 Let me hide myself in Thee. Amen 
 
 2 c 2 
 
292 APPENDIX. 
 
 65. 
 
 Jesu, meek and gentle, 
 
 Son of God most High, 
 Pitying, loving Saviour, 
 
 Hear Thy children's cry* 
 
 Pardon our offences, 
 Loose our captive chains, 
 
 Break down every idol 
 Which our soul detains. 
 
 Give us holy freedom, 
 Fill our hearts with love, 
 
 Draw us, Holy Jesus, 
 To the realms above. 
 
 Lead us on our journey, 
 
 Be Thyself the Way 
 Through terrestrial darkness 
 
 To celestial day. 
 
 Jesu, meek and gentle, 
 
 Son of God most High, 
 Pitying, loving, Saviour. 
 
 Hear Thy children's cry. Amen. 
 
APPENDIX. 293 
 
 66. 
 
 quickly come, dread Judge of all : 
 For, awful though Thine advent be, 
 
 All shadows from the truth will fall, 
 And falsehood die, in sight of Thee : 
 
 quickly come : for doubt and fear 
 
 Like clouds dissolve when Thou art near. 
 
 quickly come, great King of all ; 
 
 Eeign all around us, and within ; 
 Let sin no more our souls enthral, 
 
 Let pain and sorrow die with sin : 
 quickly come : for Thou alone 
 Canst make Thy scattered people one. 
 
 quickly come, true Life of all ; 
 
 For death is mighty all around ; 
 On every home his shadows fall, 
 
 On every heart his mark is found : 
 O quickly come : for grief and pain 
 Can never cloud Thy glorious reign. 
 
 quickly come, sure Light of all, 
 For gloomy night broods o'er our way ; 
 
 And weakly souls begin to fall 
 
 With weary watching for the day : 
 
 quickly come : for round Thy Throne 
 
 No eye is blind, no night is known. Amen. 
 
 2 o 3 
 
294 APPENDIX. 
 
 67. 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun 
 Doth his successive journeys run ; 
 His kingdom stretch from shore to shore, 
 Till moons shall wax and wane no more. 
 
 People and realms of every tongue 
 Dwell on His love with sweetest song, 
 And infant voices shall proclaim 
 Their early blessings in His Xame. 
 
 Blessings abound where'er He reigns ; 
 The prisoner leaps to lose his chains ; 
 The weary find eternal rest, 
 And all the sons of want are blest. 
 
 Let every creature rise and bring 
 Peculiar honours to our King ; 
 Angels descend with songs again, 
 And earth repeat the loud Amen. Amen. 
 
 68. 
 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand, 
 In sparkling raiment bright, 
 
 The armies of the ransomed Saints 
 Throng up the steeps of light : 
 
APPENDIX. 295 
 
 Tis finished ! all is finished, 
 
 Their fight with death and sin ; 
 Fling open wide the golden gates, 
 
 And let the victors in. 
 
 What rush of Alleluias 
 
 Fills all the earth and sky ! 
 What ringing of a thousand harps 
 
 Eespeaks the triumph nigh ! 
 day. for which creation 
 
 And all its tribes were made ! 
 O joy, for all its former woes 
 
 A thousand-fold repaid ! 
 
 O a then what raptured greetings 
 
 On Canaan's happy shore, 
 "What knitting severed friendships up, 
 
 Where partings are no more ! 
 Then eyes with joy shall sparkle 
 
 That brimmed with tears of late ; 
 Orphans no longer fatherless, 
 
 Nor widows desolate. 
 
 Bring near Thy great salvation. 
 
 Thou lamb for sinners slain. 
 Fill up the roll of Thine elect. 
 
 Then take Thy power and reign : 
 
296 APPENDIX. 
 
 Appear, Desire of nations, 
 
 Thine exiles long for home ; 
 Shew in the heavens Thy promised sign ; 
 
 Thou Prince and Saviour, come. Amen. 
 
 69. 
 
 " Come unto Me, ye weary, 
 
 And I will give you rest." 
 O blessed voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to hearts opprest ; 
 It tells of benediction, 
 
 Of pardon, grace, and peace, 
 Of joy that hath no ending, 
 
 Of love which cannot cease. 
 
 " Come unto Me, ye wanderers, 
 
 And I will give you light." 
 loving voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to cheer the night : 
 Our hearts were filled with sadness, 
 
 And we had lost our way ; 
 But He has brought us gladness 
 
 And songs at break of day. 
 
 il Come unto Me, ye fainting, 
 
 And I will give you life." 
 O cheering voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which comes to aid our strife ; 
 
APPENDIX. 297 
 
 The foe is stern and eager, 
 
 The fight is fierce and long ; 
 But He has made us mighty, 
 
 And stronger than the strong. 
 
 "And whosoever cometh, 
 
 I will not cast him out." 
 welcome voice of Jesus, 
 
 Which drives away our doubt ; 
 Which calls us very sinners, 
 
 Unworthy though we be 
 Of love so free and boundless, 
 
 To come, dear Lord, to Thee. Amen 
 
 70. 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ; 
 'Tis thy Saviour, hear His Word ; 
 Jesus speaks, and speaks to Thee, 
 " Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me ? 
 
 " I delivered thee when bound, 
 And, when bleeding, healed thy wound ; 
 Sought thee wandering, set thee right, 
 Turned thy darkness into light. 
 
 u Can a woman's tender care 
 Cease towards the child she bare ? 
 Yes, she may forgetful be, 
 Yet will I remember thee. 
 
298 APPENDIX. 
 
 " Mine is an unchanging love, 
 Higher than the heights above, 
 Deeper than the depths beneath, 
 Free and faithful, strong as death. 
 
 " Thou shalt see My glory soon, 
 When the work of grace is done ; 
 Partner of My throne shalt be ; 
 Say, poor sinner, lov'st thou Me ? " 
 
 Lord, it is my chief complaint 
 
 That my love is weak and faint ; 
 
 Yet I love Thee, and adore ; 
 
 O for grace to love Thee more. Amen. 
 
 71. 
 
 Jesus, I have promised 
 To serve Thee to the end ; 
 
 Be Thou for ever near me, 
 My Master and my Friend ; 
 
 1 shall not fear the battle 
 If Thou art by my side, 
 
 Nor wander from the pathway 
 If Thou wilt be my Guide. 
 
 let me feel Thee near me : 
 The world is ever near ; 
 
 1 see the sights that dazzle, 
 The tempting sounds I hear ; 
 
APPENDIX. 299 
 
 My foes are ever near me, 
 Around me and within ; 
 
 But, Jesus, draw Thou nearer, 
 And shield my soul from sin . 
 
 let me hear Thee speaking 
 
 In accents clear and still, 
 Above the storms of passion, 
 
 The murmurs of self-will ; 
 speak to reassure me, 
 
 To hasten, or control ; 
 speak, and make me listen, 
 
 Thou guardian of my soul. 
 
 Jesus, Thou hast promised 
 
 To all who follow Thee, 
 That where Thou art in glory 
 
 There shall Thy servant be ; 
 And, Jesus, I have promised 
 
 To serve Thee to the end ; 
 give me grace to follow, 
 
 My Master and My Friend. 
 
 let me see Thy foot-marks, 
 And in them plant mine own ; 
 
 My hope to follow duly 
 Is in Thy strength alone ; 
 
300 APPENDIX. 
 
 guide me, call me, draw me, 
 
 Uphold me to the end ; 
 And then in heaven receive me, 
 
 My Saviour and my Friend. Amen. 
 
 72. 
 
 Thine for ever ! God of love, 
 Hear us from Thy throne above ; 
 Thine for ever may we be 
 Here and in eternity. 
 
 Thine for ever ! Lord of life, 
 Shield us through our earthly strife ; 
 Thou the Life, the Truth, the Way, 
 Guide us to the realms of day. 
 
 Thine for ever ! oh, how blest 
 They who find in Thee their rest ! 
 Saviour, Guardian, Heavenly Friend, 
 O defend us to the end. 
 
 Thine for ever ! Saviour, keep 
 Us Thy frail and trembling sheep ; 
 Safe alone beneath Thy care, 
 Let us all Thy goodness share. 
 
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 Thine for ever ; Thou our Guide, 
 
 All our wants by Thee supplied, 
 
 All our sins by Thee forgiven, 
 
 Lead us, Lord, from earth to heaven. Amen. 
 
 73. 
 
 Lord, shall Thy children come to Thee ? 
 
 A boon of love divine we seek ; 
 
 Brought to Thine Arms in infancy, 
 
 Ere hearts could feel, or tongue could speak ; 
 
 Thy children pray for grace that they 
 
 May come themselves to Thee to-day. 
 
 Lord, may we ever here remain, 
 
 Oft as we see Thy Table spread, 
 
 And, tokens of Thy dying Pain, 
 
 The "Wine poured out, the broken Bread ; 
 
 Bless, bless, Lord, Thy children's prayer, 
 
 That they may come and find Thee there. 
 
 Lord, may we come ! not thus alone 
 At holy times, or solemn rite, 
 But every hour, till life be flown, 
 Through weal or woe, in gloom or light, 
 Come to Thy throne of grace, that we, 
 In faith, hope, love, confirmed may be 
 
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302 APPENDIX. 
 
 Lord, may we come, come yet again ! 
 
 Thy children ask one blessing more ; 
 
 To come, not now alone, but then, 
 
 When life, and death, and time are o'er ; 
 
 Then, then to come, Lord, and be 
 
 Confirmed in heaven, confirmed by Thee. Amen. 
 
 74. 
 
 Father, before Thy throne of light 
 
 The guardian Angels bend, 
 And ever in Thy presence bright 
 
 Their psalms adoring blend ; 
 And casting down each golden crown 
 
 Beside the crystal sea, 
 With voice and lyre, in happy quire, 
 
 Hymn glory, Lord, to Thee. 
 
 And as the rainbow lustre falls 
 
 Athwart their glowing wings, 
 While seraph unto seraph calls, 
 
 And each Thy goodness sings ; 
 So may we feel, as low we kneel, 
 
 To pray Thee for Thy grace, 
 That Thou art here for all who fear 
 
 The brightness of Thy face. 
 
APPENDIX. 303 
 
 Here, where the Angels see us come 
 
 To worship day by day, 
 Teach us to seek our heavenly home, 
 
 And love Thee e'en as they ; 
 Teach us to raise our notes of praise, 
 
 With them Thy love to own, 
 That boyhood's time and manhood's prime 
 
 Be Thine and Thine alone. Amen. 
 
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304 COLLECT OF THE FOUNDATION. 
 
 COLLECT OF THE FOUNDATION. 
 
 To be said after the Third Collect of Morning 
 and Evening Prayer. 
 
 We give Thee humble and hearty thanks, O 
 most merciful Father, for the Memory and Good 
 Example of Arthur Duke of Wellington, and for 
 all our Governors and Benefactors, by whose bene- 
 fit this whole College is brought up to godliness 
 and good learning : And we beseech Thee to give 
 us grace to use these Thy blessings to the glory of 
 Thy Holy Name, that we may answer the good 
 intent of our religious Founders, and become pro- 
 fitable members of the Church and Commonwealth, 
 and at last be partakers of the immortal glory of 
 the Eesurrection, through our Lord and Saviour, 
 Jesus Christ. Amen. 
 
COMMEMORATION. 305 
 
 COMMEMOEATION OF 
 THE DUKE OF WELLINGTON. 
 
 Birthday, First of May, A.D. 1769. 
 Death, Fourteenth of September, A. D. 1852. 
 Public Funeral, Eighteenth of November, A.D. 
 1852. 
 
 First shall be said, all kneeling. 
 
 The Lord's Prayer, " Our Father," &c. 
 
 Lord, open Thou our lips. 
 Answer. And our mouth shall shew forth Thy 
 praise. 
 Priest. God, make speed to save us. 
 Answer. Lord, make haste to help us. 
 
 Here all standing up, the Priest shall say, 
 
 Glory be to the Father, and to the Son : and to 
 the Holy Ghost; 
 
 Answer. As it was in the beginning, is now, and 
 ever shall be : world without end. Amen. 
 
 Priest. Praise ye the Lord. 
 
 Answer. The Lord's Name be praised. 
 
 And after, these three Psalms, 
 
 Psalm cxlv. Exaltabo te, Deus. 
 Psalm cxlvi. Lauda, anima mea. 
 Psalm cxlvii. Laudate Dominum. 
 
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306 COMMEMORATION. 
 
 Then shall be read the Lesson, 
 
 May 1. Judges v. 
 
 Sep. 14, Nov. 18. — Ecclus. xliv. to v. 16. 
 
 Then shall follow the SERMON, ' 
 and afterwards this Antliem on the First of May. 
 
 give thanks unto the Lord. The righteous 
 shall be had in everlasting remembrance, and the 
 just as the brightness of the firmament. Blessed 
 be the Lord God of Israel, for everlasting, and let 
 all the people say Amen. 
 
 Or this, on the Fourteenth of September and Eighteenth 
 of November. 
 
 Blessed for ever are they that die trusting in 
 God. Yea, blessed for ever are they that die in 
 the Lord. From henceforth they rest from their 
 labours. For them that sleep in Jesus God will 
 bring with him. Blessed, yea blessed are they 
 that sleep in Jesus. They rest from their labours 
 for evermore. 
 
 And then that which followeth, all standing, 
 
 Minister. The memory of the righteous shall 
 remain for evermore. 
 
 Answer. And shall not be afraid of any evil 
 report. 
 
COMMEMORATION. 307 
 
 Minister. The souls of the righteous are in the 
 hand of God. 
 
 Answer. Neither shall any grief hurt them. 
 
 Minister. The Lord be with you. 
 
 Answer. And with thy spirit. 
 
 Minister. Let us pray. 
 
 Lord God, the Resurrection and the Life of 
 them that believe ; who art always to be praised as 
 well in the living as the departed ; we give Thee 
 thanks for the Memory and Good Example of 
 Arthur Duke of Wellington, for our Founders, 
 and all other our Benefactors, by whose benefits 
 we are here brought up to godliness and good 
 learning; and we beseech Thee that we, well 
 using to Thy glory these their gifts, may, with all 
 the dead in Christ, be brought unto the immortal 
 glory of the Resurrection, through Christ our Lord. 
 A men. 
 
 The grace of our Lord Jesus Christ, and the 
 love of God, and the fellowship of the Holy Ghost, 
 be with us all evermore. Amen. 
 
BEFOEE THE COMMUNION. 
 
 ADVENT. 
 
 Drop down, ye heavens, from above, and let the 
 skies pour down righteousness ; let the earth open, 
 and let them bring forth salvation. — 7s. xlv. 8. 
 
 The heavens declare the glory of God : and the 
 firmament showeth His handy work. — Ps. xix. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 CHRISTMAS, UNTIL EPIPHANY. 
 
 Unto us a Child is born, unto us a Son is given ; 
 and the government shall be upon His shoulder: 
 and His Name shall be called Wonderful, Coun- 
 sellor, the Mighty God, the Everlasting Father, 
 the Prince of Peace. — Is. ix. 6. 
 
 O sing unto the Lord a new song : for He hath 
 done marvellous things. — Ps. xcviii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 EPIPHANY, AND EIGHT DAYS AFTER. 
 
 Behold the Lord, the Ruler is come ; and do- 
 minion, power, and empire are in His hand. 
 
 Give the king Thy judgments, O God : and Thy 
 righteousness unto the king's son. — Ps. Ixxii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 309 
 
 SUNDAYS AFTEK EPIPHANY. 
 
 Worship Him, all ye Gods. Sion heard of it and 
 rejoiced : and the daughters of Judah were glad. — 
 Ps. xcvii. 7. 
 
 The Lord is King, the earth may be glad thereof: 
 yea the multitude of the isles may be glad thereof. 
 Ps. xcvii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 FEOM SEPTUAGESIMA TO FIEST SUNDAY 
 IN LENT. 
 
 The sorrows of death compassed me : and the 
 overflowings of ungodliness made me afraid. 
 
 The pains of hell came about me : the snares of 
 death overtook me. 
 
 In my trouble I will call upon the Lord: and 
 complain unto my God. 
 
 So shall He hear my voice out of His holy 
 temple : and my complaint shall come before Him, 
 it shall enter even into His ears. — Ps. xviii. 3 — 6. 
 
 I will love Thee, Lord, my strength; the 
 Lord is my stony rock, and my defence: my 
 Saviour, my God, and my might, in Whom I will 
 trust, my buckler, the horn also of my salvation, 
 and my refuge. — Ps. xviii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
310 BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 
 
 FIRST SUNDAY IN LENT TO PASSION 
 SUNDAY. 
 
 Rejoice ye with Jerusalem, and gather together 
 all ye that love the Lord : rejoice for joy with her 
 all ye that mourn for her, that ye may be satisfied 
 with her consolations. — 7s. hi. 
 
 I was glad when they said unto me, We will go 
 into the house of the Lord. — Ps. cxxii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 FROM PASSION SUNDAY TO EASTER. 
 
 Our Lord Jesus Christ humbled Himself, and 
 became obedient unto death, even the death of the 
 Cross. Wherefore God hath highly exalted Him, 
 and given Him a Name which is above every name. 
 — Phil. ii. 8, 9. 
 
 My song shall be alway of the loving-kindness of 
 the Lord : with my mouth will I ever be showing 
 Thy truth from one generation to another. — 
 Ps. 1 xxx ix. 1. 
 
 EASTER DAY. 
 
 I wake up and am present with Thee. Alleluia. 
 Thou hast laid Thine hand upon me. Alleluia. 
 Thy knowledge is become wonderful. Alleluia. 
 Alleluia. — Ps. cxxxix. 18, 4, 5. 
 
BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 311 
 
 Lord, Thou hast searched me out. and known 
 me: Thou knowest my down-sitting and mine up- 
 rising. — Ps. cxxxix. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 MONDAY AND TUESDAY IX EASTEE 
 WEEK. 
 
 The Lord hath brought thee into the land flow- 
 ing with milk and honey. Alleluia. That the 
 Lord's law may be in thy mouth. Alleluia, 
 Alleluia. — Ex. xiii, 5, 8. 
 
 give thanks unto the Lord, and call upon His 
 Name : tell the people what things He hath done. 
 —Ps. cv. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 SUNDAYS AFTER EASTEE. 
 
 Christ our Passover is sacrificed for us : Alleluia : 
 therefore let us keep the feast with the unleavened 
 bread of sincerity and truth. Alleluia. Alleluia. 
 —1 Cor. v. 7, 8. 
 
 This is the day which the Lord hath made : we 
 will rejoice, and be glad in it. — Ps, cxviii. 24. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
312 BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 
 
 ASCENSION DAY. 
 
 God is gone up with a merry noise; and the 
 Lord with the sound of the trumpet. Alleluia. — 
 Ps. xlvii. 5. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 OE THIS, AND FOE EIGHT DAYS AFTEE. 
 
 Ye men of Galilee, why stand ye gazing up into 
 heaven? This same Jesus, which is taken up 
 from you into heaven, shall so come in like manner 
 as ye have seen Him go into heaven. Alleluia. — 
 Acts i. 11. 
 
 clap your hands together, all ye people: 
 sing unto God with the voice of melody. — Ps. 
 xlvii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 WHIT-SUNDAY AND UNTIL TEINITY 
 SUNDAY. 
 
 The Spirit of the Lord filleth the world, Alleluia : 
 and that which containeth all things hath know- 
 ledge of the voice. Alleluia. — Wisd. i. 7. 
 
 Let God arise, and let His enemies be scattered : 
 let them also that hate Him flee before Him. — 
 Ps. Ixviii. 1. 
 
BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 313 
 
 TRINITY SUNDAY. 
 
 Blessed be the Holy Trinity, and the undivided 
 Unity : we will give glory to Him, because He 
 hath shown His mercy upon us. 
 
 Lord, our Governor: how excellent is Thy 
 Name in all the world. — Ps. viii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 SUNDAYS AFTER TRINITY. 
 
 Except in July and October, 
 
 1 will go unto the altar of God, even the God of 
 my joy and gladness. — Ps. xliii. 4. 
 
 Give sentence with me, God, and defend my 
 cause against the ungodly people : deliver me 
 from the deceitful and wicked man. 
 
 For Thou art the God of my strength, why hast 
 Thou put me from Thee : and why go I so heavily, 
 while the enemy oppresseth me ? 
 
 O send out Thy light and Thy truth, that they 
 may lead me : and bring me unto Thy holy hill, 
 and to Thy dwelling. 
 
 And that I may go unto the altar of God, even 
 unto the God of my joy and gladness : and upon 
 the harp will I give thanks unto Thee, God, my 
 God. 
 
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314 BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 
 
 Why art thou so heavy, my soul : and why 
 art thou so disquieted within me ? 
 
 put thy trust in God : for I will yet give Him 
 thanks, which is the help of my countenance and 
 my God. — Ps. xliii. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 SUNDAYS IN JULY. 
 
 God in His holy habitation, He is the God that 
 maketh men to be of one mind in an house : He 
 will give strength and power unto His people. — 
 Ps. Ixviii. 
 
 Let God arise, and let His enemies be scattered ; 
 let them also that hate Him flee before Him. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 SUNDAYS IN OCTOBER 
 
 1 am the salvation of my people, saith the Lord ; 
 out of whatsoever tribulation they shall call Me, I 
 will hearken unto them : and I will be their God 
 for ever. 
 
 Hear my law, my people: incline your ears 
 unto the words of my mouth. — Ps. Jxxviii. 1. 
 Glorv be to the Father. 
 
BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 315 
 
 SUNDAY NEXT BEFOEE ADVENT. 
 
 I know the thoughts I think towards you, saith 
 the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give 
 you an expected end : ye shall call upon Me, and I 
 will hearken unto you : and I will be found of 
 you, and I will turn away your captivity from all 
 places. — Jer. xxix. 
 
 Lord, Thou art become gracious unto Thy land : 
 Thou hast turned away the captivity of Jacob. — 
 Ps. Ixxxv. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 APOSTLES. 
 
 Thou shalt make them princes over all the 
 earth : they shall remember Thy Name, Lord. 
 
 Instead of thy fathers, thou shalt have children, 
 whom thou mayest make princes in all lands. — 
 Ps. xlv. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 PUEIFICATION. 
 
 We wait for Thy loving-kindness, God : in the 
 midst of Thy temple. 
 
 O God, according to Thy Name, so is Thy praise 
 unto the world's end: Thy right Hand is full of 
 righteousness. — Ps. xlviii. 8, 9. 
 
 2 e 2 
 
316 BEF0BE THE COMMUNION. 
 
 Great is the Lord, and highly to be praised : in 
 the city of our God, even upon His holy hill. — Ps. 
 xlviii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 ; ANNUNCIATION. 
 
 Drop down, ye heavens, from above, and let the 
 skies pour down righteousness : let the earth open, 
 and let them bring forth salvation. — 7s. xlv. 8. 
 
 Lord, Thou art become gracious unto Thy land : 
 Thou hast turned away the captivity of Jacob. — 
 Ps. Ixxxv. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 SAINT JOHN BAPTIST. 
 
 The Lord hath called me from the womb : from 
 the bowels of my mother hath he made mention 
 of my name. And he hath made my mouth like 
 a sharp sword, in the shadow of His Hand hath 
 He hid me, and made me a polished shaft. — Is. 
 xlix. 1. 
 
 Lord, Thou hast searched me out and known 
 me : Thou knowest my down-sitting and mine up- 
 rising. — Ps. cxxxix. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
BEFORE THE COMMUNION. 317 
 
 S. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. 
 
 praise the Lord, all ye His Angels, ye that 
 excel in strength, ye that fulfil His Commandment, 
 and hearken to the voice of His Word. — Ps. tin. 20. 
 
 Praise the Lord, my soul, and all that is 
 within me praise His holy Name. — Ps, ciii. 1. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 ALL SAINTS. 
 
 Let us rejoice in the Lord, celebrating a festival- 
 day in honour of all the Saints, at whose solemnity 
 the Angels rejoice, and give prav.e to the Son of 
 God. 
 
 Eejoice in the Lord, ye righteous: for it 
 becometh well the just to be thankful. — Ps. xxxiii. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
 DEDICATION. 
 
 How dreadful is this place. This is none other 
 but the house of God, and this is the gate of 
 Heaven. — Gen. xxviii. 
 
 how amiable are Thy dwellings: Thou Lord 
 of hosts. 
 
 My soul hath a desire and longing to enter into 
 the courts of the Lord : my heart and my flesh 
 rejoice in the living God. — Ps. Iccxxiv. 1, 2. 
 
 Glory be to the Father. 
 
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PSALMS 
 
 Which may be used in place of the above Introits. 
 
 1st in Advent . . . 
 
 Beat as vir 
 
 1 
 
 2nd in Advent . . 
 
 Ad Dominum 
 
 120 
 
 3rd in Advent . . . 
 
 Cum invocarem .... 
 
 4 
 
 4th in Advent . . . 
 
 Verba mea auribus . . . 
 
 5 
 
 Christmas Day . . 
 
 Domine Dominus . . . 
 
 8 
 
 S. Stephen . . . . 
 
 Quid gloriaris in malitia . 
 
 52 
 
 S. John Ev. . . . 
 
 In Domino confido . . . 
 
 11 
 
 Innocents' Day . . 
 
 Deus, venerunt gentes 
 
 79 
 
 Sun. aft. Christmas . 
 
 Levavi oculos 
 
 121 
 
 Circumcision . . . 
 
 Lsetatus sum 
 
 122 
 
 Epiphany . . . . 
 
 Cantate Domino. . . . 
 
 96 
 
 1st after Epiphany . 
 
 Usque quo Domine . . 
 
 13 
 
 2nd after Epiphany . 
 
 Dixit insipiens .... 
 
 14 
 
 3rd after Epiphany . 
 
 Domine, quis habitabit . 
 
 15 
 
 4th after Epiphany . 
 
 Quare fremuerunt gentes 
 
 2 
 
 5th after Epiphany . 
 
 Exaudiat te Dominus . . 
 
 20 
 
 6th after Epiphany . 
 
 Exaudiat te Dominus . . 
 
 20 
 
 Septuagesima . . . 
 
 Dominus regit me . . . 
 
 23 
 
 Sexagesima . . . . 
 
 Domini est terra . . . 
 
 . 24 
 
 Quinquagesima . . 
 
 Judica me, Domine . . 
 
 . 26 
 
 Ash Wednesday . . 
 
 Domine, ne in furore . . 
 
 6 
 
 1st in Lent . . . 
 
 Bcati quorum .... 
 
 32 
 

 PSALMS, ETC. 
 
 
 2nd in Lent . 
 
 De profundis . 
 
 
 3rd in Lent . 
 
 Judica me Deus. 
 
 
 4th in Lent . . . 
 
 Deus noster refugium 
 
 
 5th in Lent . . . 
 
 . Deus in nomine tuo 
 
 
 Next before Easter 
 
 Exaudi. Deus . . 
 
 
 Good Feiday . . 
 
 Deus, Deus meus . 
 
 
 Easter Even . . 
 
 . Domine, Deus salutis 
 
 
 Easter Day . . 
 
 Conserva me, Domine 
 
 
 Eastee Day . . 
 
 Domine, quid . . . 
 
 
 Easter Monday 
 
 Nonne Deo subjecta 
 
 
 Easter Tuesday . 
 
 Laudate, Pueri . . 
 
 
 1st after Easter . 
 
 Beatus vir .... 
 
 
 2nd after Easter . 
 
 . Deus in adjutorium. . 
 
 , 
 
 3rd after Easter . 
 
 Confitebimur tibi . 
 
 
 4th after Easter . 
 
 Deus stetit in Synagog 
 
 a . . 
 
 5th after Easter . 
 
 . Quam dilecta tabemac 
 
 ula . 
 
 Ascension Day . 
 
 . Omnes gentes plaudite 
 
 . . . 
 
 Sun. after Ascension 
 
 . Dominus regnavit . 
 
 . 
 
 Whit Sunday . . 
 Whit Monday . . 
 Whit Tuesday . 
 Trinity Sunday . 
 
 . Exultate justi . . 
 
 
 Jubilate Deo . 
 
 
 Misericordiam 
 
 
 . Deus misereatur 
 
 
 1st after Trinity . 
 
 . Beati immaculati . 
 
 . 119 
 
 2nd after Trinity . 
 
 . In quo corriget . r 
 
 . 119 
 
 3rd after Trinity . 
 
 . Retribue servo tuo . 
 
 . 119 
 
 4th after Trinity . 
 
 . Adhsesit pavimento 
 
 . 119 
 
 5th after Trinity . 
 
 . Legem pone . . . 
 
 . 119 
 
 6th after Trinity . 
 
 . Et venial super me 
 
 . 119 
 
 319 
 
320 
 
 PSALMS, ETC. 
 
 7th after Trinity . . 
 8th after Trinity . . 
 9th after Trinity . . 
 10th after Trinity. . 
 11th after Trinity. . 
 12th after Trinity. . 
 13th after Trinity. . 
 14th after Trinity. . 
 15th after Trinity. . 
 16th after Trinity. . 
 17th after Trinity . 
 18th after Trinity. . 
 19th after Trinity. . 
 20th after Trinity. . 
 21st after Trinity . . 
 22nd after Trinity . 
 23rd after Trinity. . 
 24th after Trinity. . 
 25th after Trinity. . 
 S. Andrew .... 
 S. Thomas .... 
 Conversion of S. Paul 
 Purification .... 
 S. Matthias. . . . 
 Annunciation . . . 
 
 S. Mark 
 
 SS. Philip & James . 
 8. Barnabas . . . 
 
 Memor esto . 
 Portio mea 
 Bonitatem 
 Manus tuae . 
 Defecit anima 
 In seternum Domine 
 Quomodo dilexi . 
 Lucerna pedibus 
 Iniquos odio habui 
 Feci judicium 
 Mirabilia . . . 
 Justus es Domine 
 Clamavi . . . 
 Vide humilitatem 
 Principes persecuti 
 Appropinquet 
 Nisi quia dominus 
 Qui confidunt 
 Nisi dominus 
 Ssepe expugnaverunt 
 Beati omnes . . 
 Confitebor tibi . 
 Ecce nunc . . 
 Eripe me . . . 
 Domine, non est 
 Domine, clamavi 
 Ecce quam bonum 
 Voce mea . . . 
 

 PSALMS, ETC. 
 
 321 
 
 S. John Baptist 
 S. Peter . . . 
 S. James . . 
 S. Bartholomew 
 S. Matthew . . 
 S. Michael . . 
 S. Luke . . . 
 SS. Simon and Jude . 
 Ail Saints .... 
 
 Domine exaudi .... 143 
 
 Benedictus Dominus . . . 144 
 
 Laudate Dominum de ccelis 148 
 
 Non nobis Domine . . . 115 
 
 Laudate Dominum omnes . 117 
 
 Laudate pueri 113 
 
 Super flumina 137 
 
 Laudate Dominum . . . 150 
 
 Cantate Domino .... 149 
 
INDEX OF METEICAL PSALMS. 
 
 Psalm Page 
 
 i. Blest is the man who walks with God . 119 
 
 vni. O Thou to Whom all creatures bow . 121 
 
 xviii. O God, my strength and fortitude . . 125 
 
 xxiii. My Shepherd is the living Lord . . 130 
 
 xxvi. Lord, be my Judge, for I have trod . 127 
 
 xxvii. Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal . 141 
 
 xxxiv. Through all the changing scenes . . 134 
 
 xlii. As pants the hart for cooling streams . 132 
 
 xlv. O Fairest of all men .... 53 
 
 xlvi. God our Hope and Strength abiding . 37 
 
 Li. Have mercy, Lord, on me . . .70 
 
 lv. My heart doth faint, for want of breath . 136 
 
 lxiii. O God Thou art my God alone . .139 
 
 lxviii. O Lord upon Thine heritage . . . 143 
 
 lxxii. Hail to the Lord's anointed . . .146 
 
 lxxxiv. Lord to me Thy minsters are . .148 
 
 lxxxiv. O God of hosts, the mighty Lord . .123 
 
 xc. O God, our help in ages past . . .149 
 
 xci. Call Jehovah thy salvation . . . 150 
 
 xcin. God the Lord a King remaineth . . 153 
 
 c. All people that on earth do dwell . .155 
 
 civ. My soul, praise the Lord ... 60 
 
 ex. Spake the glorious Lord in heaven . 159 
 
INDEX OF PSALMS. 323 
 
 Psalm Page 
 
 cxyii. From all who dwell below the skies . 161 
 
 cxxi. Up to those bright and gladsome hills . 163 
 
 cxxn. O 'twas a joyful sound to hear . .165 
 
 cxxxiii. How good and how beseeming well . 166 
 
 cxlyiii. Praise the Lord ! ye heavens, adore Him 59 
 
INDEX OF FIEST LINKS. 
 
 WITH NAMES OF AUTHORS AND TRANSLATOR-. 
 
 Abide with me, fast falls the eventide 
 
 A lew more years shall roll Horato 
 
 Alleluia, song of sweetness {cent, xiii.) 65 
 
 Alleluia! Alleluia! Hearts to heaven and voices 
 
 '■;•. 2-9 
 
 All people that on earth do dwell H*. A 
 
 All praise to Thee, my God, this night Bp. Ken 2 
 
 All praise to Thee Who safe hast kept 
 
 An exile for the Faith 4 6 
 
 Art thou weary, art thou languid . . . . Ticihs. by Itr. .'•• 
 
 As even the li! as dear A 
 
 As monrna a widowed bride (7Y/ I tali) 
 
 'Jr. K. W. Bauon, 1 
 As pants the hart for cooling streams. . Psalm 42. Neva Yer.- 
 
 As with gladness men of old W.ChatterUmi 
 
 At even ere the sun was set Rev. Hairy IV i 
 
 At length released from many woes i\2 
 
 At the Lamb's high feast we sing \mbrosian 93 
 
 A tower of strength our God doth stand From Luther (Bwskoll) 12; 
 Awake, my soul, and with the sun Bp. Ken \ 
 
 Behold us, Lord, before Thee met W. Bright 21 o 
 
 Bethlehem ! of noblest cities 52 
 
 Blessed City, Heavenly Salem (urbs beata) .. E. W. Benson 217 
 
 Blest are the pure in heart Keble, Christian Year 262 
 
 Blest is the man who walks with God Keble 119 
 
 Bread of heaven, on Thee we feed Josiah Ccmder 2 8 
 
 Bread of the world in mercy broken Bp. Heber 207 
 
 Brief life is here our portion Xeale 142 
 
 Brightest and best of the sons Bp. Eeber 51 
 
 By the Cross sad vigil keeping . . Bp. Mont, Chambers, BuckoU 31 
 
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326 INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 
 
 CallJehovah thy salvation 150 
 
 Captains of the saintly band . . . . Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker 281 
 
 Christ's everlasting messengers /. Williams 194 
 
 Christ in highest heaven enthroned 184 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen again 
 
 Catherine Winkworth (from the German) 288 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day C. Wesley 234 
 
 Christ the Lord is risen to-day Jane E. Leeson 2&7 
 
 Christ, whose glory fills the skies C. Wesley 248 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Eternal God J. Cosin 74 and 113 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, our souls inspire 113 
 
 Come, Holy Ghost, Thine influence shed J. Wesley 207 
 
 Come, let us join our friends above C. Wesley 244 
 
 Come unto Me, ye weary William Chatterton Dix 296 
 
 Commit thou all thy griefs J. Wesley 252 
 
 Creator, Saviour, strengthening Guide Keble 118 
 
 Day of Doom, the last and greatest 
 
 Thomas de Celano, trans. E. W. Benson 31 
 Deeply laid, a sure Foundation (Angulare Fundamentum) 
 
 E. W. Benson 219 
 
 Deep waters have come in, Lord 89 
 
 Dies irse, dies ilia Thomas de Celano 223 
 
 Disposer Supreme and Judge of the earth /. Williams 193 
 
 Draw nigh and take the Body of the Lord Neale 205 
 
 Ere darkling wanes the day Ambrosian, trans. E. W. Benson 10 
 Eternal Father, strong to save W. Whiting 279 
 
 Father, before Thy throne of Light F. W. Farrar 302 
 
 Father, whate'er of earthly bliss Steele 161 
 
 Fear no more for the torturer's hand I. Williams 199 
 
 Fellow of the Father's light {cento') 11 
 
 From all who dwell below the skies /. Watts 161 
 
 From far sunrise to early morn Sedulius (cento) 39 
 
 From Greenland's icy mountains Bp. Heber 213 
 
 From hidden source arising 195 
 
 Gladdening Light ! all glorious fire Greek (cent ii.) 27 
 
 Glorious things of Thee are spoken J. Newton 167 
 
 Glory and laud and honour S. Theodulph 84 
 
INDEX OF FIRST LINES. 327 
 
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 God moves in a mysterious way Cowper 135 
 
 God our hope and strength abiding Keble 37 
 
 God, of all the Strength and Stay Ambrosian ( Week and Seasons) 18 
 
 God the Lord a King remaineth Keble 153 
 
 God, who madest earth and heaven 
 
 Bp. Heber and Abp. Whateley 250 
 
 Go to dark Gethsemane James Montgomery 286 
 
 Gracious Spirit, Holy Ghost Bp. Wordsworth 67 
 
 Great God, what do I see and hear . . Colly erfr. Eingwaldt 29 
 Guide us, Thou Great Jehovah W. Williams 137 
 
 Hail the day that sees Him rise Afadan 107 
 
 Hail to the Lord's anointed Jas. Montgomery 146 
 
 Hark ! an awful voice is thrilling Caswall 30 
 
 Hark, my soul ! it is the Lord ! Coivper 297 
 
 Hark ! the glad sound i the Saviour comes . . . . Doddridge 35 
 
 Hark ! the herald angels sing C. Wesley 42 
 
 Have mercy, Lord, on me Tate and Brady 70 
 
 He is gone — beyond the skies A. P. Stanley 237 
 
 Holy, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty Bp. Heber 117 
 
 Hosanna to the living Lord Bp. Heber 261 
 
 How bright these glorious spirits shine . . . . W. E. Cameron 243 
 How good and how beseeming well . . . . Sir Philip Sydney 166 
 
 How happy the mortal I. Williams 196 
 
 How sweet the days, Lord, are sped . . . . (0 quam jurat) 6 
 How sweet the Name of Jesus sounds . . . . Rev. J. Newton 226 
 Hush'd the storms that lately raved E. W. Benson 174 
 
 If there be that skills to reckon 190 
 
 I heard the voice of Jesus say Horatius Bonar 271 
 
 In caves of the lone wilderness thy youth Caswall 181 
 
 In stature grows the heavenly Child J. Chandler 55 
 
 In the hour of trial J. Montgomery 75 
 
 Jam lucis orto sidere Ambi'osian 247 
 
 Jerusalem the golden Trans, by Dr. Neale 235 
 
 Jesu ! as though Thyself wert here 93 
 
 Jesu, gentlest Saviour F. W. Faber 21 S 
 
 Jesu, lover of my soul C. Wesley 151 
 
 Jesu, meek and gentle Rev. G. R. Prynne 292 
 
 Jesus calls us Cecil Frances Alexander 280 
 
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 Jesus Christ is risen to-day 98 
 
 Jesus lives, no longer now Cox, from Gellert 103 
 
 Jesus shall reign where'er the sun /. Watts 294 
 
 Jesu ! the very thought of Thee St Bernard, Casvjall 56 
 
 Jesu, who sawest on one sad night 81 
 
 Lauda, Sion, Salvatorem St. Thomas Aquinas 245 
 
 Lead, kindly Light J. H. Newman 264 
 
 Let all our tongues be one Moravian 20 
 
 Lo ! from the desert homes /. Williams 179 
 
 Lo ! He comes with clouds descending Wesley, Cennick, Madan 33 
 
 Lord, behold us with Thy blessing Buckoll 221 
 
 Lord, be my Judge, for I have trod Keble 127 
 
 Lord, dismiss us with Thy blessing Buckoll 111 
 
 Lord, in this Thy mercy's day /. Williams 233 
 
 Lord of mercy and of might Bp. Heber 230 
 
 Lord, shall Thy children 301 
 
 Lord to me Thy minsters are 148 
 
 Lo ! the golden light is peering ( Week and Seasons) 9 
 
 Love Divine, all loves excelling C. Wesley 131 
 
 Lovely flowers of martyrs, hail 47 
 
 Morn of morns, and day of days . . . . (Die dierum) I. Williams 1 
 
 Most glorious Lord of Life Edmund Spenser 17 
 
 My God, and is Thy Table spread Doddridge 204 
 
 My God, how wonderful Thou art Faber 168 
 
 My God, I love Thee, not because F. Xavier 120 
 
 My heart doth faint for want of breath Hopkins 136 
 
 My Shepherd is the living Lord J. Sternhold 130 
 
 My soul, praise the Lord T. Park 60 
 
 Night, and clouds in darkness sailing . . . . (Week and Seasons) 12 
 
 Now daily shines the sun more fair 176 
 
 Now the day's declining wheel I. Williams 21 
 
 Now the stars are lit in heaven Keble 26 
 
 O Blessed Saviour, Lord of all Bp. Cosin 22 
 
 O come and let us mourn awhile Faber 90 
 
 O Fairest of all men J. Sternhold 53 
 
 O for a heart to praise my God C. Wesley 156 
 
 O God of hosts, the mighty Lord 123 
 
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 God of hosts, the mighty Lord . . Psalm 84. New Version 253 
 God of life, whose power benign . . . . Rev. A. T. Russell 241 
 
 God, my strength and fortitude J. Sternhold 125 
 
 God, our help in ages past I. Watts 149 
 
 God, Thou art my God alone 139 
 
 God, who canst not change nor fail 
 
 Ambrosian, trans, by J. E. Newman 249 
 
 God, unseen, yet ever near Edwin Osier 247 
 
 Goodly Light of the Holy Glory Greek {cent, ii.) 28 
 
 happy day, when first was poured 50 
 
 heavenly Jerusalem 189 
 
 help us, Lord ! each hour of need Milman 231 
 
 Jesu, King most wonderful St. Bernard 57 
 
 Jesu, Lord of heavenly grace Chandler (cent, vi.) 23 
 
 Jesus, I have promised Rev. J. E. Bode 298 
 
 Jesu ! Thou the Beauty art St. Bernard 58 
 
 King Eternal, King most high S. Eugene Tolet 108 
 
 Lord of heaven and earth and sea Bp. Wordsworth 215 
 
 Lord, turn not Thy Face away Mardley, alt. Eeber 71 
 
 Lord upon Thine heritage 143 
 
 Love, who formedst me to wear Jonas Scheffler 227 
 
 quickly come, dread Judge of all Rev. L. Tuttiett 293 
 
 Rock of Ages, One Foundation 182 
 
 Sion, open wide thy gates Caswall 171 
 
 Thou not made with hands F. T. Palgrave 144 
 
 Thou, the Heaven's eternal King Ambrosian 104 
 
 Thou, to whom all creatures bow . . Psalm 8. New Version 121 
 
 Thou, to whose all-searching sight J. Wesley 126 
 
 Thou Who hast at Thy command CotteriU 140 
 
 Thou Who on Thy sainted choir 122 
 
 throned, crowned with all renown . . . . E. W. Benson 201 
 
 O timely happy, timely wise Keble 16 
 
 O 'twas a joyful sound to hear . . . . Psalm 122. New Version 165 
 
 Our blest Redeemer, ere He breathed E. Auber 239 
 
 Our day of praise is done Rev. John Ellerton 284 
 
 O weep not o'er thy children's tomb Eeber 47 
 
 O ye, who followed Christ in love Chandler 66 
 
 Oft in danger, oft in woe . . . . Kirke White and F. F. Maitland 133 
 
 Pour down Thy Spirit, Gracious Lord OVney Eymns 158 
 
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 Pour out Thy Spirit from on high 200 
 
 Praise the Lord ; ye heavens, adore Him Bp. Mant 59 
 
 Praise to the Holiest . . . Woe to thee, man . . J. H. Newman 76 
 Praise to the Holiest ... loving wisdom . . J. H. Newman 77 
 
 Ride on, ride on in majesty Milman 232 
 
 Rightful Prince of Martyrs thou /. Williams 43 
 
 Rock of Ages, cleft for me Toplady 291 
 
 Ruler of the hosts of light (Supreme Rector) 112 
 
 Sabbath of the saints of old T. Whytehead 94 
 
 Saviour, again to Thy dear name we raise J. Ellerton 285 
 
 Saviour, when in dust to Thee Sir R. Grant 72 
 
 Shine on our souls, eternal God P. Doddridge 260 
 
 Sing, my tongue, . . . Tell His triumph . . . . Yen. Fortunatus 82 
 
 Sing, my tongue, ... Of His Flesh (cento) 88 
 
 Soldiers of Christ, arise C. Wesley 162 
 
 Spake the glorious Lord in heaven . . Psalm 110. E. W. Benson 159 
 
 Spirit of might and sweetness too Keble 211 
 
 Spouse of Christ ! in arms contending W. Palmer 187 
 
 Sun of my soul ! Thou Saviour dear Keble 13 
 
 Sweet incense breathes around /. Williams 172 
 
 Take up thy cross C. W. Everest 273 
 
 Talk with us, Lord, Thyself reveal 141 
 
 Ten thousand times ten thousand Alford 294 
 
 That day of wrath, that dreadful day . . . . Sir Walter Scott 223 
 
 The Church's one foundation Rev. S. J. Stone 266 
 
 The dawn was purpling o'er the sky Caswall 101 
 
 The day is done, its hours have run Fader 15 
 
 The day Thou gavest, Lord, is ended J. Ellerton 7 
 
 The fiery sun is gone Ambrosian 18 
 
 The High-priest once a year 1. Williams 109 
 
 The hosts of God encamp around . . Psalm 34. New Version 135 
 The King of love my Shepherd is . . Rev. Sir Henry W. Baker 270 
 
 The life which God's Incarnate Word 44 
 
 The Lord's eternal gifts Caswall 192 
 
 There is a book who runs may read Keble 63 
 
 The Royal Banners forward go Yen. Fortunatus 80 
 
 The solemn season calls us now Chandler 69 
 
 The Son of God goes forth to war Bp. Reber 197 
 
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 The spacious firmament on high Joseph Addison 256 
 
 The splendours of Thy glory, Lord (0 Luce qui mortalibus) 
 
 E. W. Benson 24 
 The strain upraise of joy and praise 
 
 From the Latin, trans, by Dr. Neale 274 
 
 The strife is o'er, the battle done Rev. Francis Pott 269 
 
 The sun is sinking fast Caswall 268 
 
 The Word of God Who hid in flesh 86 
 
 The year begins with Thee Keble 48 
 
 There is a green hill far away .. .. Cecil Frances Alexander 277 
 
 There is a land of pure delight 7. Watts 258 
 
 Thine angels, Christ, we laud Bp. Heber 185 
 
 Thine for ever ! God of love Mary F. Maude 300 
 
 Thou art gone up on high Emma Toke 236 
 
 Thou, Great Creator, art possessed Chandler 62 
 
 Thou, Lord, by strictest search hast known . . . . /. Watts 255 
 
 Thou, Whose Almighty Word Rev. J. Marriott 278 
 
 Thousands within Thy courts have met . . . . J. Montgomery 154 
 Through all the changing scenes of life Psalm 31. Xew Version 134 
 
 To bless Thy chosen race Psalm 67. New Version 253 
 
 To Christ, the Prince of Peace Trans. Casuall 19 
 
 To Thee, Lord, I yield my spirit Xeumark 213 
 
 Two brothers freely cast their lot 183 
 
 Up to the hills I lift mine eyes I. Watts 257 
 
 Up to those bright and gladsome hills . . . . Hen. Vaughan 163 
 
 Veni, Sancte Spiritus Robert II., King of France 238 
 
 Virgin-born we bow before Thee Bp. Heber 175 
 
 We saw Thee not when Thou didst come . . Rev. J. H. Gurney 265 
 
 When Christ the Lord would come on earth Alford 35 
 
 When God of old came down from heaven Keble 116 
 
 When I survey the wondrous Cross I. Watts 79 
 
 When our heads are bowed with woe Milman 263 
 
 When the new-born saint3 assembling Keble 178 
 
 Where high the Heavenly Temple stands M. Bruce 110 
 
 While shepherds watched their flocks X.Tate 38 
 
 Who are these like stars appearing ? 
 
 German hymn, trans, by F. E. Cox 241 
 Who Thy mysterious Supper share J. Wesley 209 
 
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 Why, Saviour, dost Thou come 170 
 
 With glory clad, with strength arrayed /. Watts 254 
 
 Ye choirs of new Jerusalem S. Fulbert 102 
 
 Ye faithful, approach ye (Adeste Fideles) 40 
 
 Ye royal priests of Jesus, rise J. Wesley 203 
 
 Ye servants of the Lord P. Doddridge 259 
 
 Ye sons and daughters of the King Neale 99 
 
 Ye whoe'er for Christ are seeking Prudentius 203 
 
 Commemoration 305 
 
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