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ST. MATTHEW. 183
“Rise, he calleth thee."-St. Mark x. 49. I BEHOLD, the Master passeth by! 4 That “ Follow Me" his faithful ear
Oh, seest thou not His pleading Eye? Seemed every day afresh to hear :
“ Leave this vain world, and follow Me." And fired his hope, and nerved his will 2 Osoul, bowed down with harrowing care, 5 God gently calls us every day:
Hast thou no thought for heaven to spare? Why should we then our bliss delay? From earthly toils lift up thine eye ; He calls to heaven and endless light: Behold, the Master passeth by!
Why should we love the dreary night? 3. One heard Him calling long ago, 6 Praise, Lord, to Thee for Matthew's call,
And straightway left all things below, At which he rose and left his all :
Thou, Lord, e'en now art calling me,For Jesus and His blessed Cross.
I will leave all, and follow Thee. Amen.
ST. MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS.
To pray Thee for Thy grace,
That Thou art here for all who fear
The brightness of Thy face.
3 Here where the Angels see us come Beside the crystal sea,
To worship day by day, cres. With voice and lyre, in happy choir,
Teach us to seek our heavenly Home, Hymn glory, Lord, to Thee.
And serve Thee e'en as they ; 2 And as the rainbow lustre falls
With them to raise our notes of praise, Athwart their glowing wings,
With them Thy love to own ; [prime While seraph unto seraph calls, cres. That boyhood's time and manhood's And each Thy goodness sings ;
Be Thine, and Thine alone! Amen.
“The Son of Man shall come in His glory, and all the holy Angels
with Him."-St. Matt. xxv. 31.
FIO GOD the Son eternal, Thy dread might
And from the realms of light
Cast down in burning fight
Who, 'mid Thy glory's blaze,
Heaven's ceaseless anthems raise,
The mercies of their King
To mortal saints to bring,
4. But Thee, the First and Last, we glorify,
Not with Thine hierarchy, .
The armies of the sky,
5 Therefore with Angels and Archangels we
And tune our songs to Thee,
Who art, and art to be ;
“ The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted
for joy.”--Job xxxviii. 7.
F1 STARS of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial resplendence and light;
2 These are Thy counsellors : these dost Thou own,
3 Then, when the earth was first poised in mid-space,
Then, when the planets first sped on their race,-
4 Still let them succour us; still let them fight,
* This word, signifying 'Thrice-Holy,' represents in the Greek Liturgies the “Holy, Holy, Holy," sung in the Communion Service.
197 “ The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands
of Angels.”—Ps. lxviii. 17. F WHERE angelic hosts adore Thee, 3 Ranged around in wondrous order,
Thou, O God, in heaven dost reign; Thee they serve, their Lord and King ; At Thy word they rose around Thee, „ Grant that in our cares and danger
And Thy word doth them sustain." They may timely succour bring. 2 Thousand times ten thousand, bending 4 Praise to Thee, Who hast created
At Thy throne, their homage pay; Earth and heaven, with all their host; Flames of fire in strength excelling Praise to Thee, O God most mighty, Haste Thy pleasure to obey.
Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.
Also the following :: O ve immortal throng (463). They come, God's messengers of love (521).
ST. LUKE. 198 “Who went about doing good, and healing all that were oppressed
of the devil.”—Acts x. 38. I OH, blest was he, whose earlier skill4 Lo! souls are lying cold and dead The suffering frame made whole,
In palsy's numbing chain ; Called, Lord, by Thee from deadlier Speak Thou the word of power, good
To heal the dying soul! [woes And bid them live again. (Lord, 2 0 true Physician ! heal the souls 5 The fever burns in guilty breastsThat sick and wounded lie ;
Hot passion's wilful fire ; With wholesome medicine of 'Thy word, Calm Thou the storm with words of Oh, heal them lest they die !
And quell each vain desire, (peace, 3 Lo! to our nature cleaveth still 6 0 Jesu, Healer of all ills, The leprosy of sin;
To Thee for help we flee ; Put forth Thy hand and touch us, Lord, Our souls, by Thine all-cleansing grace, And make us clean within.
From every bond set free. Amen.
I SAINTS of God, whom faith united
In the Twelve Apostles' band :
Who for Christ in pain delighted, cres. Who are now at Christ's right hand ; dim. Ye had many a bitter trial, P Ye were scorned and set at nought,
Fearing nothing but denial cres. Of the Lord for whom ye fought.
2 Called on earth to different stations
In the battle of the Lord, Ye went on through tribulations, Faith your shield, and truth your
sword: Far apart through toils and dangers
Passed ye onward to your rest;
Now together ye are blest i
P 3 Leaves of Autumn tell the story
How our lives must also pass,
Fadeth like the summer grass :
Earthly hopes but poor at best ;
In your steps, and gain our rest ! F 4 Him whose love mankind created,
Him who came for man to bleed,
Us and all His chosen seed,
To His glorious Home on high,
Now and ever magnify! Amen.