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With lowly self-oblation,
For Christ an offering meet, He laid his earthly riches
At the apostles' feet. 2 The son of Consolation!
O name of soothing balm! It fell on sick and weary
Like breath of heaven's own calm! And the blest son of comfort,
With fearless, loving hand, The Gentiles' great apostle
Led to the faithful band. 3 The son of Consolation!
Drawn near unto his Lord, He won the martyr's glory,
And passed to his reward.
For ever lost in sight,
With praise, and joy, and light. 4 The son of Consolation!
Lord, hear our humble prayer, That each of us thy children
Such blessèd name may bear! That we, sweet comfort shedding
O’er homes of pain and woe, Midst sickness and in prisons,
May seek thee here below. 5 The sons of Consolation!
O what their bliss will be,
“Ye did it unto me"! The merciful and loving
The Lord of life shall own,
Maud Coote, 1871
ST. JOHN BAPTIST 282
Announces that the Lord is nigh;
Glad tidings of the King of kings. 2 Then cleansed be every Christian breast,
And furnished for so great a guest;
3 For thou art our salvation, Lord,
Our refuge and our great reward;
4 To heal the sick stretch out thine hand,
And bid the fallen sinner stand;
5 All praise, eternal Son, to thee,
Whose Advent set thy people free;
Also the following
ST. PETER 283
18.104.22.168 ORSAKEN once, and thrice denied,
The risen Lord gave pardon free, Stood once again at Peter's side,
And asked him, “Lov'st thou me?”
2 How many times with faithless word
Have we denied his holy Name, How oft forsaken our dear Lord,
And shrunk when trial came!
3 Saint Peter, when the cock crew clear,
Went out and wept his broken faith; Strong as a rock through strife and fear,
He served his Lord till death.
4 How oft his cowardice of heart
We have without his love sincere, The sin without the sorrow's smart,
The shame without the tear!
5 0 oft forsaken, oft denied,
Forgive our shame, wash out our sin; Look on us from thy Father's side,
And let that sweet look win.
6 Hear when we call thee from the deep,
Still walk beside us on the shore, Give hands to work, and eyes to weep, And hearts to love thee more. Amen.
Cecil Frances Alexander, 1876
Also the following 135 Jesus, and shall it ever be 147 In the hour of trial
St. JAMES 284
L.M. WE TE praise thy Name, O Lord most
high, Redeemer of our souls from death, And all thy mercies magnify,
In making known thy saving faith.
2 Thou didst the humble fisher call,
Beside the shores of Galilee:
And left his nets to follow thee.
3 0 happy choice, for earthly toil
The strife to rescue souls from sin; For treasures that may rust and spoil,
The crown of heavenly life to win.
4 O favoured one, who, ere he knew
The sharpness of the coming cross, Of thy bright beauty caught the view
That turns to gain all earthly loss. 5 Thy promise is fulfilled, and he
Dares in thy painful steps to go; To drink thy cup of agony,
And drain the bitter dregs of woe.
6 Grant, Lord, that hope of seeing thee
In bliss may us with courage nerve,
THE TRANSFIGURATION 285
WONDROUS type! O vision fair
Of glory that the Church shall share, Which Christ upon the mountain shows, Where brighter than the sun he glows!
2 From age to age the tale declare,
How with the three disciples there,
3 With shining face and bright array,
Christ deigns to manifest to-day
Who joy in God with perfect love.
By this great vision's mystery;
The voice of prayer, the hymn of praise. 5 O Father, with the eternal Son,
And Holy Spirit, ever One,
Latin; Tr. John Mason Neale, 1854, alt.
High on the mountain here with thee; Where stand revealed to mortal gaze Those glorious saints of other days; Who once received on Horeb's height The eternal laws of truth and right; Or caught the still small whisper, higher
Than storm, than earthquake, or than fire. 2 Lord, it is good for us to be
Entranced, enwrapt, alone with thee;
Gazing on that transfigured face. 3 Lord, it is good for us to be
Here on the holy mount with thee;