Then, Jesu, grant us now to die with Thee,

With new-born hearts, oh! grant us now to rise, That so the world's vain pleasures we may flee, And fix our hearts, our treasure, in the skies.

Now to the Father, and his only Son,

Who conquered death, and reigns supreme in heaven,

And to the Holy Spirit, Three in One,
All praise and glory evermore be given.

MATINS.

(Dum morte victor obrutá. No. 94.)

THE Lord hath burst the bonds of death,
And triumphed o'er the grave,
Once more your Master ye behold,
Who died your souls to save.

Remember how with joyful hearts
Ye swelled his faithful train,
And listened to the wondrous things
Of His eternal reign.

But when He told you of the cross,
The woes he first must bear,
Your fearful love too soon consigned
Your hearts to sad despair.

Oh! surely 'twas ordained for Him,
As Son of man to die,

That He might triumph over death,
As Son of God most high.

O Lord, we pray thee, be thou still
Our teacher from above:

Instruct our hearts to know thee well,
And as we know, to love.

Now to the Father, and the Son,

Who reigns supreme in heaven,

And Holy Spirit, Three in One,
Be endless glory given.

EVENSONG.

(Natus parenti redditus. No. 95.)

THE Son, upon His Father's throne,
Is still your constant friend,
And soon, like fire, upon your hearts,
His Spirit shall descend.

Thus fitted for your heavenly task,
He sends you forth abroad,

To sound the glorious trumpet-note,
And call mankind to God.

is He will fortify your hearts,

Whatever toils betide,

Though dark the way, and rough the path, With foes on every side.

Though tyrants rage, though sinners scoff,
Their scorn, their threats, how vain
To those, for whom to live is Christ,
For whom to die is gain!

May steadfast faith, may joyful hope,
And never-failing love,

Remove your fears, console your hearts,
And lift your souls above!

To God the Father, God the Son,
Who calls us to the sky,

And to the Holy Ghost, be praise
To all eternity*.

*The feast of St. Philip and St. James always comes between Easter and Whit Sunday; in the course of those fifty days, during which our Lord, after his rising from the dead, and before his ascension, showed himself to his disciples, and spoke to them of the things appertaining to the kingdom of God. Accordingly, each of these hymns refer to these particular circumstances. The first consoles the disciples under the prospect of their Lord's departure; the second reminds them of the glorious consequences of his death; and the third sets forth to them their glorious career, as the publishers of his Gospel all over the world.

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ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS.

(Christi, qui sedes Olympo. No. 96.)

O CHRIST, who in heaven
Hast made thine abode,

To whom there is given
Like glory with God,

Before Thee assemble
The spirits of light,
Thou makest them tremble,
Because of thy might:

Oh! may we, combining
Our own feeble lays,
Now please thee by joining
Their chorus of praise.

Among them appeareth
Thy champion, O Lord,
The victor that beareth
The glittering sword:

The sword that he wielded

So stoutly in fight,

When the fierce dragon yielded

To his greater might:
Who, when against heaven

He dared to rebel,

With his armies was driven

To nethermost hell.

The chief place thou bearest

The spirits among,

Thou, Michael, fairest

Of all the bright throng: Round God's seat in glory Ye all are arrayed,

And ever before ye

His counsels are laid:

The courses of nature
Ye order full well:
Ye bear every creature
To heaven or to hell.

The heirs of salvation

Your succour receive,

And strong consolation,
Whenever they grieve:
When sickness assails us,

Ye save us from fear,

When the breath of life fails us,

Ye still hover near; And so when, life ended, Our spirits take flight, By you they're attended To regions of light.

Oh! let the Creator

Our praises embrace, The Father of nature, The Father of grace: The like adoration

To him be assigned,