SECOND SUNDAY IN ADVENT. LUKE XXI. IN the sun and moon and stars Soon shall ocean's hoary deep, Tossed with stronger tempests, rise; Darker storms the mountain sweep, Redder lightning rend the skies. Evil thoughts shall shake the proud, Shall the Judge of men appear. But though from that awful face Heaven shall fade and earth shall fly, Fear not ye, his chosen race, Your redemption draweth nigh. THIRD SUNDAY IN ADVENT. MATT. XI. O, Savicur, is thy promise fled? No longer might thy grace endure, In darkness and in doubt we roam, A dawning to thy brighter day: THE FOURTH SUNDAY IN ADVENT. THE world is grown old, and her pleasures are past; The world is grown old, and her form may not last; The world is grown old, and trembles for fear; The sun in the heaven is languid and pale; near. The king on his throne, the bride in her bower, The children of pleasure all feel the sad hour; The roses are faded, and tasteless the cheer, For the world is grown old,and judgment is near. The world is grown old,-but should we complain, Who have tried her and know that her promise is vain? Our heart is in heaven, our home is not here, And we look for our crown when judgment is near. CHRISTMAS DAY. O, Saviour, whom this holy morn To mortal want and labor born, Incarnate Word, by every grief, If gaily clothed and proudly fed, If pressed by poverty severe, Through fickle fortune's various scene Like us thou hast a mourner been, May we rejoice with thee. ST STEPHEN'S DAY. THE Son of God goes forth to war, Who best can drink his cup of wo, Who patient bears his cross below, The martyr first, whose eagle eye Who saw his Master in the sky, He prayed for them that did the wrong. A glorious band, the chosen few, Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, |