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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Hymns from the East + Being Centos and Suggestions from the Office Books of the + Holy Eastern Church + +Author: John Brownlie + +Release Date: April 2, 2009 [EBook #28479] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: ISO-8859-1 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HYMNS FROM THE EAST *** + + + + +Produced by Stephen Hutcheson and Charles Coulston + + + + + + + + + + HYMNS FROM THE EAST + + + + + _Hymnological Works by the Same Author._ + + +HYMNS FROM THE GREEK OFFICE BOOKS. Crown 8vo, 3/6 net. + +HYMNS OF THE HOLY EASTERN CHURCH. Translated from the Service Books; with +Introductory Chapters on the History, Doctrine, and Worship of the +Church. Crown 8vo, 3/6 net. + + Alexander Gardner, Paisley. + + +HYMNS OF THE GREEK CHURCH. Being Translations from the Service Books; +with Introduction and Notes. Crown 8vo, 2/6. + + Oliphant Anderson & Ferrier, Edinburgh. + + +HYMNS AND HYMN-WRITERS OF THE CHURCH HYMNARY. Crown 8vo, 3/6. + + Henry Frowde, Oxford University Press. + + +HYMNS FROM EAST AND WEST. Crown 8vo, 2/6. + +HYMNS OF THE EARLY CHURCH. Crown 8vo, 2/6. + +HYMNS OF OUR PILGRIMAGE. Crown 8vo, 2/-. + +ZIONWARD: HYMNS OF THE PILGRIM LIFE. Crown 8vo, 1/-. + +THE REST OF GOD. Crown 8vo, 1/6 net. + +PILGRIM SONGS. Crown 8vo, 1/-. + + James Nisbet & Co., Ltd., London. + + + + + HYMNS FROM THE EAST + BEING + CENTOS AND SUGGESTIONS + FROM THE SERVICE BOOKS + OF THE HOLY EASTERN CHURCH + + + WITH + INTRODUCTION + + BY THE + REV. JOHN BROWNLIE + + _Author of_ + "_Hymns and Hymn Writers of the Church Hymnary_," + "_Hymns of the Greek Church_," "_Hymns from the Greek Office Books_," + "_Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church_," + _&c., &c._ + + PAISLEY: ALEXANDER GARDNER + + Publisher by Appointment to the late Queen Victoria + + MCMVII + + + LONDON: + SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, HAMILTON, KENT & CO., LMD. + + PRINTED BY ALEXANDER GARDNER, PAISLEY + + + {TOIS AGIOIS EN DEXIA, THEOU KAI PISTOIS EN CHRISTÔ, ANATITHÊMI} + + + + + INDEX OF FIRST LINES + + + PAGE + INTRODUCTION, 9 + MORNING-- + Now, God of Light, the morn appears, 25 + Up, up my soul! with gladness rise, 27 + The saffron tints appear, 29 + Now glows the morn in beauty rare, 31 + EVENING-- + When night her sable curtain spreads, 35 + A crown of gold surpassing rare, 37 + CHRISTMAS-- + The Lord of Life to earth came down, 41 + Jerusalem rejoice! 44 + The best that heaven could bring, 46 + Out from the rising of the sun, 47 + EASTER-- + O woeful hour, when from the night, 51 + Crown the Lord of glory, 53 + O Christ, when on the shameful tree, 55 + O God of Love, Whose mercy came, 57 + When hades held the Lord of Life, 59 + When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree, 61 + To Thy Cross and Resurrection, 63 + Light is dawning 'mong the hills, 65 + Hail! rising morn, for He hath risen, 67 + We worship, Lord, before Thee now, 69 + Heavy laden with thy grief, 70 + To Thee, O Christ, our God, 72 + Glory shone within the gloom, 74 + When Adam heard the voice of sin, 76 + Within the garden's sombre shade, 78 + PENTECOST-- + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came, 83 + O may the Spirit of all grace, 85 + COMMUNION-- + Let Thy blood in mercy poured, 89 + O Lord of bounty, let this bread, 91 + JUDGMENT-- + When in the clouds the Lord appears, 95 + The Bridegroom comes, my soul awake! 98 + O Judge of all, when sinful men, 100 + I brought my merits to the throne, 102 + The time is drawing nigh, 104 + ASPIRATIONS-- + I sought the Lord at early morn, 109 + O touch my heart and bring to mind, 111 + The wealth of high estate, 113 + I lift my hands, and with my heart, 115 + Arise, my soul, and gaily sing, 117 + The King shall come when morning dawns, 119 + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, 121 + Because Thy mercy is so great, 123 + I cannot lift mine eyes, 125 + When at Thy feet oppressed, 127 + Because I was brought low, 129 + O God of Life, in Whom we live, 131 + By Thine own hand the gift was given, 133 + Lord, Thou art good and kind, 134 + O Lord of Life, when mortals call, 136 + I wandered sore distressed, 138 + God sent me to the desert wild, 140 + + + + + INTRODUCTION + + +This fourth series of Hymns from the Office Books of The Holy Eastern +Church, differs from the preceding three in this, that the hymns are less +translations or renderings, and more centos and suggestions. + +One cannot continue long to interest himself in any work, and receive +from time to time the observations and criticisms of his fellows, +without, if he have his eyes and mind open to receive impressions, +feeling himself impelled to alter his methods in some particular or +other. + +In previous volumes the author has been careful to give, for the most +part, carefully executed--that is to say, truthfully rendered +translations from the originals. Work of that kind is useful, and +absolutely necessary for certain purposes; but, unless for the +hymnologist, or for the liturgiologist, it is far from being attractive. +To be true, renderings can hardly be graceful, and they must lack much of +the literary charm which attaches itself to productions which are more +untrammelled. Hence, unless, as has been said, to the few who are +specialists, translations are not much in favour. They have earned a +reputation, and that reputation adheres to them: they are cold and +uninspiring. Such is their reputation, not always just, but who can say +that it has not, on the whole, been earned? + +Perhaps it would be wrong to say that there is any prejudice against +translations from the Greek or any other language whatever, as such. The +reluctance to welcome translations is really reluctance to welcome poems +which do not find their way to the heart. For this reason there is +perhaps not more than a score of translations which have won their way +from permanent hymnals to a permanent place in the affections of our +devout fellow-countrymen. In this connection it is to be noted that we +speak of _translations_, and not of _suggestions_ such as, "Art thou +weary," or "O, happy band of pilgrims," and many others, which have +advanced into great favour, and are termed translations, but are not. + +True hymns are sacred lyrics, and a lyric to be lyrical and heart +appealing, must be _inevitable_. It must be the spontaneous expression of +the heart of the author--an expression which _had_ to come. It is the +latent secret of the power of true hymns, for what _must_ be uttered will +assuredly, sooner or later, find its way to some heart. Such jets of +living poetry must be awaited: they cannot be forced. But a translator +must deliberately sit down at his desk and work--manufacture, if you +will--and endeavour to turn on the lathe of graceful culture, elegancies +which readers may admire, but will never feel. + +Perhaps translators from the Greek have a singular temptation to eschew. +Hymns from the Offices have to be created in Greek, as has been pointed +out in a former Introduction, before they can be the source of living +poetic inspiration. No doubt the necessity of forming a cento is also the +privilege, but it may easily entice a translator to be satisfied with a +lifeless stringing of inept fragments. All this and much more has been +brought home to the writer times without number. + +If one would have his work to be permanently useful; if he would aim at +any particular employment of his hymns, he must observe the conditions +which such an aim implies. A translator who aims at the use of his work +in public worship, must aim at pellucid simplicity both of phraseology +and of structure; and if they are to be widely, permanently, or +deservedly popular, they must be gifted with becoming grace. This cannot +be done in translations pure and simple. The present collection gives the +result of an experiment. The Greek has been used as a basis, a theme, a +motive; oriental colour, and it is to be hoped some of the oriental +warmth has been preserved. Now and again an oriental figure is retained, +and to those who have any knowledge of the worship of the Eastern Church, +it must be obvious that the peculiar themes of her praise are in abundant +evidence. + +What, then, is the net result? To an unpractised eye, if no indication of +the source of these hymns had been given, could anything about them have +suggested their source? To the unpractised eye, nothing. But no one who +knows the Greek Offices will travel far before he overtakes well-known +landmarks. This is just as it should be. It is sufficient that a fertile +source of suggestion has been found--of theme, thought, form, colour--and +that from this ancient source it is possible to procure much that is +beautiful for the adornment of the worship of God's house to-day. And +this gratifying fact is made plain, that the themes of Greek Church +praise are the grand themes of the praise of the Church in our land and +in all Christian lands;--The Christ in all the Might and Glory of His +Person and Work: the need of our humanity, and the way in which Christ +met it: His miraculous birth, which is not shorn of any of its mystery, +and the embellishments of the event, which are never toned down, but, in +true oriental fashion, made, if possible, more dazzling: His Passion and +His Death, and the fulness of their atoning efficacy. But, as is to be +expected, the grand theme of the Greek singers, as became those who, more +than we have done, caught the first inspiration of their praise from the +apostles, is the glorious Resurrection of our Lord from the dead. Here, +the praise of the Greek Church touches its highest note, and pours forth +its most enchanting melody. "Christ is risen," and the glad response, "He +is risen indeed"--these words constitute the keynote of all that is best +and most beautiful in Greek worship. The Knowledge and the Wisdom of God +are everywhere extolled, and the attribute of Light is continually and +cordially applied to the Deity. + +One cannot acquaint himself with the Church of the Apostles, with its +glowing service, and with the noble stand it has made, and still +maintains, for the truth of God and for the Kingdom of Christ in the +world, and not feel pained with the fact, so little to the credit of the +Church of the West, that, of our sympathy it has little or none. This is +largely due to our ignorance. But is ignorance in many cases not +culpable? Is it not so in our case? A little more acquaintance with the +Eastern Church would vastly alter our attitude towards it, and speedily +remove most of our prejudices. + +More than once have we listened to depreciations of the Greek Church, and +the epithet "stagnant" has always been incorporated as a first-rate +misdemeanour of the Orthodox Church of the East. The assumption in the +epithet is that the Greek Church is not missionary and aggressive, and +the implication is that it has been so from earliest times. Until men +acquaint themselves with the history of this Church, and open their eyes +to facts which are readily accessible, it is useless to attempt to lift +them out of their prejudices. + +How much did the Church of the East suffer by the great Roman schism of +1054! After, in the words of Dr. A. van Millingen, in his _Byzantine +Constantinople_, having in "the empire of which New Rome was the capital, +defended the higher life of mankind against the attacks of formidable +antagonists, and rendered eminent service to the cause of human welfare;" +after having elaborated the Christian doctrines and formed the creed of +Christendom for the world, she was shorn of much of her strength by the +departure of the West. The spring, and energy, and enterprise were +largely taken from her. No fault of hers that she was left with the +meditative souls who could ponder the mysteries of God, but could not +trade in the merchandise of the Kingdom. So she was left in possession of +her splendid attainment, without the aptitude to fit herself to +aggressive enterprise, while Rome, with all the qualifications which have +fitted her for an aggressive task, has made for herself a place and a +name which have eclipsed the glory of the old home. And so we forget the +Church of the Apostles, to which we owe so much. + +But worse. How much did the Church of the East suffer, and how much does +she still suffer, by the overthrow of the empire by the Turks in 1453--by +the overthrow of the empire, and the domination of a powerful, +unscrupulous, and fanatical race, down through the 600 years succeeding! +How would the Church in these islands have stood such fiery trials? Would +we have continued an enterprising missionary Church through it all? It +might be good for us to try to understand that, when a despotic Sultan +stands over you, allowing you to breathe on condition of no +proselytising, the conditions are not favourable to well advertised +missionary effort. All that can be done in such circumstances, and under +such conditions, is to hold fast to the faith, and let the light shine, +which the Greek Church actually does. + +Since the tenth century, Russia stands to the credit of Greek +missionaries. Not that Russia can be considered much credit in the +meantime by the West; but the ground for hope in Russia is the Christian +element that has entered into her national life. And our Protestantism +has not yet succeeded on the same national scale in missionary effort, a +fact which ought to incline us to think less of the stagnation of the +Greek Church. But why refer specially to Russia as a product of Greek +missionary effort? Would Rome, or the Church of the Reformation in the +West, be what they are to-day, but for the zeal and devotion of that +Church in bye-gone days? + +It is an easy matter for us in these days, with our national liberty and +recognition of the Christian faith; with the noble souls around us who +are the products of centuries of grace; with wealth, and all that +Christian work calls for to its aid, to look disparagingly upon the +Church of the East, the mother of us all, as she lies in sore straits +despoiled of her splendour, and trampled under the heel of the Turk. Well +we know the theory of cross-bearing, but, in comparison with the Church +of the East from the very earliest down to the present day, we know but +little of its practice. Our laurels are not too firmly knit upon our +brows: let us take heed, and let us exercise the grace of charity and a +spirit of sympathy. + +But our prejudices, which are, as usual, due to imperfect knowledge, +culpable or otherwise, charge this Church, which claims to be Orthodox, +with being heretical in doctrine and worship. To put the common view, +this Church, which is the repository of Apostolic doctrine, and from +which we, in common with others, have derived, has, along with the truth, +a large admixture of error, which renders her dangerous and to be +avoided. + +We, who plume ourselves on the orthodoxy of our doctrines and purity of +worship, have a remarkable facility for detecting and magnifying the +errors of others: of creating them where they do not exist, and of +exaggerating them where they do. This facility has this advantage, that +it keeps our eyes away from ourselves and from the errors which are +nearer home. Like the beams of the winter sun which have little warmth in +them, the line of our vision is somewhat oblique. + +This is a subject much too large to occupy our attention to any extent +here. It may be enough to remark in regard to the major charges, that +nowhere does the Eastern Church address worship, either to the Mother of +our Lord, or to the saints and angels. They are venerated and invoked, +but worshipped, never. Worship, as we understand it, is addressed to the +Triune God, and to Him alone. This is a rather dangerous subject to +touch, and this is not the place to safely approach it; but it may +suffice to say that we might be a great deal the better, and none the +worse, and it might be comforting and strengthening in times of +affliction and trial, to realise more than we do, that our Lord wore our +flesh when He sojourned with us on the earth, and that He derived His +humanity from Mary. We might thus even be induced to use Her name with +greater veneration and affection than have yet characterised our +references to Her, when these have had to be made, and so aid the +fulfilment of Her own prophecy, "Behold, from henceforth, all generations +shall call me blessed." And might it not be good for us to remember that +there _are_ saints and angels, and that we are "compassed about with so +great a cloud of witnesses?" Who doubts the fact? Do not they who tacitly +ignore the existence of the Blessed Dead? + +If any of the hymns contained in this volume should touch the heart of +anyone who reads them, or, better still, at any future time, sings them, +may he, as he remembers the source from which they have come, think +reverently and sympathetically of the struggling Church of the East. + + + + + HYMNS FROM THE EAST + + + + + MORNING + + + + + I + + Now, God of Light, the morn appears, + And life revives, and beauty glows; + The night has gone with all its fears, + And lo! the light in brightness grows. + + II + + Thine be the glory, God of Light, + For all the joy from morn that springs; + O may a morn dispel each night, + And bless our lives with beauteous things. + + III + + Give us this day the light that dwells + In every heart Thy presence fills; + That night with all its fears dispels, + And life, and hope, and joy instils. + + IV + + Then shall our nights no darkness bring, + But morn, bright morn, for ever shine; + And when night spreads her dusky wings, + More bright shall be the light divine. + + V + + All praise to Thee, the God of Light; + All praise to Christ, the glorious Son; + And to the Spirit, Lord of might, + Now, and while endless ages run. + + + + + I + + Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise, + And greet the ever-brightening skies. + The morn hath come, sweet morn, awake! + And from thy pinions slumber shake. + + II + + Pure as the morn God's presence shines; + Love like its beams, thy life entwines; + Richer the gifts thy God bestows + Than morning beauty can disclose. + + III + + Sweet as the breath that fans the bowers, + And stirs the leaves and opening flowers, + Comes with the morn, the breath divine + To stir thee, slumbering soul of mine. + + IV + + O Thou, the Morn, the Light, the Sun, + With Thee be every day begun; + Brightness shall clothe my life always, + And fill my soul with grateful praise. + + V + + Glory to Thee, O Christ! my Lord, + Light of my soul, Incarnate Word! + Come with the morn, abide alway, + And cheer my course to endless day. + + + + + I + + The saffron tints appear, + The morning comes--'tis here. + Wipe slumber from thine eyes, + Behold the sun arise! + + II + + Clad in his garb of gold, + Bright as he shone of old; + Beams o'er the heavens extend, + Shafts from his orb descend. + + III + + Sun, that in morning light + Rises, nor sinks in night, + Shine in my soul alway, + Make there an endless day. + + IV + + Life for my deadness give; + Shine, that my soul may live; + Joy to my sorrow bring; + Light on Thy glowing wing. + + V + + If 'neath the cloud I lie, + Darkness obscure my sky; + Yet, may my faith behold + Glints of the hidden gold. + + VI + + Father, to Thee, always, + And Holy Ghost, be praise; + Glory, while ages run, + To Thee, O Christ! our Sun. + + + + + I + + Now glows the morn in beauty rare, + O haste my soul to fervent prayer, + And let the wings of morning raise + To God the tribute of thy praise. + + II + + The night is gone; now disappear + The clouds that hung in threatening near; + Day comes apace, and terrors flee, + For light illumes the earth and sea. + + III + + O soul dismayed! when darkness fills + The dismal days with darkling ills, + Rest in the calm the promise gives, + That Christ, thy Light and Glory, lives. + + IV + + Morn shall appear and scatter night; + Light shall appear in noonday might. + Strong in the joy the daylight brings, + Soul, thou shalt rise on glowing wings. + + V + + Morn of my soul, O Christ, Thou art; + Light of my life; my drooping heart + Sings, when Thy countenance benign + Shines as the joys of noonday shine. + + + + + EVENING + + + + + I + + When night her sable curtain spreads, + And darkness falls on sea and land, + In silent beauty, o'er our heads, + The stars shine grand. + + II + + The orb of day his race hath run, + But see what glory comes to view, + As, full of radiance, one by one, + The stars shine true. + + III + + Now bright their silver light appears, + And reverent eyes behold the sight; + Hope lights the darkness of our fears-- + The stars shine bright. + + IV + + When on our life the curtain falls, + And fast descends a threatening night, + Then, lest dismay the soul appals, + The stars shine bright. + + V + + O great the wisdom, great the power,-- + God draws the curtains of the night, + And, in the dark and lonesome hour, + The stars shine bright. + + VI + + The glory and the truth of God, + His lovingkindness and His care,-- + Such is the light He sheds abroad, + His stars shine rare. + + + + + I + + A crown of gold surpassing rare, + The western hills, in beauty, wear; + And earth and sea reflect the light, + That fades before th' approach of night. + + II + + O Glorious Sun! whose peerless ray + Illumes the realm of endless day, + Shine on a world where darkness dwells, + And all the joy of day dispels. + + III + + Soft o'er the land the twilight creeps; + Night falls apace, and nature sleeps; + O let not night my life control, + And plunge in sleep my drowsy soul. + + IV + + Sleep to the weary pilgrim give, + But let the soul through slumber live; + Wake when the first faint gleam of morn + Tells that another day is born. + + V + + Light of my life! bid night depart, + Sing to my soul, and cheer my heart; + That morn, and noon, and night may be + One beauteous day of joy to me. + + VI + + And when the brightest morn shall break, + And bid the eternal day awake, + O Glorious Sun! in radiance shine, + To guard from night the realm divine. + + + + + CHRISTMAS + + + + + CAROL[1] + + {kai Poimenes eidon to thauma,} + {Angelôn anymnountôn, kai legontôn;} + {Doxa} + + + I + + The Lord of Life to earth came down,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high; + O 'twas a day of high renown, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + + _Refrain._ + + The shepherds saw a wondrous sight, + In Bethlehem's fields at even, + When, lo! a star, in radiance bright, + Shed o'er the plains its glorious light, + And angel bands, harmonious quite, + His praises sang from heaven. + + II + + Say, came He forth by myriads led?-- + Come, gaily sound his praises high; + A crown of gold upon his head? + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + III + + Of earthly pomp the Lord had none,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high; + His kingly crown had not been won, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + IV + + A little child the Lord became,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + To bear our guilt, and share our shame, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + V + + O Jesu, Who in manger lay,-- + Come, gaily sound his praises high, + Make me a little child to-day, + While angels praise Thee in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + VI + + And may I come, with spirit meet,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + To lay my tribute at Thy feet, + While angels praise Thee in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + VII + + To Father, Spirit, One with Christ,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + Be endless praise, Whose love sufficed, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + +---------- + +[1]This carol has been set to excellent and appropriate music by Mr. + Arthur Henry Brown, Brentwood, Essex, and is published by Novello & + Co., London. It is noteworthy that Mr. Brown is honourably associated + with Eastern Hymnody by his tune, _St. Anatolius_, which was composed + for Dr. Neale's rendering of the Greek evening hymn, {tên hêmeran + dielthôn}, "The day is past and over"; and also by _Orthodoxus_ and + _Apostolicus_, which were composed for The Ektene and The Litany Of + The Deacon respectively; and by _St. Stythians_, composed for {basileu + ouranie paraklête}, "O King, enthroned on high"--renderings by the + present author, all of which find a place in the new edition of Church + Hymns. + + + + + CAROL[2] + + {euphranthêti hierousalêm} + + + I + + Jerusalem, rejoice! + Keep festival and sing; + All ye who dwell in Zion's courts, + Bring forth an offering. + Rejoice, rejoice, + Jerusalem, rejoice; + And sing with glee, right merrily, + Let every heart and voice. + + II + + To-day the chain is loosed + That long hath bound our race, + The condemnation is removed + Through God's abounding grace. + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + III + + The gates of heaven are wide, + And Satan's work undone; + For She[3] who fell beneath his power, + Now gives the world God's Son. + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + IV + + O depth of riches great! + O height of wisdom strong! + O knowledge of the Living God, + To right such grievous wrong! + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + V + + Now, let creation sing + And leap, nor brook control, + For Christ hath come to call it back, + And save each ruined soul. + Rejoice, rejoice, + Jerusalem rejoice; + And sing with glee, right merrily, + Let every heart and voice. + + +---------- + +[2]Music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown. + +[3]Woman. + + + + + I + + The best that heaven could bring-- + First fruits, an offering free-- + Was brought from far, when, by the star, + The wise men came to Thee. + + II + + No sceptre, and no throne! + The magi were amazed, + As, with surprise, on humble guise + And poverty, they gazed. + + III + + But there Thy God-head shone, + Despite the manger bed; + O Christ, the Lord, Incarnate Word! + 'Twas there Thou laid'st Thy head. + + + + + I + + Out from the rising of the sun, + O'er tracts of desert wild, + The Magi came on journey lone, + To seek the heaven-born child; + The star o'erhead their footsteps led, + And hope their way beguiled. + + II + + They bore Him costly gifts of gold, + And myrrh and spices sweet: + "For He is King," they had been told, + Whom they would meekly greet; + And they would go, in reverence low, + And worship at His feet. + + III + + O humble Child, in manger laid! + The wise beheld Thee there, + And reverently their homage paid, + And gave their offerings rare. + Their quest was found, and to the ground + They bowed the head in prayer. + + IV + + O Jesu, who in manger lay, + The Son of God most high, + Let me my humble homage pay, + And bring my offerings nigh, + And humbly greet Thee at Thy feet, + And low in worship lie. + + + + + EASTER + + + + + I + + O woeful hour! when from the night + Emerged in wrath Satanic might, + To crush the Christ, whom God in heaven, + To raise our fallen race, had given. + + II + + O woeful hour! when, with the scorn + Of sinful men, His soul was torn; + When sin exulting bowed the knee, + And stung the Christ with mockery. + + III + + O woeful hour! when to the tree + The Christ was nailed in agony; + When anguish for our sin He bore, + And thorns His throbbing temples tore. + + IV + + O woeful hour! O darkest day! + The God-Man, still, entombed lay, + For death his cruel shaft had driven + To quell the hope our God had given. + + V + + O saddened soul! the night is past, + The morn, bright morn, has come at last; + The rage of sin its worst hath done, + Yet lives in power th' eternal Son. + + VI + + The dark hath vanished in the light; + O futile now, Satanic might; + Sin wounded lies, and death is slain + By Him who lives in power again. + + VII + + Hail, glorious morn! the Christ hath risen; + Hail Victor from the darkest prison! + Up, up, my soul! thy praises pour + To Christ, Thy God, for evermore. + + + + + I + + Crown the Lord of glory, + Angels, crown your King; + Saints whose souls He ransomed, + Bring your offering; + Let no voice be silent, + Laud and honour bring. + + II + + Crown the Lord of glory,-- + Once He dwelt below, + Bore the cross of sorrow, + Drank the cup of woe; + Now He reigns triumphant, + Let your praises flow. + + III + + Crown the Lord of glory,-- + On the earth He wore + Purple robe that mocked Him, + Thorns His brow that tore; + Now His griefs are ended, + Praise Him evermore. + + IV + + Crown the Lord of glory, + For His work is done; + Crown the King of glory, + God's eternal Son; + In my life enthroned, + Be Thy reign begun! + + + + + I + + O Christ, when on the shameful tree, + Thou bor'st such cruel pain for me, + Thine every member felt the smart, + And sent its sorrows to Thy heart. + + II + + A crown of thorns Thy temples tore, + Thy face, O Christ, vile spittings bore, + And cruel hands, O action base! + Smote Thee, defiant, in the face. + + III + + When in Thy thirst, men heard Thee call, + Thy lips were drenched with bitter gall; + And to Thine ears the words were borne + Of blasphemy and ribald scorn. + + IV + + Thy hands and feet with nails were riven, + The spear into Thy side was driven;-- + O Christ, when dying on the tree, + How great the pain Thou bor'st for me! + + V + + Now, by Thy Cross, Almighty King, + Salvation to the sinner bring, + And let Thy sacrifice for me + Teach me to sacrifice for Thee. + + + + + I + + O God of love, whose mercy came + To this dark world of sin and shame, + And on a Cross of suffering sore, + That sin and shame in meekness bore. + + II + + Supreme the love the Christ displayed, + When He, True God, True Man was made; + When He was scorned, His patience then + Shone forth divine, with sinful men. + + III + + Did e'er such mercy lead the great + To stoop from high to low estate? + Did e'er such love incline the heart + To take the erring sinner's part? + + IV + + 'Twas God who loved, 'twas God who gave + His Son our erring souls to save; + 'Tis Christ that wins us by the love + From earth below to heaven above. + + V + + Win me, O Lord, whose mercy came + To this dark world of sin and shame, + To that bright world whose beauties shine + Forever in Thy love divine. + + VI + + To Thee, O Father, glory be, + And glory, Christ, God-Man, to Thee, + And to the Spirit, Three in One, + Now, and while countless ages run. + + + + + I + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + The boast of sin was vaunting high; + 'Twas much to wound a sinless soul, + But more to see the God-Man die. + + II + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + The gates were barred to hold Him fast. + No prison bars so closely drawn + Were e'er by soul of mortal passed. + + III + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + Rejoicing, death beheld Him there;-- + "Now close the ancient barriers draw, + And drive the prisoner to despair." + + IV + + O, blank surprise when Hades shook! + O, ringing joy through all the gloom! + Asunder fell the gates of night, + And rose the Conqueror from the tomb. + + V + + Immortal Saviour! death is dead, + No more it holds the souls of men; + For Thou hast crushed the power of sin, + And brought us back to life again. + + + + + I + + When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree, + Wert bearing pain for sinful men, + The sun, lamenting, hid his face, + And clothed himself with darkness then; + + II + + And o'er the world, when noontide came, + The light grew faint and faded soon; + And men in wonder saw the dark + Bring in the night at hour of noon. + + III + + But, low in Hades' depths there shone + Such light as never shone before; + And prisoners saw the Light of lights, + And joyed to feel their bondage o'er. + + IV + + O blessed art Thou, Christ, our Lord, + For all the pain so meekly borne; + The dark that hid Thee in Thy woe, + Has ushered in a glorious morn. + + + + + I + + To Thy Cross and Resurrection, + Laud and praise we humbly give; + In Thy death and life immortal, + We will die, and ever live. + + II + + Christ Incarnate! by Thy Manhood, + Thou to God hast brought me nigh; + Christ the humble! by Thy meekness, + Thou hast raised my horn on high. + + III + + Source of life! O Christ, the anguish + Borne upon the cruel tree + Lifts me to the bliss abiding, + Where from suffering, souls are free. + + IV + + Endless praises, bright and thankful, + Christ, to Thee be ever given, + By the souls in sorrow singing, + By the souls redeemed in heaven. + + + + + I + + Light is dawning 'mong the hills, + Light of light Thy beams display, + All the darkness chase away, + Light that dawned upon our ills. + + II + + Dark the day the Cross was raised + By the hands of cruel men; + Great Thy load of sorrow then; + Angel hosts were sore amazed. + + III + + Dark the world while in the tomb, + Lone in death the Saviour lay, + Till the stone was rolled away, + And His Rising quelled the gloom. + + IV + + Fadeless now, O Light of light, + Glory of the Father, Thou, + Shine upon Thy people now, + Rise upon their darkest night. + + + + + I + + Hail rising morn! for He hath risen; + Hail light that gilds the Eastern skies; + For, from the bonds of darkest prison, + Thy first beams saw the Christ arise. + + II + + O merciful and gracious One! + The gates of Hades Thou hast rent, + And by Thy Rising, Christ the Son, + No more we lie in bondage pent. + + III + + To-day the lips of Adam sing; + Eve hails the Christ of mankind born; + And patriarchs and prophets bring + Their hymns to greet the wondrous morn. + + IV + + And Thine the glory, Thine the power, + By glowing hearts in praise expressed; + For Thine the might, this glorious hour, + By which the sons of men are blessed. + + + + + I + + We worship, Lord, before Thee now, + For great, and good, and pure art Thou. + O Christ, the God, our stumblings heal, + And lead us all Thy love to feel. + + II + + For of Thy will it pleased Thee well + Here, in our flesh, with us to dwell, + To bear the Cross, that we might be + From Satan's servitude set free. + + III + + Wherefore we cry aloud and praise, + With thankful voice, Thy name always; + For, O! our Saviour, Thou didst bring + The joy that makes our souls to sing. + + + + + I + + Heavy laden with thy grief, + Do thy tears like raindrops flow? + Christ hath all thy sorrows borne + Long ago. + + II + + See Him in the garden, prone, + While He poured His soul to God; + Then He bore affliction keen, + And the rod. + + III + + Weary, laden with thy sin, + Dost thou bow beneath the load? + Cast the burden of thy woe, + On thy God. + + IV + + See Him faint beneath the load, + As He bears the ghastly tree; + Hear His weary spirit sigh, + All for thee. + + V + + Sad and doubting, lo! the sun + Shines upon a glorious day: + He is risen! come, see the place + Where He lay. + + VI + + Glory to our suffering Lord, + Praise to our exalted King,-- + Source of life and endless bliss,-- + Let us bring. + + + + + I + + To Thee, O Christ, our God, + Great Shepherd, who didst bear + The wandering sheep that strayed + Back to Thy shepherd care; + + II + + Who, pitying, gav'st Thy life, + That we might stray no more,-- + To Thee our hearts we raise, + And Thee our songs adore. + + III + + Blest Spirit, source of life, + From Hades' fearful gloom + Thou brought'st the Shepherd, Christ, + Who lay in mortal tomb, + + IV + + That He might still provide, + And tend, and guard, and keep, + Where'er His flock, abides + One Shepherd, of His sheep. + + + + + I + + Glory shone within the gloom, + Vacant eyes in wonder gazed; + Shook the portals of the tomb, + And the prisoners stood amazed. + + II + + "Who is this in garb of light, + Come to chase our night away? + Who is this in glorious might, + Brings to us eternal day?" + + III + + "Back! the triumph has been won;" + Prone the powers of darkness lie, + At the feet of God's own Son, + Fresh from fields of victory. + + IV + + Glory, glory, life is ours! + Hades heard the shout and feared; + Sin and all satanic powers + Saw the Victor as He neared. + + V + + Burst the gates and cast them down, + Set the sighing prisoners free; + Fear not though the tyrant frown, + Christ hath purchased liberty, + + VI + + Sin is crushed and death is slain, + See the Cross and Him who died! + From the grave He rose again, + Who for man was crucified. + + VII + + Hail! the Resurrection day, + Hail! the gladness and the gain; + "He is risen," the angels say, + Yea, the Lord is risen again. + + + + + I + + When Adam heard the voice of sin + And fell before its power, + The flowers of Paradise were shorn + Of beauty in that hour. + + II + + And clouds obscured the heavenly light, + And e'en the stars were dim; + For O 'twas night, and only night, + Dark night 'twixt God and him. + + III + + "O whence that flashing sword that gleams? + And whence those angels there?" + Out from the garden of their bliss, + Was thrust the guilty pair. + + IV + + Life is not theirs, the tree of Life + The Cherubim surround; + Death dogs our guilty parents' steps, + Curse blasts the fertile ground. + + V + + O dreary, dreary, dark and dread, + O misery of sin! + "God make another garden fair, + And take Thy wanderers in." + + VI + + All praise to Christ our glorious Lord, + For sin and death are slain; + The gates of heaven are open wide, + And life is ours again. + + + + + I + + Within the garden's sombre shade, + The Christ of God in anguish prayed;-- + And who that agony could tell, + As from his brow the blood-drops fell? + + II + + "Can you not watch one hour?" He saith, + "My soul is sorrowful to death." + But He alone the vigil kept, + While worn disciples slumbering slept. + + III + + O dark the cloud that threatening hung, + And sore the grief His soul that wrung,-- + The hate of man, the guilty name, + The bitter Cross, the sin and shame. + + IV + + "If I must drink this cup," He prayed, + "The burden bear upon me laid, + My God, I bow Me to Thy will, + And meekly Thy behest fulfil." + + V + + My soul, when to the garden led, + And clouds are gathering overhead, + When none the hour of anguish shares, + To God direct thy earnest prayers. + + VI + + "Thy will be done, Thy will is best,-- + Even then the bitter cup is blest,-- + If 'tis Thy will the cup I'll drain, + Despite the agony of pain." + + + + + PENTECOST + + + + + {Ergô, hôs palai tois mathêtais epêngeilô.} + + + I + + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came, + In fiery tongues of living flame; + And men were moved to spread abroad, + The Wisdom of th' Incarnate God. + + II + + And nations heard the truth, and gave + Their souls to Him who came to save; + And toiling in their sins, arose + The power of Satan to oppose. + + III + + Even as Thou saidst; the Spirit's power + Came at the Pentecostal hour, + And drooping souls with zeal were fired, + And felt the life that power inspired. + + IV + + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit's voice + Spake to dull hearts, and bade rejoice; + And men that dwelt in sorrow's night, + Felt hope awake as morning light. + + V + + Even as Thou saidst; His power can still + Our empty lives to fulness fill; + Can charge with hope, with zeal inspire, + And kindle life, and light, and fire. + + VI + + Even as Thou saidst!--O Spirit, come, + Make with Thy people here Thy home; + In all their need Thy gifts supply, + And Christ our Lord still glorify. + + + + + I + + O may the Spirit of all grace + Descend and in our hearts abide, + And what of good or ill betide, + Find in them aye a resting-place. + + II + + There is no peace to mortals given, + Save when the Spirit finds His rest + Within the secret of our breast, + And there inspires the calm of heaven. + + III + + Our earthly calms a storm presage, + They whisper peace, and tempests rise, + And clouds obscure the brightest skies, + And winds, and waves in tumult rage. + + IV + + No storm disturbs the heavenly peace, + No whispering fills the soul with fears + As when the brooding tempest nears, + And clouds around our path increase. + + V + + 'Tis lasting calm, 'tis heavenly rest; + Come, Spirit of the Living God, + And in our spirits shed abroad + The peace that makes the troubled blest. + + + + + COMMUNION + + + + + I + + Let Thy Blood in mercy poured, + Let thy gracious Body broken, + Be to me, O gracious Lord + Of Thy boundless love the token; + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + II + + Thou didst die that I might live;-- + Blessed Lord Thou cam'st to save me; + All that love of God could give, + Jesus by His sorrows gave me;-- + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + III + + By the thorns that crowned Thy brow, + By the spear wound and the nailing; + By the pain and death I now + Claim, O Christ, Thy love unfailing; + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + IV + + Wilt Thou own the gift I bring? + All my penitence I give Thee; + Thou art my exalted King, + Of Thy matchless love forgive me;-- + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + + + + I + + O Lord of bounty, let this bread + Be Thy pure Body unto me; + And let the wine in symbol poured, + Tell of the glorious Mystery;-- + O let me here Thy presence feel; + And all my sins in mercy heal. + + II + + I am not worthy to partake + Of Thy pure Body, gracious Lord; + Nor of the Blood so freely shed + By Thee, O Thou Incarnate Word; + Yet grant Thy presence unto me, + And let me now commune with Thee. + + + + + JUDGMENT + + + + + I + + When in the clouds the Lord appears, + And angels stand around His throne; + When judgment fills the soul with fears, + And none can aught of sin disown;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + II + + Even in Thy judgment mercy shew;-- + But ere that awful day awakes, + Make me my guilty state to know, + And from my evil courses break;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + III + + For Thou art pitiful and kind, + And Thou hast died, O Judge of men, + That, ere the Judgment, I may find + The path that leads to life again;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + IV + + I have no penitence nor tears, + I have no merit of my own; + But, ah! my soul is filled with fears, + And gladly would its sin disown;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + V + + And bring me nigh the throne of grace, + That, ere the day of Judgment dire, + I may behold Thy loving face, + And flee Thine all consuming ire;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + VI + + Swift draws the day of Judgment nigh; + Wake, wake, my soul, the Judge is near! + And call for mercy while thy cry + Can enter His inclining ear;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + + + + I + + The Bridegroom comes! My soul, awake, + And slumber from thine eyelids shake; + Hark! in the midnight hour the cry; + Bestir, my soul, for He is nigh. + + II + + Now trim your lamp, and let its light + Illume the darkness of the night; + And with the tarrying host attend + The Bridegroom, as the Bridegroom's friend. + + III + + Hast thou no oil? O foolish soul! + Why didst thou not the hours control? + Why in the darkness slumber still, + Without the oil your lamp to fill? + + IV + + Go, get your oil,--but no, too late! + The Bridegroom's come, and closed the gate;-- + "O let me knock, for He is kind, + And will not leave my soul behind." + + V + + "O let me in, my lamp's aglow; + How could I, Lord, Thy coming know? + 'Twas night, I slumbered,--let me in: + Forgive, O Lord, forgive my sin." + + VI + + Too late! The time has gone apace; + Too late, 'tis gone, the hour of grace; + O soul of mine, awake, awake, + And slumber from thine eyelids shake. + + + + + I + + O Judge of all, when sinful men + To Thy dire judgment seat are brought,-- + Tell not the error of my life, + O tell it not. + + II + + When bowed with grief my tears are shed, + Because my life with sin is fraught, + To angel hosts tell not my sin, + O tell it not. + + III + + O hide the secrets of my soul, + And give the pardon I have sought, + And to the myriads round Thy throne, + O tell them not. + + IV + + O merciful and just Thou art; + In pity view my woeful lot, + And shame me not because of sin,-- + O tell it not. + + + + + I + + I brought my merits to the throne, + And set them forth in order there; + I said, "O Lord, Thy servant own, + And let his brow the garland wear; + The grace and virtue of his life, + He won as victor in the strife." + + II + + The song that erstwhile filled the place, + Where high the throne of Christ was set, + Grew faint, as on each pensive face + Joy mixed with pain, and pity met;-- + Their song had told the debt they owed, + And how the Christ His grace bestowed. + + III + + O, silence fell, so sharp and chill,-- + My soul to meanness pined and shrank, + Forth went my cry in accent shrill, + "My Lord, have I no grace to thank?" + Its echo dying, lingered, sank, + "My Lord, have I no grace to thank?" + + IV + + I saw His piercéd hands and side, + I saw the thorn-wounds on His brow,-- + "My Lord, forgive my sinful pride, + Accept my sore repentance now;" + Then rose high heaven's adoring prayers, + My grateful song went forth with theirs. + + + + + I + + The time is drawing nigh, + Even now the day is near, + When Christ from heaven high + To Judgment shall appear;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + II + + Then kings and princes great, + The rich and poor shall meet; + And high and low estate, + Shall gather round His feet;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + III + + No crafty words shall mar, + Nor sophistry distract; + No parrying counsel jar + With the eternal fact;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + IV + + O Christ, in mercy then, + Forbid my soul should go + With lost and ruined men + Down to the place of woe;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + + + + ASPIRATIONS + + + + + I + + I sought the Lord at early morn, + When earth awoke to see the light; + And to my soul a light was borne + That quelled the darkness of my night; + He heard my prayer at early morn, + And light into my heart was borne. + + II + + I sought the Lord when noontide shone, + And head and hand earth's duties shared; + "I am Thy servant, Lord, alone," + I said, and told Him how I fared; + He heard my prayer as I drew near, + And kept me at my task, sincere. + + III + + I sought the Lord when evening fell, + And night came gliding on apace; + For I had sins my Lord to tell, + And He is full of pardoning grace; + He heard my prayer, and bade me rest, + And in His love my soul was blest. + + IV + + At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray, + And Thou, O Lord, my prayer wilt hear, + For Thou art near my path alway, + To aid, to comfort, or to cheer; + No hour too early, none too late, + To knock imploring at Thy gate. + + V + + O Jesus Christ, to Thee be praise, + 'Tis Thou hast taught my soul to pray, + For Thou didst speak with God always, + At morn, at noon, at close of day; + And Thou hast said He hears the prayer, + The longing soul breathes everywhere. + + + + + I + + O, touch my heart, and bring to mind + The sin I should deplore; + And give me grace, Thou God most kind, + That I may sin no more. + + II + + O, touch my heart till tears run fast, + In penitence sincere; + And may the memories of the past + Teach me to walk in fear. + + III + + For I have strayed, and Thou hast sought, + And I have strayed again; + O, may the wanderer Thou hast brought + Within Thy fold remain. + + IV + + O, touch my heart, till love arise, + And claim me for Thine own; + Then shall I learn with glad surprise, + That I am Thine alone. + + V + + For love knows no divided heart, + Nor grudges service given; + But gives the life in every part, + And serves in earth and heaven. + + + + + I + + The wealth of high estate, + The silver and the gold, + The glory of the great, + The wisdom of the old,-- + Death seizes all, they pass away, + For all on earth is vanity. + + II + + Why seek the vain that dies? + The life begirt by death? + The fame, the power that flies + With the expiring breath? + The good that carries ill besides, + And for a fleeting hour abides? + + III + + Are there no gains that last, + To bless the soul for aye, + When passing things are past, + And things of earth decay? + Are there no joys that linger long + In sweetness, like a heavenly song? + + IV + + Arise, my soul, arise! + The husks of time disdain, + And wing thee to the skies, + Where there is lasting gain; + Where moth nor rust can mock thy toil, + Nor subtle thief break through to spoil. + + V + + O Christ, for Thee we long, + 'Tis Thee our spirits need; + They only life prolong + Who on Thy bounties feed; + And they have wealth, and high estate, + And endless bliss who on Thee wait. + + + + + I + + I lift my hands, and with my heart, + My prayer ascends to Thee; + In mercy take a sinner's part, + Lord, send Thy help to me. + + II + + Lo! in the mire of sin I lie, + My raiment all defiled; + O come and set me up on high, + And save Thy fallen child. + + III + + I cannot cleanse the filthy stains,-- + I can but mourn and sigh; + Do what I may, the guilt remains, + I fail oft' as I try. + + IV + + In mercy, Lord, Thy mercy send, + For merciful art Thou; + And prove Thyself the sinner's Friend,-- + O come and help me now. + + V + + And let my life be ordered quite, + As Thou wouldst have it be; + When I am wrong, O set me right,-- + Lord, come and succour me. + + VI + + And hold me up, lest to the mire + Of sin my soul return; + O let Thy love my spirit fire, + And base affections burn. + + VII + + And glory to my God I'll give, + And glory to the Son, + And to the Spirit while I live, + Great, Blessed, Three in One. + + + + + I + + Arise, my soul, and gaily sing + The praise of thine Immortal King; + The heavens His matchless power adore,-- + Awake, and sing for evermore. + + II + + The morning dawns at His command, + And lights the world o'er sea and land; + And upwards, see the sun arise, + To shed its glories from the skies. + + III + + But falls the twilight o'er our heads, + And night its sable curtain spreads; + For all His kingly words obey,-- + The dark of night, the light of day. + + IV + + O heavenly King, in every soul, + The darkness of our night control; + And 'mid the blackness of that night, + Speak Thou the word, "Let there be light." + + V + + And as the morn from darkness springs, + To speed to earth on silent wings, + A dawn more glorious shall awake, + And bright upon our spirits break. + + VI + + O Sun of Righteousness, arise, + And fill our souls with glad surprise; + Nor into dark of night decline, + But aye at noontide brightly shine. + + VII + + All glory to the God of Might, + And to the Son, the Light of light; + And to the Spirit, Three in One, + Eternal while the ages run. + + + + + I + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And light triumphant breaks; + When beauty gilds the eastern hills, + And life to joy awakes. + + II + + Not as of old, a little child + To bear, and fight, and die, + But crowned with glory like the sun, + That lights that morning sky. + + III + + O, brighter than the rising morn, + When He, victorious rose, + And left the lonesome place of death, + Despite the rage of foes;-- + + IV + + O, brighter than that glorious morn, + Shall this fair morning be, + When Christ, our King, in beauty comes, + And we His face shall see. + + V + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And earth's dark night is past;-- + O, haste the rising of that morn, + That day that aye shall last. + + VI + + And let the endless bliss begin, + By weary saints foretold, + When right shall triumph over wrong, + And truth shall be extolled. + + VII + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And light and beauty brings;-- + Hail! Christ the Lord; Thy people pray + Come quickly, King of kings. + + + + + I + + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, + And I am needy, poor, and blind, + And let the gifts Thou hast in store, + Enrich me daily, more and more. + + II + + I have no food my soul to feed, + Be Thou my Bread of Life indeed; + My parchèd spirit sighs, O give + The stream of Life that I may live. + + III + + My filthy raiment I disown, + Clothe with Thy righteousness alone, + And I shall walk approved by Thee, + Clad in Thy robe of purity. + + IV + + I have no strength; in evil hour + I fall beneath temptation's power; + Be Thou my strength, and I shall stand + Upheld by Thine outstretched hand. + + V + + I cannot see the path to tread, + And blindly by my sins am led; + Come to my blindness, give me sight + That I may shape my course aright. + + VI + + I cannot live if Thou deny + The prayer uplifted with my cry; + I cannot die,--in mercy give + Thy grace, that I may die or live. + + VII + + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, + And I am needy, poor, and blind; + And let the gifts Thou hast in store, + Enrich me daily, more and more. + + + + + I + + Because Thy mercy is so great, + Lord, think upon my needy state, + And deign to give the help I need,-- + The Bread of Life my soul to feed. + + II + + They cannot live whose souls are fed + On what this foolish world calls bread; + For lack of food the spirit sighs, + And, weak and weary, faints and dies. + + III + + O may the hidden manna give + The strength I need that I may live; + And may that life be spent for Thee + Who came and lived on earth for me. + + IV + + O Jesus Christ, the living Bread, + Now at the table Thou hast spread, + Think of me in my utmost need, + And let me on Thy bounties feed. + + + + + I + + I cannot lift mine eyes, + For, O, my sin is great,-- + High as the hills that rise + Up, up to heaven's gate,-- + I cannot lift mine eyes, + So great my sin, so great. + + II + + But I would smite my breast, + And bow me at the Cross, + And well He knows the rest, + My pain, my grief, my loss;-- + Yea, I would smite my breast, + And bow me at His Cross. + + III + + Mayhap when I have told + The burden of my sin, + He'll make my spirit bold, + And speak, and soothe, and win;-- + All this when I have told + The burden of my sin. + + IV + + Then shall I lift mine eyes, + And see the sin removed, + And in the radiant skies + Behold the Well Beloved;-- + Then shall I lift mine eyes, + And see my sin removed. + + + + + I + + When at Thy feet, oppressed, + The burdened sinner falls, + And, woeful and distressed, + Upon Thy mercy calls,-- + O hear the penitential prayer, + Forgive the burdened sinner there. + + II + + Did'st Thou not send the Son, + To shew the Father's grace, + To bid a world undone + Arise and seek His face? + And wilt Thou not in mercy say, + "Thy many sins I take away"? + + III + + Yea, Thou wilt not despise + The soul's uplifted prayer; + Nor when our hopes arise, + Plunge us in deep despair; + But wilt forgive the evil done, + Through Christ the Well Beloved Son. + + IV + + O Jesus Christ, by Thee + The Father's grace is found, + And pardon full, and we + With every good abound,-- + We see Thee nailed upon the tree, + And know all blessing comes from Thee. + + + + + I + + Because I was brought low, + And sin had triumphed quite, + Thou God, all good, didst bow, + And seek me in the night. + + II + + And Thou didst lift me up, + For Thou wert lifted high, + When on the Cross Thou gav'st + Thyself for man to die. + + III + + Thou Life, Immortal Life! + O, full of sympathy! + Clothed with my flesh Thou cam'st + From Thy felicity. + + IV + + To burst our mortal bands, + And vanquish in the strife, + And dead, from death arise, + Crowned with immortal life. + + V + + To Father and to Son, + To Thee, blest Spirit, praise, + Here on the earth, and there + Where live the endless days. + + + + + I + + O God of life, in whom we live, + The bounties of Thy favour give, + And teach our souls to soar; + That, at the source of every good, + Our life may find its needful food, + And live for evermore. + + II + + O Lord of mercy, by whose grace + The sinner seeks the Father's face, + And finds a welcome there; + When fears the trembling soul distress, + And sins the aching heart oppress, + O Lord of mercy, spare. + + III + + And say to Him who loves Thee best, + And sent Thee to a world distressed, + His blessing to impart,-- + "Hear Thou the sinner's mournful cries, + Accept his preferred sacrifice, + A broken, contrite heart." + + IV + + Blest Spirit, who in holy flame, + At Pentecost all powerful came,-- + Our sin-stained souls renew; + And by Thine all-consuming fire, + Consume our sin and vile desire, + And make us pure and true. + + V + + To God who dwells in highest heaven, + Be endless praise and glory given,-- + And praise to Christ the Son. + And to the Holy Spirit blest, + For comfort and for gifts the best,-- + Immortal Three in One. + + + + + I + + By Thine own hand the gift was given + Of wealth, and hope of highest heaven; + But, fool at heart, Thy grace was spurned, + And from my Father's house I turned. + + II + + O, hear my plaint, I cry to Thee; + Be pitiful, and pardon me, + For I have sinned; O, give me grace + To seek in penitence Thy face. + + III + + Yea, I repent in anguish low; + Give me again Thy love to know; + And if a servant's place remain, + Take me in mercy back again. + + + + + I + + Lord, Thou art good and kind, + And full of tender grace; + Now make Thy countenance to shine, + And let me see Thy face. + + II + + For O, my heart is sad, + Because my sin I know; + And though I strive, I fail, + And still ungodly grow. + + III + + And all my aims are lost, + And all my striving vain,-- + Wilt Thou refresh my soul, + And visit me again? + + IV + + 'Tis morning when the sun + Upon the mountain glows; + 'Tis evening when the shade + Upon the valleys grows; + + V + + And when Thy face I see, + 'Tis morning in my soul; + But when Thou turn'st away, + The evening shadows roll. + + VI + + And night comes on apace, + And all forlorn I sigh;-- + O, bid the morning dawn, + Look on me lest I die. + + VII + + O, Thou art good and kind, + And full of tender grace; + Now make Thy countenance to shine, + And let me see Thy face. + + + + + I + + O Lord of Life, when mortals call, + And freedom seek from earthly thrall, + Hear Thou in heaven and save us all, + In mercy, Lord. + + II + + O Full of Mercy, when we groan, + Because of sin our spirits own, + Hear, who for sinners didst atone, + In mercy, Lord. + + III + + O Full of Pity, when we bear + To Thy blest feet our cankering care, + Take of our weary load a share, + In mercy, Lord. + + IV + + O Full of Grace! when sufferers tell + The grief Thou knowest, Lord, so well, + Come, with the broken-hearted dwell, + In mercy, Lord. + + V + + When, lured by hope, our spirits rise + To where Thou beckonest from the skies; + Then, be eternal life the prize, + In mercy, Lord. + + + + + I + + I wandered sore distressed, + All weary and forlorn; + I had no place to rest, + Of all my pleasures shorn,-- + My thirsting spirit sighed, + And in the desert cried. + + II + + The Shepherd heard my cry, + Who came His flock to find, + And drew in mercy nigh, + For He is wondrous kind; + His winning voice awoke + My spirit as He spoke. + + III + + He bade my wandering cease, + And gave my heart a home, + That, from the bliss of peace, + I might no longer roam;-- + He gave me hope for fears, + And lasting joy for tears. + + + + + I + + God sent me to the desert wild, + Where all is parched with endless drought, + For I had grown a wayward child, + And now my sin had found me out;-- + He sent me to the desert drear, + And, ah! my soul was charged with fear. + + II + + I wandered where the brooks were dry, + While memory wove a dismal song, + And to my God I raised my cry, + And sang my dirge the whole day long;-- + For I was in the desert drear, + And, ah! my soul was charged with fear. + + III + + The God of grace His comfort sent, + And soon the desert blossomed fair, + While round my path, where'er I went, + Sweet flowers poured forth their odours rare;-- + He sent me to a desert drear, + Now flowers and luscious fruits appear. + + IV + + O God, when by the path of sin, + We reach the land where famine reigns; + And dread possesses all within, + And all around are woes and pains;-- + Then make the world a desert rare, + Of joys upspringing everywhere. + + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Hymns from the East, by John Brownlie + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HYMNS FROM THE EAST *** + +***** This file should be named 28479-8.txt or 28479-8.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/4/7/28479/ + +Produced by Stephen Hutcheson and Charles Coulston + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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You may copy it, give it away or +re-use it under the terms of the Project Gutenberg License included +with this eBook or online at www.gutenberg.org + + +Title: Hymns from the East + Being Centos and Suggestions from the Office Books of the + Holy Eastern Church + +Author: John Brownlie + +Release Date: April 2, 2009 [EBook #28479] + +Language: English + +Character set encoding: UTF-8 + +*** START OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HYMNS FROM THE EAST *** + + + + +Produced by Stephen Hutcheson and Charles Coulston + + + + + +</pre> + +<div id="cover"> +<h1>HYMNS FROM THE EAST</h1> +</div> +<div id="catalog" class="catalog"> +<h3><i>Hymnological Works by the Same Author.</i></h3> +<hr /> +<p>HYMNS FROM THE GREEK OFFICE BOOKS. Crown 8vo, 3/6 net.</p> +<p>HYMNS OF THE HOLY EASTERN CHURCH. Translated from the Service Books; with +Introductory Chapters on the History, Doctrine, and Worship of the Church. +Crown 8vo, 3/6 net.</p> +<p class="center"><span class="sc">Alexander Gardner</span>, Paisley.</p> +<hr /> +<p>HYMNS OF THE GREEK CHURCH. Being Translations from the Service Books; with +Introduction and Notes. Crown 8vo, 2/6.</p> +<p class="center"><span class="sc">Oliphant Anderson & Ferrier</span>, Edinburgh.</p> +<hr /> +<p>HYMNS AND HYMN-WRITERS OF THE CHURCH HYMNARY. Crown 8vo, 3/6.</p> +<p class="center"><span class="sc">Henry Frowde</span>, Oxford University Press.</p> +<hr /> +<p>HYMNS FROM EAST AND WEST. Crown 8vo, 2/6.</p> +<p>HYMNS OF THE EARLY CHURCH. Crown 8vo, 2/6.</p> +<p>HYMNS OF OUR PILGRIMAGE. Crown 8vo, 2/-.</p> +<p>ZIONWARD: HYMNS OF THE PILGRIM LIFE. Crown 8vo, 1/-.</p> +<p>THE REST OF GOD. Crown 8vo, 1/6 net.</p> +<p>PILGRIM SONGS. Crown 8vo, 1/-.</p> +<p class="center"><span class="sc">James Nisbet & Co., Ltd.</span>, London.</p> +</div> +<div class="titlepg" id="home" title="Hymns from the East"> +<h1>HYMNS FROM THE EAST +<br /><span class="smallest">BEING</span> +<br /><span class="small">CENTOS AND SUGGESTIONS</span> +<br /><span class="smaller">FROM THE SERVICE BOOKS +<br />OF THE HOLY EASTERN CHURCH</span></h1> +<p class="center"><span class="smaller">WITH</span> +<br />INTRODUCTION</p> +<p class="center"><span class="smaller">BY THE</span> +<br />REV. JOHN BROWNLIE</p> +<p class="center"><span class="small"><i>Author of</i> +<br />“<i>Hymns and Hymn Writers of the Church Hymnary</i>,” +<br />“<i>Hymns of the Greek Church</i>,” “<i>Hymns from the Greek Office Books</i>,” +<br />“<i>Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church</i>,” +<br /><i>&c., &c.</i></span></p> +<p class="center">PAISLEY: ALEXANDER GARDNER</p> +<p class="center"><span class="small">Publisher by Appointment to the late Queen Victoria</span></p> +<p class="center"><span class="smaller">MCMVII</span></p> +<hr /> +<p class="center"><span class="smaller">LONDON: +<br />SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, HAMILTON, KENT & CO., LMD.</span></p> +<p class="center"><span class="smallest">PRINTED BY ALEXANDER GARDNER, PAISLEY</span></p> +<hr /> +<p class="center"><span title="TOIS AGIOIS EN DEXIA, THEOU KAI PISTOIS EN CHRISTÔ, ANATITHÊMI" class="g">ΤΟΙΣ +· ΑΓΙΟΙΣ · ΕΝ · +ΔΕΞΙᾼ, · ΘΕΟΥ +· ΚΑΙ · ΠΙΣΤΟΙΣ +· ΕΝ · ΧΡΙΣΤῼ, · ΑΝΑΤΙΘΗΜΙ ·</span></p> +</div> +<div class="toc"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_5">[5]</div> +<h3>INDEX OF FIRST LINES</h3> +<dl class="index"> +<dt class="small">PAGE</dt> +<dt><a href="#intro">INTRODUCTION,</a> 9</dt> +<dt class="scl">MORNING—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h01">Now, God of Light, the morn appears,</a> 25</dd> +<dd><a href="#h02">Up, up my soul! with gladness rise,</a> 27</dd> +<dd><a href="#h03">The saffron tints appear,</a> 29</dd> +<dd><a href="#h04">Now glows the morn in beauty rare,</a> 31</dd> +<dt class="scl">EVENING—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h05">When night her sable curtain spreads,</a> 35</dd> +<dd><a href="#h06">A crown of gold surpassing rare,</a> 37</dd> +<dt class="scl">CHRISTMAS—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h07">The Lord of Life to earth came down,</a> 41</dd> +<dd><a href="#h08">Jerusalem rejoice!</a> 44</dd> +<dd><a href="#h09">The best that heaven could bring,</a> 46</dd> +<dd><a href="#h10">Out from the rising of the sun,</a> 47</dd> +<dt class="scl">EASTER—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h11">O woeful hour, when from the night,</a> 51</dd> +<dd><a href="#h12">Crown the Lord of glory,</a> 53</dd> +<dd><a href="#h13">O Christ, when on the shameful tree,</a> 55</dd> +<dd><a href="#h14">O God of Love, Whose mercy came,</a> 57</dd> +<dd><a href="#h15">When hades held the Lord of Life,</a> 59</dd> +<dd><a href="#h16">When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree,</a> 61</dd> +<dd><a href="#h17">To Thy Cross and Resurrection,</a> 63</dd> +<dt class="pb" id="pg_6">[6]</dt> +<dd><a href="#h18">Light is dawning ’mong the hills,</a> 65</dd> +<dd><a href="#h19">Hail! rising morn, for He hath risen,</a> 67</dd> +<dd><a href="#h20">We worship, Lord, before Thee now,</a> 69</dd> +<dd><a href="#h21">Heavy laden with thy grief,</a> 70</dd> +<dd><a href="#h22">To Thee, O Christ, our God,</a> 72</dd> +<dd><a href="#h23">Glory shone within the gloom,</a> 74</dd> +<dd><a href="#h24">When Adam heard the voice of sin,</a> 76</dd> +<dd><a href="#h25">Within the garden’s sombre shade,</a> 78</dd> +<dt class="scl">PENTECOST—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h26">Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came,</a> 83</dd> +<dd><a href="#h27">O may the Spirit of all grace,</a> 85</dd> +<dt class="scl">COMMUNION—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h28">Let Thy blood in mercy poured,</a> 89</dd> +<dd><a href="#h29">O Lord of bounty, let this bread,</a> 91</dd> +<dt class="scl">JUDGMENT—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h30">When in the clouds the Lord appears,</a> 95</dd> +<dd><a href="#h31">The Bridegroom comes, my soul awake!</a> 98</dd> +<dd><a href="#h32">O Judge of all, when sinful men,</a> 100</dd> +<dd><a href="#h33">I brought my merits to the throne,</a> 102</dd> +<dd><a href="#h34">The time is drawing nigh,</a> 104</dd> +<dt class="scl">ASPIRATIONS—</dt> +<dd><a href="#h35">I sought the Lord at early morn,</a> 109</dd> +<dd><a href="#h36">O touch my heart and bring to mind,</a> 111</dd> +<dd><a href="#h37">The wealth of high estate,</a> 113</dd> +<dt class="pb" id="pg_7">[7]</dt> +<dd><a href="#h38">I lift my hands, and with my heart,</a> 115</dd> +<dd><a href="#h39">Arise, my soul, and gaily sing,</a> 117</dd> +<dd><a href="#h40">The King shall come when morning dawns,</a> 119</dd> +<dd><a href="#h41">Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind,</a> 121</dd> +<dd><a href="#h42">Because Thy mercy is so great,</a> 123</dd> +<dd><a href="#h43">I cannot lift mine eyes,</a> 125</dd> +<dd><a href="#h44">When at Thy feet oppressed,</a> 127</dd> +<dd><a href="#h45">Because I was brought low,</a> 129</dd> +<dd><a href="#h46">O God of Life, in Whom we live,</a> 131</dd> +<dd><a href="#h47">By Thine own hand the gift was given,</a> 133</dd> +<dd><a href="#h48">Lord, Thou art good and kind,</a> 134</dd> +<dd><a href="#h49">O Lord of Life, when mortals call,</a> 136</dd> +<dd><a href="#h50">I wandered sore distressed,</a> 138</dd> +<dd><a href="#h51">God sent me to the desert wild,</a> 140</dd> +</dl> +</div> +<div id="intro" title="Introduction"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_9">[9]</div> +<h2>INTRODUCTION</h2> +<p>This fourth series of Hymns from the Office Books of The Holy Eastern Church, +differs from the preceding three in this, that the hymns are less translations +or renderings, and more centos and suggestions.</p> +<p>One cannot continue long to interest himself in any work, and receive from +time to time the observations and criticisms of his fellows, without, if he +have his eyes and mind open to receive impressions, feeling himself impelled +to alter his methods in some particular or other.</p> +<p>In previous volumes the author has been careful to give, for the most part, +carefully executed—that is to say, truthfully rendered translations from the +originals. Work of that kind is useful, and absolutely necessary for certain +purposes; but, unless for the hymnologist, or for the liturgiologist, it is +far from being attractive. To be true, +<span class="pb" id="pg_10">[10]</span> +renderings can hardly be graceful, and they must lack much of the literary +charm which attaches itself to productions which are more untrammelled. Hence, +unless, as has been said, to the few who are specialists, translations are not +much in favour. They have earned a reputation, and that reputation adheres to +them: they are cold and uninspiring. Such is their reputation, not always +just, but who can say that it has not, on the whole, been earned?</p> +<p>Perhaps it would be wrong to say that there is any prejudice against +translations from the Greek or any other language whatever, as such. The +reluctance to welcome translations is really reluctance to welcome poems which +do not find their way to the heart. For this reason there is perhaps not more +than a score of translations which have won their way from permanent hymnals +to a permanent place in the affections of our devout fellow-countrymen. In +this connection it is to be noted that we speak of <i>translations</i>, and not of +<i>suggestions</i> such as, +“Art thou weary,” or +“O, happy band of pilgrims,” +and many others, which have +<span class="pb" id="pg_11">[11]</span> +advanced into great favour, and are termed translations, but are not.</p> +<p>True hymns are sacred lyrics, and a lyric to be lyrical and heart appealing, +must be <i>inevitable</i>. It must be the spontaneous expression of the heart of the +author—an expression which <i>had</i> to come. It is the latent secret of the power +of true hymns, for what <i>must</i> be uttered will assuredly, sooner or later, find +its way to some heart. Such jets of living poetry must be awaited: they +cannot be forced. But a translator must deliberately sit down at his desk and +work—manufacture, if you will—and endeavour to turn on the lathe of graceful +culture, elegancies which readers may admire, but will never feel.</p> +<p>Perhaps translators from the Greek have a singular temptation to eschew. Hymns +from the Offices have to be created in Greek, as has been pointed out in a +former Introduction, before they can be the source of living poetic +inspiration. No doubt the necessity of forming a cento is also the privilege, +but it may easily entice a translator to be satisfied with a lifeless +stringing of inept +<span class="pb" id="pg_12">[12]</span> +fragments. All this and much more has been brought home to the writer times +without number.</p> +<p>If one would have his work to be permanently useful; if he would aim at any +particular employment of his hymns, he must observe the conditions which such +an aim implies. A translator who aims at the use of his work in public +worship, must aim at pellucid simplicity both of phraseology and of structure; +and if they are to be widely, permanently, or deservedly popular, they must +be gifted with becoming grace. This cannot be done in translations pure and +simple. The present collection gives the result of an experiment. The Greek +has been used as a basis, a theme, a motive; oriental colour, and it is to be +hoped some of the oriental warmth has been preserved. Now and again an +oriental figure is retained, and to those who have any knowledge of the +worship of the Eastern Church, it must be obvious that the peculiar themes of +her praise are in abundant evidence.</p> +<p>What, then, is the net result? To an unpractised eye, if no indication of the +source of these hymns had been given, could anything +<span class="pb" id="pg_13">[13]</span> +about them have suggested their source? To the unpractised eye, nothing. But +no one who knows the Greek Offices will travel far before he overtakes +well-known landmarks. This is just as it should be. It is sufficient that a +fertile source of suggestion has been found—of theme, thought, form, +colour—and that from this ancient source it is possible to procure much that +is beautiful for the adornment of the worship of God’s house to-day. And this +gratifying fact is made plain, that the themes of Greek Church praise are the +grand themes of the praise of the Church in our land and in all Christian +lands;—The Christ in all the Might and Glory of His Person and Work: the +need of our humanity, and the way in which Christ met it: His miraculous +birth, which is not shorn of any of its mystery, and the embellishments of the +event, which are never toned down, but, in true oriental fashion, made, if +possible, more dazzling: His Passion and His Death, and the fulness of their +atoning efficacy. But, as is to be expected, the grand theme of the Greek +singers, as became those who, more than we have done, +<span class="pb" id="pg_14">[14]</span> +caught the first inspiration of their praise from the apostles, is the +glorious Resurrection of our Lord from the dead. Here, the praise of the Greek +Church touches its highest note, and pours forth its most enchanting melody. +“Christ is risen,” and the glad response, “He is risen indeed”—these words +constitute the keynote of all that is best and most beautiful in Greek +worship. The Knowledge and the Wisdom of God are everywhere extolled, and the +attribute of Light is continually and cordially applied to the Deity.</p> +<p>One cannot acquaint himself with the Church of the Apostles, with its glowing +service, and with the noble stand it has made, and still maintains, for the +truth of God and for the Kingdom of Christ in the world, and not feel pained +with the fact, so little to the credit of the Church of the West, that, of our +sympathy it has little or none. This is largely due to our ignorance. But is +ignorance in many cases not culpable? Is it not so in our case? A little +more acquaintance with the Eastern Church would vastly alter +<span class="pb" id="pg_15">[15]</span> +our attitude towards it, and speedily remove most of our prejudices.</p> +<p>More than once have we listened to depreciations of the Greek Church, and the +epithet “stagnant” has always been incorporated as a first-rate misdemeanour +of the Orthodox Church of the East. The assumption in the epithet is that the +Greek Church is not missionary and aggressive, and the implication is that it +has been so from earliest times. Until men acquaint themselves with the +history of this Church, and open their eyes to facts which are readily +accessible, it is useless to attempt to lift them out of their prejudices.</p> +<p>How much did the Church of the East suffer by the great Roman schism of 1054! +After, in the words of Dr. A. van Millingen, in his <i>Byzantine Constantinople</i>, +having in “the empire of which New Rome was the capital, defended the higher +life of mankind against the attacks of formidable antagonists, and rendered +eminent service to the cause of human welfare;” after having elaborated the +Christian doctrines and formed the creed of Christendom for the world, she was +shorn +<span class="pb" id="pg_16">[16]</span> +of much of her strength by the departure of the West. The spring, and energy, +and enterprise were largely taken from her. No fault of hers that she was left +with the meditative souls who could ponder the mysteries of God, but could not +trade in the merchandise of the Kingdom. So she was left in possession of her +splendid attainment, without the aptitude to fit herself to aggressive +enterprise, while Rome, with all the qualifications which have fitted her for +an aggressive task, has made for herself a place and a name which have +eclipsed the glory of the old home. And so we forget the Church of the +Apostles, to which we owe so much.</p> +<p>But worse. How much did the Church of the East suffer, and how much does she +still suffer, by the overthrow of the empire by the Turks in 1453—by the +overthrow of the empire, and the domination of a powerful, unscrupulous, and +fanatical race, down through the 600 years succeeding! How would the Church in +these islands have stood such fiery trials? Would we have continued an +enterprising missionary Church through +<span class="pb" id="pg_17">[17]</span> +it all? It might be good for us to try to understand that, when a despotic +Sultan stands over you, allowing you to breathe on condition of no +proselytising, the conditions are not favourable to well advertised missionary +effort. All that can be done in such circumstances, and under such conditions, +is to hold fast to the faith, and let the light shine, which the Greek Church +actually does.</p> +<p>Since the tenth century, Russia stands to the credit of Greek +missionaries. Not that Russia can be considered much credit in the meantime by +the West; but the ground for hope in Russia is the Christian element that has +entered into her national life. And our Protestantism has not yet succeeded on +the same national scale in missionary effort, a fact which ought to incline us +to think less of the stagnation of the Greek Church. But why refer specially +to Russia as a product of Greek missionary effort? Would Rome, or the Church +of the Reformation in the West, be what they are to-day, but for the zeal and +devotion of that Church in bye-gone days?</p> +<div class="pb" id="pg_18">[18]</div> +<p>It is an easy matter for us in these days, with our national liberty and +recognition of the Christian faith; with the noble souls around us who are +the products of centuries of grace; with wealth, and all that Christian work +calls for to its aid, to look disparagingly upon the Church of the East, the +mother of us all, as she lies in sore straits despoiled of her splendour, and +trampled under the heel of the Turk. Well we know the theory of cross-bearing, +but, in comparison with the Church of the East from the very earliest down to +the present day, we know but little of its practice. Our laurels are not too +firmly knit upon our brows: let us take heed, and let us exercise the grace +of charity and a spirit of sympathy.</p> +<p>But our prejudices, which are, as usual, due to imperfect knowledge, culpable +or otherwise, charge this Church, which claims to be Orthodox, with being +heretical in doctrine and worship. To put the common view, this Church, which +is the repository of Apostolic doctrine, and from which we, in common with +others, have derived, has, along with the truth, a large admixture of error, +<span class="pb" id="pg_19">[19]</span> +which renders her dangerous and to be avoided.</p> +<p>We, who plume ourselves on the orthodoxy of our doctrines and purity of +worship, have a remarkable facility for detecting and magnifying the errors of +others: of creating them where they do not exist, and of exaggerating them +where they do. This facility has this advantage, that it keeps our eyes away +from ourselves and from the errors which are nearer home. Like the beams of +the winter sun which have little warmth in them, the line of our vision is +somewhat oblique.</p> +<p>This is a subject much too large to occupy our attention to any extent here. +It may be enough to remark in regard to the major charges, that nowhere does +the Eastern Church address worship, either to the Mother of our Lord, or to +the saints and angels. They are venerated and invoked, but worshipped, never. +Worship, as we understand it, is addressed to the Triune God, and to Him +alone. This is a rather dangerous subject to touch, and this is not the place +to safely approach it; but it may suffice to say that we might be a +<span class="pb" id="pg_20">[20]</span> +great deal the better, and none the worse, and it might be comforting and +strengthening in times of affliction and trial, to realise more than we do, +that our Lord wore our flesh when He sojourned with us on the earth, and that +He derived His humanity from Mary. We might thus even be induced to use Her +name with greater veneration and affection than have yet characterised our +references to Her, when these have had to be made, and so aid the fulfilment +of Her own prophecy, “Behold, from henceforth, all generations shall call me +blessed.” And might it not be good for us to remember that there <i>are</i> saints +and angels, and that we are “compassed about with so great a cloud of +witnesses?” Who doubts the fact? Do not they who tacitly ignore the +existence of the Blessed Dead?</p> +<p>If any of the hymns contained in this volume should touch the heart of anyone +who reads them, or, better still, at any future time, sings them, may he, as +he remembers the source from which they have come, think reverently and +sympathetically of the struggling Church of the East.</p> +</div> +<div id="hymns" title="Hymns"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_21">[21]</div> +<h3>HYMNS FROM THE EAST</h3> +<div id="morning" title="Morning"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_23">[23]</div> +<h3>MORNING</h3> +<div id="h01" title="Now, God of Light, the morn appears"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_25">[25]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now, God of Light, the morn appears,</p> +<p class="t">And life revives, and beauty glows;</p> +<p class="t0">The night has gone with all its fears,</p> +<p class="t">And lo! the light in brightness grows.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Thine be the glory, God of Light,</p> +<p class="t">For all the joy from morn that springs;</p> +<p class="t0">O may a morn dispel each night,</p> +<p class="t">And bless our lives with beauteous things.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Give us this day the light that dwells</p> +<p class="t">In every heart Thy presence fills;</p> +<p class="t0">That night with all its fears dispels,</p> +<p class="t">And life, and hope, and joy instils.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_26">[26]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Then shall our nights no darkness bring,</p> +<p class="t">But morn, bright morn, for ever shine;</p> +<p class="t0">And when night spreads her dusky wings,</p> +<p class="t">More bright shall be the light divine.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">All praise to Thee, the God of Light;</p> +<p class="t">All praise to Christ, the glorious Son;</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Spirit, Lord of might,</p> +<p class="t">Now, and while endless ages run.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h02" title="Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_27">[27]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise,</p> +<p class="t0">And greet the ever-brightening skies.</p> +<p class="t0">The morn hath come, sweet morn, awake!</p> +<p class="t0">And from thy pinions slumber shake.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Pure as the morn God’s presence shines;</p> +<p class="t0">Love like its beams, thy life entwines;</p> +<p class="t0">Richer the gifts thy God bestows</p> +<p class="t0">Than morning beauty can disclose.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Sweet as the breath that fans the bowers,</p> +<p class="t0">And stirs the leaves and opening flowers,</p> +<p class="t0">Comes with the morn, the breath divine</p> +<p class="t0">To stir thee, slumbering soul of mine.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_28">[28]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Thou, the Morn, the Light, the Sun,</p> +<p class="t0">With Thee be every day begun;</p> +<p class="t0">Brightness shall clothe my life always,</p> +<p class="t0">And fill my soul with grateful praise.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Glory to Thee, O Christ! my Lord,</p> +<p class="t0">Light of my soul, Incarnate Word!</p> +<p class="t0">Come with the morn, abide alway,</p> +<p class="t0">And cheer my course to endless day.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h03" title="The saffron tints appear"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_29">[29]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The saffron tints appear,</p> +<p class="t0">The morning comes—’tis here.</p> +<p class="t0">Wipe slumber from thine eyes,</p> +<p class="t0">Behold the sun arise!</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Clad in his garb of gold,</p> +<p class="t0">Bright as he shone of old;</p> +<p class="t0">Beams o’er the heavens extend,</p> +<p class="t0">Shafts from his orb descend.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Sun, that in morning light</p> +<p class="t0">Rises, nor sinks in night,</p> +<p class="t0">Shine in my soul alway,</p> +<p class="t0">Make there an endless day.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_30">[30]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Life for my deadness give;</p> +<p class="t0">Shine, that my soul may live;</p> +<p class="t0">Joy to my sorrow bring;</p> +<p class="t0">Light on Thy glowing wing.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">If ’neath the cloud I lie,</p> +<p class="t0">Darkness obscure my sky;</p> +<p class="t0">Yet, may my faith behold</p> +<p class="t0">Glints of the hidden gold.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Father, to Thee, always,</p> +<p class="t0">And Holy Ghost, be praise;</p> +<p class="t0">Glory, while ages run,</p> +<p class="t0">To Thee, O Christ! our Sun.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h04" title="Now glows the morn in beauty rare"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_31">[31]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now glows the morn in beauty rare,</p> +<p class="t0">O haste my soul to fervent prayer,</p> +<p class="t0">And let the wings of morning raise</p> +<p class="t0">To God the tribute of thy praise.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The night is gone; now disappear</p> +<p class="t0">The clouds that hung in threatening near;</p> +<p class="t0">Day comes apace, and terrors flee,</p> +<p class="t0">For light illumes the earth and sea.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O soul dismayed! when darkness fills</p> +<p class="t0">The dismal days with darkling ills,</p> +<p class="t0">Rest in the calm the promise gives,</p> +<p class="t0">That Christ, thy Light and Glory, lives.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_32">[32]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Morn shall appear and scatter night;</p> +<p class="t0">Light shall appear in noonday might.</p> +<p class="t0">Strong in the joy the daylight brings,</p> +<p class="t0">Soul, thou shalt rise on glowing wings.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Morn of my soul, O Christ, Thou art;</p> +<p class="t0">Light of my life; my drooping heart</p> +<p class="t0">Sings, when Thy countenance benign</p> +<p class="t0">Shines as the joys of noonday shine.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="evening" title="Evening"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_33">[33]</div> +<h3>EVENING</h3> +<div id="h05" title="When night her sable curtain spreads"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_34">[34]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When night her sable curtain spreads,</p> +<p class="t">And darkness falls on sea and land,</p> +<p class="t0">In silent beauty, o’er our heads,</p> +<p class="t3">The stars shine grand.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The orb of day his race hath run,</p> +<p class="t">But see what glory comes to view,</p> +<p class="t0">As, full of radiance, one by one,</p> +<p class="t3">The stars shine true.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now bright their silver light appears,</p> +<p class="t">And reverent eyes behold the sight;</p> +<p class="t0">Hope lights the darkness of our fears—</p> +<p class="t3">The stars shine bright.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_36">[36]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When on our life the curtain falls,</p> +<p class="t">And fast descends a threatening night,</p> +<p class="t0">Then, lest dismay the soul appals,</p> +<p class="t3">The stars shine bright.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O great the wisdom, great the power,—</p> +<p class="t">God draws the curtains of the night,</p> +<p class="t0">And, in the dark and lonesome hour,</p> +<p class="t3">The stars shine bright.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The glory and the truth of God,</p> +<p class="t">His lovingkindness and His care,—</p> +<p class="t0">Such is the light He sheds abroad,</p> +<p class="t3">His stars shine rare.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h06" title="A crown of gold surpassing rare"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_37">[37]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">A crown of gold surpassing rare,</p> +<p class="t0">The western hills, in beauty, wear;</p> +<p class="t0">And earth and sea reflect the light,</p> +<p class="t0">That fades before th’ approach of night.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Glorious Sun! whose peerless ray</p> +<p class="t0">Illumes the realm of endless day,</p> +<p class="t0">Shine on a world where darkness dwells,</p> +<p class="t0">And all the joy of day dispels.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Soft o’er the land the twilight creeps;</p> +<p class="t0">Night falls apace, and nature sleeps;</p> +<p class="t0">O let not night my life control,</p> +<p class="t0">And plunge in sleep my drowsy soul.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_38">[38]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Sleep to the weary pilgrim give,</p> +<p class="t0">But let the soul through slumber live;</p> +<p class="t0">Wake when the first faint gleam of morn</p> +<p class="t0">Tells that another day is born.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Light of my life! bid night depart,</p> +<p class="t0">Sing to my soul, and cheer my heart;</p> +<p class="t0">That morn, and noon, and night may be</p> +<p class="t0">One beauteous day of joy to me.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And when the brightest morn shall break,</p> +<p class="t0">And bid the eternal day awake,</p> +<p class="t0">O Glorious Sun! in radiance shine,</p> +<p class="t0">To guard from night the realm divine.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="christmas" title="Christmas"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_39">[39]</div> +<h3>CHRISTMAS</h3> +<div id="h07" title="The Lord of Life to earth came down"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_41">[41]</div> +<h4>CAROL<sup><a id="fr_1" href="#fn_1">[1]</a></sup></h4> +<p class="originc"><span title="kai Poimenes eidon to thauma," class="g">καὶ Ποιμένες εἶδον τὸ θαῦμα,</span> +<br /><span title="Angelôn anymnountôn, kai legontôn;" class="g">Ἀγγέλων ἀνυμνούντων, καὶ λεγόντων·</span> +<br /><span title="Doxa" class="g">Δόξα</span></p> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The Lord of Life to earth came down,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound His praises high;</p> +<p class="t0">O ’twas a day of high renown,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Him in the sky.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_42">[42]</div> +<h5><i>Refrain.</i></h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The shepherds saw a wondrous sight,</p> +<p class="t2">In Bethlehem’s fields at even,</p> +<p class="t0">When, lo! a star, in radiance bright,</p> +<p class="t0">Shed o’er the plains its glorious light,</p> +<p class="t0">And angel bands, harmonious quite,</p> +<p class="t2">His praises sang from heaven.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Say, came He forth by myriads led?—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound his praises high;</p> +<p class="t0">A crown of gold upon his head?</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Him in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Of earthly pomp the Lord had none,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound His praises high;</p> +<p class="t0">His kingly crown had not been won,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Him in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_43">[43]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">A little child the Lord became,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound His praises high,</p> +<p class="t0">To bear our guilt, and share our shame,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Him in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Jesu, Who in manger lay,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound his praises high,</p> +<p class="t0">Make me a little child to-day,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Thee in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And may I come, with spirit meet,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound His praises high,</p> +<p class="t0">To lay my tribute at Thy feet,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Thee in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To Father, Spirit, One with Christ,—</p> +<p class="t">Come, gaily sound His praises high,</p> +<p class="t0">Be endless praise, Whose love sufficed,</p> +<p class="t">While angels praise Him in the sky.</p> +<p class="t7"><i>Refrain.</i></p> +</div> +<div class="fnblock"> +<div class="fndef"><sup><a id="fn_1" href="#fr_1">[1]</a></sup>This carol has been set to +excellent and appropriate music by Mr. Arthur +Henry Brown, Brentwood, Essex, and is published by Novello & Co., London. It +is noteworthy that Mr. Brown is honourably associated with Eastern Hymnody by +his tune, <i>St. Anatolius</i>, which was composed for Dr. Neale’s rendering of the +Greek evening hymn, +<span title="tên hêmeran dielthôn" class="g">τὴν ἡμέραν διελθών</span>, +“The day is past and over”; and +also by <i>Orthodoxus</i> and <i>Apostolicus</i>, which were composed for +<span class="sc">The Ektene</span> +and <span class="sc">The Litany Of The Deacon</span> +respectively; and by <i>St. Stythians</i>, composed for <span title="basileu ouranie paraklête" class="g">βασιλεῦ οὐράνιε παράκλητε</span>, “O King, enthroned on high”—renderings by the +present author, all of which find a place in the new edition of <span class="sc">Church Hymns</span>. +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h08" title="Jerusalem, rejoice!"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_44">[44]</div> +<h4>CAROL<sup><a id="fr_2" href="#fn_2">[2]</a></sup></h4> +<p class="originc"><span title="euphranthêti hierousalêm" class="g">εὐφράνθητι +Ἱερουσαλὴμ</span></p> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Jerusalem, rejoice!</p> +<p class="t">Keep festival and sing;</p> +<p class="t0">All ye who dwell in Zion’s courts,</p> +<p class="t">Bring forth an offering.</p> +<p class="t4">Rejoice, rejoice,</p> +<p class="t4">Jerusalem, rejoice;</p> +<p class="t2">And sing with glee, right merrily,</p> +<p class="t4">Let every heart and voice.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To-day the chain is loosed</p> +<p class="t">That long hath bound our race,</p> +<p class="t0">The condemnation is removed</p> +<p class="t">Through God’s abounding grace.</p> +<p class="t4">Rejoice, rejoice, etc.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_45">[45]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The gates of heaven are wide,</p> +<p class="t">And Satan’s work undone;</p> +<p class="t0">For She<sup><a id="fr_3" href="#fn_3">[3]</a></sup> who fell beneath his power,</p> +<p class="t">Now gives the world God’s Son.</p> +<p class="t4">Rejoice, rejoice, etc.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O depth of riches great!</p> +<p class="t">O height of wisdom strong!</p> +<p class="t0">O knowledge of the Living God,</p> +<p class="t">To right such grievous wrong!</p> +<p class="t4">Rejoice, rejoice, etc.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now, let creation sing</p> +<p class="t">And leap, nor brook control,</p> +<p class="t0">For Christ hath come to call it back,</p> +<p class="t">And save each ruined soul.</p> +<p class="t4">Rejoice, rejoice,</p> +<p class="t4">Jerusalem rejoice;</p> +<p class="t2">And sing with glee, right merrily,</p> +<p class="t4">Let every heart and voice.</p> +</div> +<div class="fnblock"> +<div class="fndef"><sup><a id="fn_2" href="#fr_2">[2]</a></sup>Music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown. +</div> +<div class="fndef"><sup><a id="fn_3" href="#fr_3">[3]</a></sup>Woman. +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h09" title="The best that heaven could bring"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_46">[46]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The best that heaven could bring—</p> +<p class="t">First fruits, an offering free—</p> +<p class="t0">Was brought from far, when, by the star,</p> +<p class="t">The wise men came to Thee.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">No sceptre, and no throne!</p> +<p class="t">The magi were amazed,</p> +<p class="t0">As, with surprise, on humble guise</p> +<p class="t">And poverty, they gazed.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">But there Thy God-head shone,</p> +<p class="t">Despite the manger bed;</p> +<p class="t0">O Christ, the Lord, Incarnate Word!</p> +<p class="t">’Twas there Thou laid’st Thy head.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h10" title="Out from the rising of the sun"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_47">[47]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Out from the rising of the sun,</p> +<p class="t">O’er tracts of desert wild,</p> +<p class="t0">The Magi came on journey lone,</p> +<p class="t">To seek the heaven-born child;</p> +<p class="t0">The star o’erhead their footsteps led,</p> +<p class="t">And hope their way beguiled.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">They bore Him costly gifts of gold,</p> +<p class="t">And myrrh and spices sweet:</p> +<p class="t0">“For He is King,” they had been told,</p> +<p class="t">Whom they would meekly greet;</p> +<p class="t0">And they would go, in reverence low,</p> +<p class="t">And worship at His feet.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_48">[48]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O humble Child, in manger laid!</p> +<p class="t">The wise beheld Thee there,</p> +<p class="t0">And reverently their homage paid,</p> +<p class="t">And gave their offerings rare.</p> +<p class="t0">Their quest was found, and to the ground</p> +<p class="t">They bowed the head in prayer.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Jesu, who in manger lay,</p> +<p class="t">The Son of God most high,</p> +<p class="t0">Let me my humble homage pay,</p> +<p class="t">And bring my offerings nigh,</p> +<p class="t0">And humbly greet Thee at Thy feet,</p> +<p class="t">And low in worship lie.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="easter" title="Easter"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_49">[49]</div> +<h3>EASTER</h3> +<div id="h11" title="O woeful hour! when from the night"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_51">[51]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O woeful hour! when from the night</p> +<p class="t0">Emerged in wrath Satanic might,</p> +<p class="t0">To crush the Christ, whom God in heaven,</p> +<p class="t0">To raise our fallen race, had given.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O woeful hour! when, with the scorn</p> +<p class="t0">Of sinful men, His soul was torn;</p> +<p class="t0">When sin exulting bowed the knee,</p> +<p class="t0">And stung the Christ with mockery.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O woeful hour! when to the tree</p> +<p class="t0">The Christ was nailed in agony;</p> +<p class="t0">When anguish for our sin He bore,</p> +<p class="t0">And thorns His throbbing temples tore.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_52">[52]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O woeful hour! O darkest day!</p> +<p class="t0">The God-Man, still, entombed lay,</p> +<p class="t0">For death his cruel shaft had driven</p> +<p class="t0">To quell the hope our God had given.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O saddened soul! the night is past,</p> +<p class="t0">The morn, bright morn, has come at last;</p> +<p class="t0">The rage of sin its worst hath done,</p> +<p class="t0">Yet lives in power th’ eternal Son.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The dark hath vanished in the light;</p> +<p class="t0">O futile now, Satanic might;</p> +<p class="t0">Sin wounded lies, and death is slain</p> +<p class="t0">By Him who lives in power again.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Hail, glorious morn! the Christ hath risen;</p> +<p class="t0">Hail Victor from the darkest prison!</p> +<p class="t0">Up, up, my soul! thy praises pour</p> +<p class="t0">To Christ, Thy God, for evermore.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h12" title="Crown the Lord of glory"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_53">[53]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Crown the Lord of glory,</p> +<p class="t">Angels, crown your King;</p> +<p class="t0">Saints whose souls He ransomed,</p> +<p class="t">Bring your offering;</p> +<p class="t0">Let no voice be silent,</p> +<p class="t">Laud and honour bring.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Crown the Lord of glory,—</p> +<p class="t">Once He dwelt below,</p> +<p class="t0">Bore the cross of sorrow,</p> +<p class="t">Drank the cup of woe;</p> +<p class="t0">Now He reigns triumphant,</p> +<p class="t">Let your praises flow.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_54">[54]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Crown the Lord of glory,—</p> +<p class="t">On the earth He wore</p> +<p class="t0">Purple robe that mocked Him,</p> +<p class="t">Thorns His brow that tore;</p> +<p class="t0">Now His griefs are ended,</p> +<p class="t">Praise Him evermore.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Crown the Lord of glory,</p> +<p class="t">For His work is done;</p> +<p class="t0">Crown the King of glory,</p> +<p class="t">God’s eternal Son;</p> +<p class="t0">In my life enthroned,</p> +<p class="t">Be Thy reign begun!</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h13" title="O Christ, when on the shameful tree"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_55">[55]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Christ, when on the shameful tree,</p> +<p class="t0">Thou bor’st such cruel pain for me,</p> +<p class="t0">Thine every member felt the smart,</p> +<p class="t0">And sent its sorrows to Thy heart.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">A crown of thorns Thy temples tore,</p> +<p class="t0">Thy face, O Christ, vile spittings bore,</p> +<p class="t0">And cruel hands, O action base!</p> +<p class="t0">Smote Thee, defiant, in the face.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When in Thy thirst, men heard Thee call,</p> +<p class="t0">Thy lips were drenched with bitter gall;</p> +<p class="t0">And to Thine ears the words were borne</p> +<p class="t0">Of blasphemy and ribald scorn.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_56">[56]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Thy hands and feet with nails were riven,</p> +<p class="t0">The spear into Thy side was driven;—</p> +<p class="t0">O Christ, when dying on the tree,</p> +<p class="t0">How great the pain Thou bor’st for me!</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now, by Thy Cross, Almighty King,</p> +<p class="t0">Salvation to the sinner bring,</p> +<p class="t0">And let Thy sacrifice for me</p> +<p class="t0">Teach me to sacrifice for Thee.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h14" title="O God of love, whose mercy came"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_57">[57]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O God of love, whose mercy came</p> +<p class="t0">To this dark world of sin and shame,</p> +<p class="t0">And on a Cross of suffering sore,</p> +<p class="t0">That sin and shame in meekness bore.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Supreme the love the Christ displayed,</p> +<p class="t0">When He, True God, True Man was made;</p> +<p class="t0">When He was scorned, His patience then</p> +<p class="t0">Shone forth divine, with sinful men.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Did e’er such mercy lead the great</p> +<p class="t0">To stoop from high to low estate?</p> +<p class="t0">Did e’er such love incline the heart</p> +<p class="t0">To take the erring sinner’s part?</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_58">[58]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">’Twas God who loved, ’twas God who gave</p> +<p class="t0">His Son our erring souls to save;</p> +<p class="t0">’Tis Christ that wins us by the love</p> +<p class="t0">From earth below to heaven above.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Win me, O Lord, whose mercy came</p> +<p class="t0">To this dark world of sin and shame,</p> +<p class="t0">To that bright world whose beauties shine</p> +<p class="t0">Forever in Thy love divine.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To Thee, O Father, glory be,</p> +<p class="t0">And glory, Christ, God-Man, to Thee,</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Spirit, Three in One,</p> +<p class="t0">Now, and while countless ages run.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h15" title="When Hades held the Lord of Life"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_59">[59]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When Hades held the Lord of Life,</p> +<p class="t">The boast of sin was vaunting high;</p> +<p class="t0">’Twas much to wound a sinless soul,</p> +<p class="t">But more to see the God-Man die.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When Hades held the Lord of Life,</p> +<p class="t">The gates were barred to hold Him fast.</p> +<p class="t0">No prison bars so closely drawn</p> +<p class="t">Were e’er by soul of mortal passed.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When Hades held the Lord of Life,</p> +<p class="t">Rejoicing, death beheld Him there;—</p> +<p class="t0">“Now close the ancient barriers draw,</p> +<p class="t">And drive the prisoner to despair.”</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_60">[60]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, blank surprise when Hades shook!</p> +<p class="t">O, ringing joy through all the gloom!</p> +<p class="t0">Asunder fell the gates of night,</p> +<p class="t">And rose the Conqueror from the tomb.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Immortal Saviour! death is dead,</p> +<p class="t">No more it holds the souls of men;</p> +<p class="t0">For Thou hast crushed the power of sin,</p> +<p class="t">And brought us back to life again.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h16" title="When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_61">[61]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree,</p> +<p class="t">Wert bearing pain for sinful men,</p> +<p class="t0">The sun, lamenting, hid his face,</p> +<p class="t">And clothed himself with darkness then;</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And o’er the world, when noontide came,</p> +<p class="t">The light grew faint and faded soon;</p> +<p class="t0">And men in wonder saw the dark</p> +<p class="t">Bring in the night at hour of noon.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">But, low in Hades’ depths there shone</p> +<p class="t">Such light as never shone before;</p> +<p class="t0">And prisoners saw the Light of lights,</p> +<p class="t">And joyed to feel their bondage o’er.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_62">[62]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O blessed art Thou, Christ, our Lord,</p> +<p class="t">For all the pain so meekly borne;</p> +<p class="t0">The dark that hid Thee in Thy woe,</p> +<p class="t">Has ushered in a glorious morn.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h17" title="To Thy Cross and Resurrection"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_63">[63]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To Thy Cross and Resurrection,</p> +<p class="t">Laud and praise we humbly give;</p> +<p class="t0">In Thy death and life immortal,</p> +<p class="t">We will die, and ever live.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Christ Incarnate! by Thy Manhood,</p> +<p class="t">Thou to God hast brought me nigh;</p> +<p class="t0">Christ the humble! by Thy meekness,</p> +<p class="t">Thou hast raised my horn on high.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Source of life! O Christ, the anguish</p> +<p class="t">Borne upon the cruel tree</p> +<p class="t0">Lifts me to the bliss abiding,</p> +<p class="t">Where from suffering, souls are free.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_64">[64]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Endless praises, bright and thankful,</p> +<p class="t">Christ, to Thee be ever given,</p> +<p class="t0">By the souls in sorrow singing,</p> +<p class="t">By the souls redeemed in heaven.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h18" title="Light is dawning ’mong the hills"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_65">[65]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Light is dawning ’mong the hills,</p> +<p class="t">Light of light Thy beams display,</p> +<p class="t">All the darkness chase away,</p> +<p class="t0">Light that dawned upon our ills.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Dark the day the Cross was raised</p> +<p class="t">By the hands of cruel men;</p> +<p class="t">Great Thy load of sorrow then;</p> +<p class="t0">Angel hosts were sore amazed.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Dark the world while in the tomb,</p> +<p class="t">Lone in death the Saviour lay,</p> +<p class="t">Till the stone was rolled away,</p> +<p class="t0">And His Rising quelled the gloom.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_66">[66]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Fadeless now, O Light of light,</p> +<p class="t">Glory of the Father, Thou,</p> +<p class="t">Shine upon Thy people now,</p> +<p class="t0">Rise upon their darkest night.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h19" title="Hail rising morn! for He hath risen"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_67">[67]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Hail rising morn! for He hath risen;</p> +<p class="t">Hail light that gilds the Eastern skies;</p> +<p class="t0">For, from the bonds of darkest prison,</p> +<p class="t">Thy first beams saw the Christ arise.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O merciful and gracious One!</p> +<p class="t">The gates of Hades Thou hast rent,</p> +<p class="t0">And by Thy Rising, Christ the Son,</p> +<p class="t">No more we lie in bondage pent.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To-day the lips of Adam sing;</p> +<p class="t">Eve hails the Christ of mankind born;</p> +<p class="t0">And patriarchs and prophets bring</p> +<p class="t">Their hymns to greet the wondrous morn.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_68">[68]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And Thine the glory, Thine the power,</p> +<p class="t">By glowing hearts in praise expressed;</p> +<p class="t0">For Thine the might, this glorious hour,</p> +<p class="t">By which the sons of men are blessed.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h20" title="We worship, Lord, before Thee now"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_69">[69]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">We worship, Lord, before Thee now,</p> +<p class="t0">For great, and good, and pure art Thou.</p> +<p class="t0">O Christ, the God, our stumblings heal,</p> +<p class="t0">And lead us all Thy love to feel.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">For of Thy will it pleased Thee well</p> +<p class="t0">Here, in our flesh, with us to dwell,</p> +<p class="t0">To bear the Cross, that we might be</p> +<p class="t0">From Satan’s servitude set free.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Wherefore we cry aloud and praise,</p> +<p class="t0">With thankful voice, Thy name always;</p> +<p class="t0">For, O! our Saviour, Thou didst bring</p> +<p class="t0">The joy that makes our souls to sing.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h21" title="Heavy laden with thy grief"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_70">[70]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Heavy laden with thy grief,</p> +<p class="t">Do thy tears like raindrops flow?</p> +<p class="t0">Christ hath all thy sorrows borne</p> +<p class="t5">Long ago.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">See Him in the garden, prone,</p> +<p class="t">While He poured His soul to God;</p> +<p class="t0">Then He bore affliction keen,</p> +<p class="t5">And the rod.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Weary, laden with thy sin,</p> +<p class="t">Dost thou bow beneath the load?</p> +<p class="t0">Cast the burden of thy woe,</p> +<p class="t5">On thy God.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_71">[71]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">See Him faint beneath the load,</p> +<p class="t">As He bears the ghastly tree;</p> +<p class="t0">Hear His weary spirit sigh,</p> +<p class="t5">All for thee.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Sad and doubting, lo! the sun</p> +<p class="t">Shines upon a glorious day:</p> +<p class="t0">He is risen! come, see the place</p> +<p class="t5">Where He lay.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Glory to our suffering Lord,</p> +<p class="t">Praise to our exalted King,—</p> +<p class="t0">Source of life and endless bliss,—</p> +<p class="t5">Let us bring.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h22" title="To Thee, O Christ, our God"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_72">[72]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To Thee, O Christ, our God,</p> +<p class="t">Great Shepherd, who didst bear</p> +<p class="t0">The wandering sheep that strayed</p> +<p class="t">Back to Thy shepherd care;</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Who, pitying, gav’st Thy life,</p> +<p class="t">That we might stray no more,—</p> +<p class="t0">To Thee our hearts we raise,</p> +<p class="t">And Thee our songs adore.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Blest Spirit, source of life,</p> +<p class="t">From Hades’ fearful gloom</p> +<p class="t0">Thou brought’st the Shepherd, Christ,</p> +<p class="t">Who lay in mortal tomb,</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_73">[73]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">That He might still provide,</p> +<p class="t">And tend, and guard, and keep,</p> +<p class="t0">Where’er His flock, abides</p> +<p class="t">One Shepherd, of His sheep.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h23" title="Glory shone within the gloom"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_74">[74]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Glory shone within the gloom,</p> +<p class="t">Vacant eyes in wonder gazed;</p> +<p class="t0">Shook the portals of the tomb,</p> +<p class="t">And the prisoners stood amazed.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“Who is this in garb of light,</p> +<p class="t">Come to chase our night away?</p> +<p class="t0">Who is this in glorious might,</p> +<p class="t">Brings to us eternal day?”</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“Back! the triumph has been won;”</p> +<p class="t">Prone the powers of darkness lie,</p> +<p class="t0">At the feet of God’s own Son,</p> +<p class="t">Fresh from fields of victory.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_75">[75]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Glory, glory, life is ours!</p> +<p class="t">Hades heard the shout and feared;</p> +<p class="t0">Sin and all satanic powers</p> +<p class="t">Saw the Victor as He neared.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Burst the gates and cast them down,</p> +<p class="t">Set the sighing prisoners free;</p> +<p class="t0">Fear not though the tyrant frown,</p> +<p class="t">Christ hath purchased liberty,</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Sin is crushed and death is slain,</p> +<p class="t">See the Cross and Him who died!</p> +<p class="t0">From the grave He rose again,</p> +<p class="t">Who for man was crucified.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Hail! the Resurrection day,</p> +<p class="t">Hail! the gladness and the gain;</p> +<p class="t0">“He is risen,” the angels say,</p> +<p class="t">Yea, the Lord is risen again.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h24" title="When Adam heard the voice of sin"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_76">[76]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When Adam heard the voice of sin</p> +<p class="t">And fell before its power,</p> +<p class="t0">The flowers of Paradise were shorn</p> +<p class="t">Of beauty in that hour.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And clouds obscured the heavenly light,</p> +<p class="t">And e’en the stars were dim;</p> +<p class="t0">For O ’twas night, and only night,</p> +<p class="t">Dark night ’twixt God and him.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“O whence that flashing sword that gleams?</p> +<p class="t">And whence those angels there?”</p> +<p class="t0">Out from the garden of their bliss,</p> +<p class="t">Was thrust the guilty pair.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_77">[77]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Life is not theirs, the tree of Life</p> +<p class="t">The Cherubim surround;</p> +<p class="t0">Death dogs our guilty parents’ steps,</p> +<p class="t">Curse blasts the fertile ground.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O dreary, dreary, dark and dread,</p> +<p class="t">O misery of sin!</p> +<p class="t0">“God make another garden fair,</p> +<p class="t">And take Thy wanderers in.”</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">All praise to Christ our glorious Lord,</p> +<p class="t">For sin and death are slain;</p> +<p class="t0">The gates of heaven are open wide,</p> +<p class="t">And life is ours again.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h25" title="Within the garden’s sombre shade"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_78">[78]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Within the garden’s sombre shade,</p> +<p class="t">The Christ of God in anguish prayed;—</p> +<p class="t0">And who that agony could tell,</p> +<p class="t">As from his brow the blood-drops fell?</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“Can you not watch one hour?” He saith,</p> +<p class="t">“My soul is sorrowful to death.”</p> +<p class="t0">But He alone the vigil kept,</p> +<p class="t">While worn disciples slumbering slept.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O dark the cloud that threatening hung,</p> +<p class="t">And sore the grief His soul that wrung,—</p> +<p class="t0">The hate of man, the guilty name,</p> +<p class="t">The bitter Cross, the sin and shame.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_79">[79]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“If I must drink this cup,” He prayed,</p> +<p class="t">“The burden bear upon me laid,</p> +<p class="t0">My God, I bow Me to Thy will,</p> +<p class="t">And meekly Thy behest fulfil.”</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">My soul, when to the garden led,</p> +<p class="t">And clouds are gathering overhead,</p> +<p class="t0">When none the hour of anguish shares,</p> +<p class="t">To God direct thy earnest prayers.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“Thy will be done, Thy will is best,—</p> +<p class="t">Even then the bitter cup is blest,—</p> +<p class="t0">If ’tis Thy will the cup I’ll drain,</p> +<p class="t">Despite the agony of pain.”</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="pentecost" title="Pentecost"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_81">[81]</div> +<h3>PENTECOST</h3> +<div id="h26" title="Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_83">[83]</div> +<p class="originc"><span title="Ergô, hôs palai tois mathêtais epêngeilô." class="g">Ἔργῳ, ὡς πάλαι τοῖς μαθηταῖς ἐπηγγείλω.</span></p> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came,</p> +<p class="t0">In fiery tongues of living flame;</p> +<p class="t0">And men were moved to spread abroad,</p> +<p class="t0">The Wisdom of th’ Incarnate God.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And nations heard the truth, and gave</p> +<p class="t0">Their souls to Him who came to save;</p> +<p class="t0">And toiling in their sins, arose</p> +<p class="t0">The power of Satan to oppose.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even as Thou saidst; the Spirit’s power</p> +<p class="t0">Came at the Pentecostal hour,</p> +<p class="t0">And drooping souls with zeal were fired,</p> +<p class="t0">And felt the life that power inspired.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_84">[84]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit’s voice</p> +<p class="t0">Spake to dull hearts, and bade rejoice;</p> +<p class="t0">And men that dwelt in sorrow’s night,</p> +<p class="t0">Felt hope awake as morning light.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even as Thou saidst; His power can still</p> +<p class="t0">Our empty lives to fulness fill;</p> +<p class="t0">Can charge with hope, with zeal inspire,</p> +<p class="t0">And kindle life, and light, and fire.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even as Thou saidst!—O Spirit, come,</p> +<p class="t0">Make with Thy people here Thy home;</p> +<p class="t0">In all their need Thy gifts supply,</p> +<p class="t0">And Christ our Lord still glorify.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h27" title="O may the Spirit of all grace"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_85">[85]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O may the Spirit of all grace</p> +<p class="t">Descend and in our hearts abide,</p> +<p class="t">And what of good or ill betide,</p> +<p class="t0">Find in them aye a resting-place.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">There is no peace to mortals given,</p> +<p class="t">Save when the Spirit finds His rest</p> +<p class="t">Within the secret of our breast,</p> +<p class="t0">And there inspires the calm of heaven.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Our earthly calms a storm presage,</p> +<p class="t">They whisper peace, and tempests rise,</p> +<p class="t">And clouds obscure the brightest skies,</p> +<p class="t0">And winds, and waves in tumult rage.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_86">[86]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">No storm disturbs the heavenly peace,</p> +<p class="t">No whispering fills the soul with fears</p> +<p class="t">As when the brooding tempest nears,</p> +<p class="t0">And clouds around our path increase.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">’Tis lasting calm, ’tis heavenly rest;</p> +<p class="t">Come, Spirit of the Living God,</p> +<p class="t">And in our spirits shed abroad</p> +<p class="t0">The peace that makes the troubled blest.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="communion" title="Communion"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_87">[87]</div> +<h3>COMMUNION</h3> +<div id="h28" title="Let Thy Blood in mercy poured"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_89">[89]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Let Thy Blood in mercy poured,</p> +<p class="t">Let thy gracious Body broken,</p> +<p class="t0">Be to me, O gracious Lord</p> +<p class="t">Of Thy boundless love the token;</p> +<p class="t0">Thou didst give Thyself for me,</p> +<p class="t0">Now I give myself to Thee.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Thou didst die that I might live;—</p> +<p class="t">Blessed Lord Thou cam’st to save me;</p> +<p class="t0">All that love of God could give,</p> +<p class="t">Jesus by His sorrows gave me;—</p> +<p class="t0">Thou didst give Thyself for me,</p> +<p class="t0">Now I give myself to Thee.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_90">[90]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">By the thorns that crowned Thy brow,</p> +<p class="t">By the spear wound and the nailing;</p> +<p class="t0">By the pain and death I now</p> +<p class="t">Claim, O Christ, Thy love unfailing;</p> +<p class="t0">Thou didst give Thyself for me,</p> +<p class="t0">Now I give myself to Thee.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Wilt Thou own the gift I bring?</p> +<p class="t">All my penitence I give Thee;</p> +<p class="t0">Thou art my exalted King,</p> +<p class="t">Of Thy matchless love forgive me;—</p> +<p class="t0">Thou didst give Thyself for me,</p> +<p class="t0">Now I give myself to Thee.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h29" title="O Lord of bounty, let this bread"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_91">[91]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Lord of bounty, let this bread</p> +<p class="t">Be Thy pure Body unto me;</p> +<p class="t0">And let the wine in symbol poured,</p> +<p class="t">Tell of the glorious Mystery;—</p> +<p class="t0">O let me here Thy presence feel;</p> +<p class="t0">And all my sins in mercy heal.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I am not worthy to partake</p> +<p class="t">Of Thy pure Body, gracious Lord;</p> +<p class="t0">Nor of the Blood so freely shed</p> +<p class="t">By Thee, O Thou Incarnate Word;</p> +<p class="t0">Yet grant Thy presence unto me,</p> +<p class="t0">And let me now commune with Thee.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="judgment" title="Judgment"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_93">[93]</div> +<h3>JUDGMENT</h3> +<div id="h30" title="When in the clouds the Lord appears"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_95">[95]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When in the clouds the Lord appears,</p> +<p class="t">And angels stand around His throne;</p> +<p class="t0">When judgment fills the soul with fears,</p> +<p class="t">And none can aught of sin disown;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Even in Thy judgment mercy shew;—</p> +<p class="t">But ere that awful day awakes,</p> +<p class="t0">Make me my guilty state to know,</p> +<p class="t">And from my evil courses break;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_96">[96]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">For Thou art pitiful and kind,</p> +<p class="t">And Thou hast died, O Judge of men,</p> +<p class="t0">That, ere the Judgment, I may find</p> +<p class="t">The path that leads to life again;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I have no penitence nor tears,</p> +<p class="t">I have no merit of my own;</p> +<p class="t0">But, ah! my soul is filled with fears,</p> +<p class="t">And gladly would its sin disown;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And bring me nigh the throne of grace,</p> +<p class="t">That, ere the day of Judgment dire,</p> +<p class="t0">I may behold Thy loving face,</p> +<p class="t">And flee Thine all consuming ire;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_97">[97]</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Swift draws the day of Judgment nigh;</p> +<p class="t">Wake, wake, my soul, the Judge is near!</p> +<p class="t0">And call for mercy while thy cry</p> +<p class="t">Can enter His inclining ear;—</p> +<p class="t0">Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare,</p> +<p class="t0">And let my soul Thy mercy share.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h31" title="The Bridegroom comes! My soul, awake"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_98">[98]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The Bridegroom comes! My soul, awake,</p> +<p class="t0">And slumber from thine eyelids shake;</p> +<p class="t0">Hark! in the midnight hour the cry;</p> +<p class="t0">Bestir, my soul, for He is nigh.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Now trim your lamp, and let its light</p> +<p class="t0">Illume the darkness of the night;</p> +<p class="t0">And with the tarrying host attend</p> +<p class="t0">The Bridegroom, as the Bridegroom’s friend.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Hast thou no oil? O foolish soul!</p> +<p class="t0">Why didst thou not the hours control?</p> +<p class="t0">Why in the darkness slumber still,</p> +<p class="t0">Without the oil your lamp to fill?</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_99">[99]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Go, get your oil,—but no, too late!</p> +<p class="t0">The Bridegroom’s come, and closed the gate;—</p> +<p class="t0">“O let me knock, for He is kind,</p> +<p class="t0">And will not leave my soul behind.”</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">“O let me in, my lamp’s aglow;</p> +<p class="t0">How could I, Lord, Thy coming know?</p> +<p class="t0">’Twas night, I slumbered,—let me in:</p> +<p class="t0">Forgive, O Lord, forgive my sin.”</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Too late! The time has gone apace;</p> +<p class="t0">Too late, ’tis gone, the hour of grace;</p> +<p class="t0">O soul of mine, awake, awake,</p> +<p class="t0">And slumber from thine eyelids shake.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h32" title="O Judge of all, when sinful men"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_100">[100]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Judge of all, when sinful men</p> +<p class="t">To Thy dire judgment seat are brought,—</p> +<p class="t0">Tell not the error of my life,</p> +<p class="t7">O tell it not.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When bowed with grief my tears are shed,</p> +<p class="t">Because my life with sin is fraught,</p> +<p class="t0">To angel hosts tell not my sin,</p> +<p class="t7">O tell it not.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O hide the secrets of my soul,</p> +<p class="t">And give the pardon I have sought,</p> +<p class="t0">And to the myriads round Thy throne,</p> +<p class="t7">O tell them not.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_101">[101]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O merciful and just Thou art;</p> +<p class="t">In pity view my woeful lot,</p> +<p class="t0">And shame me not because of sin,—</p> +<p class="t7">O tell it not.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h33" title="I brought my merits to the throne"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_102">[102]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I brought my merits to the throne,</p> +<p class="t">And set them forth in order there;</p> +<p class="t0">I said, “O Lord, Thy servant own,</p> +<p class="t">And let his brow the garland wear;</p> +<p class="t0">The grace and virtue of his life,</p> +<p class="t0">He won as victor in the strife.”</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The song that erstwhile filled the place,</p> +<p class="t">Where high the throne of Christ was set,</p> +<p class="t0">Grew faint, as on each pensive face</p> +<p class="t">Joy mixed with pain, and pity met;—</p> +<p class="t0">Their song had told the debt they owed,</p> +<p class="t0">And how the Christ His grace bestowed.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_103">[103]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, silence fell, so sharp and chill,—</p> +<p class="t">My soul to meanness pined and shrank,</p> +<p class="t0">Forth went my cry in accent shrill,</p> +<p class="t">“My Lord, have I no grace to thank?”</p> +<p class="t0">Its echo dying, lingered, sank,</p> +<p class="t0">“My Lord, have I no grace to thank?”</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I saw His piercéd hands and side,</p> +<p class="t">I saw the thorn-wounds on His brow,—</p> +<p class="t0">“My Lord, forgive my sinful pride,</p> +<p class="t">Accept my sore repentance now;”</p> +<p class="t0">Then rose high heaven’s adoring prayers,</p> +<p class="t0">My grateful song went forth with theirs.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h34" title="The time is drawing nigh"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_104">[104]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The time is drawing nigh,</p> +<p class="t">Even now the day is near,</p> +<p class="t0">When Christ from heaven high</p> +<p class="t">To Judgment shall appear;—</p> +<p class="t0">Keep watch, my soul, in fear,</p> +<p class="t0">The Judge of men is near.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Then kings and princes great,</p> +<p class="t">The rich and poor shall meet;</p> +<p class="t0">And high and low estate,</p> +<p class="t">Shall gather round His feet;—</p> +<p class="t0">Keep watch, my soul, in fear,</p> +<p class="t0">The Judge of men is near.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_105">[105]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">No crafty words shall mar,</p> +<p class="t">Nor sophistry distract;</p> +<p class="t0">No parrying counsel jar</p> +<p class="t">With the eternal fact;—</p> +<p class="t0">Keep watch, my soul, in fear,</p> +<p class="t0">The Judge of men is near.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Christ, in mercy then,</p> +<p class="t">Forbid my soul should go</p> +<p class="t0">With lost and ruined men</p> +<p class="t">Down to the place of woe;—</p> +<p class="t0">Keep watch, my soul, in fear,</p> +<p class="t0">The Judge of men is near.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +<div id="aspirations" title="Aspirations"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_107">[107]</div> +<h3>ASPIRATIONS</h3> +<div id="h35" title="I sought the Lord at early morn"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_109">[109]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I sought the Lord at early morn,</p> +<p class="t">When earth awoke to see the light;</p> +<p class="t0">And to my soul a light was borne</p> +<p class="t">That quelled the darkness of my night;</p> +<p class="t0">He heard my prayer at early morn,</p> +<p class="t0">And light into my heart was borne.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I sought the Lord when noontide shone,</p> +<p class="t">And head and hand earth’s duties shared;</p> +<p class="t0">“I am Thy servant, Lord, alone,”</p> +<p class="t">I said, and told Him how I fared;</p> +<p class="t0">He heard my prayer as I drew near,</p> +<p class="t0">And kept me at my task, sincere.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_110">[110]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I sought the Lord when evening fell,</p> +<p class="t">And night came gliding on apace;</p> +<p class="t0">For I had sins my Lord to tell,</p> +<p class="t">And He is full of pardoning grace;</p> +<p class="t0">He heard my prayer, and bade me rest,</p> +<p class="t0">And in His love my soul was blest.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">At morn, at noon, at night I’ll pray,</p> +<p class="t">And Thou, O Lord, my prayer wilt hear,</p> +<p class="t0">For Thou art near my path alway,</p> +<p class="t">To aid, to comfort, or to cheer;</p> +<p class="t0">No hour too early, none too late,</p> +<p class="t0">To knock imploring at Thy gate.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Jesus Christ, to Thee be praise,</p> +<p class="t">’Tis Thou hast taught my soul to pray,</p> +<p class="t0">For Thou didst speak with God always,</p> +<p class="t">At morn, at noon, at close of day;</p> +<p class="t0">And Thou hast said He hears the prayer,</p> +<p class="t0">The longing soul breathes everywhere.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h36" title="O, touch my heart, and bring to mind"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_111">[111]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, touch my heart, and bring to mind</p> +<p class="t">The sin I should deplore;</p> +<p class="t0">And give me grace, Thou God most kind,</p> +<p class="t">That I may sin no more.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, touch my heart till tears run fast,</p> +<p class="t">In penitence sincere;</p> +<p class="t0">And may the memories of the past</p> +<p class="t">Teach me to walk in fear.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">For I have strayed, and Thou hast sought,</p> +<p class="t">And I have strayed again;</p> +<p class="t0">O, may the wanderer Thou hast brought</p> +<p class="t">Within Thy fold remain.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_112">[112]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, touch my heart, till love arise,</p> +<p class="t">And claim me for Thine own;</p> +<p class="t0">Then shall I learn with glad surprise,</p> +<p class="t">That I am Thine alone.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">For love knows no divided heart,</p> +<p class="t">Nor grudges service given;</p> +<p class="t0">But gives the life in every part,</p> +<p class="t">And serves in earth and heaven.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h37" title="The wealth of high estate"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_113">[113]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The wealth of high estate,</p> +<p class="t">The silver and the gold,</p> +<p class="t0">The glory of the great,</p> +<p class="t">The wisdom of the old,—</p> +<p class="t0">Death seizes all, they pass away,</p> +<p class="t0">For all on earth is vanity.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Why seek the vain that dies?</p> +<p class="t">The life begirt by death?</p> +<p class="t0">The fame, the power that flies</p> +<p class="t">With the expiring breath?</p> +<p class="t0">The good that carries ill besides,</p> +<p class="t0">And for a fleeting hour abides?</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_114">[114]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Are there no gains that last,</p> +<p class="t">To bless the soul for aye,</p> +<p class="t0">When passing things are past,</p> +<p class="t">And things of earth decay?</p> +<p class="t0">Are there no joys that linger long</p> +<p class="t0">In sweetness, like a heavenly song?</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Arise, my soul, arise!</p> +<p class="t">The husks of time disdain,</p> +<p class="t0">And wing thee to the skies,</p> +<p class="t">Where there is lasting gain;</p> +<p class="t0">Where moth nor rust can mock thy toil,</p> +<p class="t0">Nor subtle thief break through to spoil.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Christ, for Thee we long,</p> +<p class="t">’Tis Thee our spirits need;</p> +<p class="t0">They only life prolong</p> +<p class="t">Who on Thy bounties feed;</p> +<p class="t0">And they have wealth, and high estate,</p> +<p class="t0">And endless bliss who on Thee wait.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h38" title="I lift my hands, and with my heart"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_115">[115]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I lift my hands, and with my heart,</p> +<p class="t">My prayer ascends to Thee;</p> +<p class="t0">In mercy take a sinner’s part,</p> +<p class="t">Lord, send Thy help to me.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Lo! in the mire of sin I lie,</p> +<p class="t">My raiment all defiled;</p> +<p class="t0">O come and set me up on high,</p> +<p class="t">And save Thy fallen child.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I cannot cleanse the filthy stains,—</p> +<p class="t">I can but mourn and sigh;</p> +<p class="t0">Do what I may, the guilt remains,</p> +<p class="t">I fail oft’ as I try.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_116">[116]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">In mercy, Lord, Thy mercy send,</p> +<p class="t">For merciful art Thou;</p> +<p class="t0">And prove Thyself the sinner’s Friend,—</p> +<p class="t">O come and help me now.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And let my life be ordered quite,</p> +<p class="t">As Thou wouldst have it be;</p> +<p class="t0">When I am wrong, O set me right,—</p> +<p class="t">Lord, come and succour me.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And hold me up, lest to the mire</p> +<p class="t">Of sin my soul return;</p> +<p class="t0">O let Thy love my spirit fire,</p> +<p class="t">And base affections burn.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And glory to my God I’ll give,</p> +<p class="t">And glory to the Son,</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Spirit while I live,</p> +<p class="t">Great, Blessed, Three in One.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h39" title="Arise, my soul, and gaily sing"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_117">[117]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Arise, my soul, and gaily sing</p> +<p class="t0">The praise of thine Immortal King;</p> +<p class="t0">The heavens His matchless power adore,—</p> +<p class="t0">Awake, and sing for evermore.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The morning dawns at His command,</p> +<p class="t0">And lights the world o’er sea and land;</p> +<p class="t0">And upwards, see the sun arise,</p> +<p class="t0">To shed its glories from the skies.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">But falls the twilight o’er our heads,</p> +<p class="t0">And night its sable curtain spreads;</p> +<p class="t0">For all His kingly words obey,—</p> +<p class="t0">The dark of night, the light of day.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_118">[118]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O heavenly King, in every soul,</p> +<p class="t0">The darkness of our night control;</p> +<p class="t0">And ’mid the blackness of that night,</p> +<p class="t0">Speak Thou the word, “Let there be light.”</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And as the morn from darkness springs,</p> +<p class="t0">To speed to earth on silent wings,</p> +<p class="t0">A dawn more glorious shall awake,</p> +<p class="t0">And bright upon our spirits break.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Sun of Righteousness, arise,</p> +<p class="t0">And fill our souls with glad surprise;</p> +<p class="t0">Nor into dark of night decline,</p> +<p class="t0">But aye at noontide brightly shine.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">All glory to the God of Might,</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Son, the Light of light;</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Spirit, Three in One,</p> +<p class="t0">Eternal while the ages run.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h40" title="The King shall come when morning dawns"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_119">[119]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The King shall come when morning dawns,</p> +<p class="t">And light triumphant breaks;</p> +<p class="t0">When beauty gilds the eastern hills,</p> +<p class="t">And life to joy awakes.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Not as of old, a little child</p> +<p class="t">To bear, and fight, and die,</p> +<p class="t0">But crowned with glory like the sun,</p> +<p class="t">That lights that morning sky.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, brighter than the rising morn,</p> +<p class="t">When He, victorious rose,</p> +<p class="t0">And left the lonesome place of death,</p> +<p class="t">Despite the rage of foes;—</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_120">[120]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, brighter than that glorious morn,</p> +<p class="t">Shall this fair morning be,</p> +<p class="t0">When Christ, our King, in beauty comes,</p> +<p class="t">And we His face shall see.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The King shall come when morning dawns,</p> +<p class="t">And earth’s dark night is past;—</p> +<p class="t0">O, haste the rising of that morn,</p> +<p class="t">That day that aye shall last.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And let the endless bliss begin,</p> +<p class="t">By weary saints foretold,</p> +<p class="t0">When right shall triumph over wrong,</p> +<p class="t">And truth shall be extolled.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The King shall come when morning dawns,</p> +<p class="t">And light and beauty brings;—</p> +<p class="t0">Hail! Christ the Lord; Thy people pray</p> +<p class="t">Come quickly, King of kings.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h41" title="Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_121">[121]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind,</p> +<p class="t0">And I am needy, poor, and blind,</p> +<p class="t0">And let the gifts Thou hast in store,</p> +<p class="t0">Enrich me daily, more and more.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I have no food my soul to feed,</p> +<p class="t0">Be Thou my Bread of Life indeed;</p> +<p class="t0">My parchèd spirit sighs, O give</p> +<p class="t0">The stream of Life that I may live.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">My filthy raiment I disown,</p> +<p class="t0">Clothe with Thy righteousness alone,</p> +<p class="t0">And I shall walk approved by Thee,</p> +<p class="t0">Clad in Thy robe of purity.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_122">[122]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I have no strength; in evil hour</p> +<p class="t0">I fall beneath temptation’s power;</p> +<p class="t0">Be Thou my strength, and I shall stand</p> +<p class="t0">Upheld by Thine outstretched hand.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I cannot see the path to tread,</p> +<p class="t0">And blindly by my sins am led;</p> +<p class="t0">Come to my blindness, give me sight</p> +<p class="t0">That I may shape my course aright.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I cannot live if Thou deny</p> +<p class="t0">The prayer uplifted with my cry;</p> +<p class="t0">I cannot die,—in mercy give</p> +<p class="t0">Thy grace, that I may die or live.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind,</p> +<p class="t0">And I am needy, poor, and blind;</p> +<p class="t0">And let the gifts Thou hast in store,</p> +<p class="t0">Enrich me daily, more and more.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h42" title="Because Thy mercy is so great"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_123">[123]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Because Thy mercy is so great,</p> +<p class="t0">Lord, think upon my needy state,</p> +<p class="t0">And deign to give the help I need,—</p> +<p class="t0">The Bread of Life my soul to feed.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">They cannot live whose souls are fed</p> +<p class="t0">On what this foolish world calls bread;</p> +<p class="t0">For lack of food the spirit sighs,</p> +<p class="t0">And, weak and weary, faints and dies.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O may the hidden manna give</p> +<p class="t0">The strength I need that I may live;</p> +<p class="t0">And may that life be spent for Thee</p> +<p class="t0">Who came and lived on earth for me.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_124">[124]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Jesus Christ, the living Bread,</p> +<p class="t0">Now at the table Thou hast spread,</p> +<p class="t0">Think of me in my utmost need,</p> +<p class="t0">And let me on Thy bounties feed.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h43" title="I cannot lift mine eyes"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_125">[125]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I cannot lift mine eyes,</p> +<p class="t">For, O, my sin is great,—</p> +<p class="t0">High as the hills that rise</p> +<p class="t">Up, up to heaven’s gate,—</p> +<p class="t0">I cannot lift mine eyes,</p> +<p class="t">So great my sin, so great.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">But I would smite my breast,</p> +<p class="t">And bow me at the Cross,</p> +<p class="t0">And well He knows the rest,</p> +<p class="t">My pain, my grief, my loss;—</p> +<p class="t0">Yea, I would smite my breast,</p> +<p class="t">And bow me at His Cross.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_126">[126]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Mayhap when I have told</p> +<p class="t">The burden of my sin,</p> +<p class="t0">He’ll make my spirit bold,</p> +<p class="t">And speak, and soothe, and win;—</p> +<p class="t0">All this when I have told</p> +<p class="t">The burden of my sin.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Then shall I lift mine eyes,</p> +<p class="t">And see the sin removed,</p> +<p class="t0">And in the radiant skies</p> +<p class="t">Behold the Well Beloved;—</p> +<p class="t0">Then shall I lift mine eyes,</p> +<p class="t">And see my sin removed.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h44" title="When at Thy feet, oppressed"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_127">[127]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When at Thy feet, oppressed,</p> +<p class="t">The burdened sinner falls,</p> +<p class="t0">And, woeful and distressed,</p> +<p class="t">Upon Thy mercy calls,—</p> +<p class="t0">O hear the penitential prayer,</p> +<p class="t0">Forgive the burdened sinner there.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Did’st Thou not send the Son,</p> +<p class="t">To shew the Father’s grace,</p> +<p class="t0">To bid a world undone</p> +<p class="t">Arise and seek His face?</p> +<p class="t0">And wilt Thou not in mercy say,</p> +<p class="t0">“Thy many sins I take away”?</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_128">[128]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Yea, Thou wilt not despise</p> +<p class="t">The soul’s uplifted prayer;</p> +<p class="t0">Nor when our hopes arise,</p> +<p class="t">Plunge us in deep despair;</p> +<p class="t0">But wilt forgive the evil done,</p> +<p class="t0">Through Christ the Well Beloved Son.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Jesus Christ, by Thee</p> +<p class="t">The Father’s grace is found,</p> +<p class="t0">And pardon full, and we</p> +<p class="t">With every good abound,—</p> +<p class="t0">We see Thee nailed upon the tree,</p> +<p class="t0">And know all blessing comes from Thee.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h45" title="Because I was brought low"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_129">[129]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Because I was brought low,</p> +<p class="t">And sin had triumphed quite,</p> +<p class="t0">Thou God, all good, didst bow,</p> +<p class="t">And seek me in the night.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And Thou didst lift me up,</p> +<p class="t">For Thou wert lifted high,</p> +<p class="t0">When on the Cross Thou gav’st</p> +<p class="t">Thyself for man to die.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Thou Life, Immortal Life!</p> +<p class="t">O, full of sympathy!</p> +<p class="t0">Clothed with my flesh Thou cam’st</p> +<p class="t">From Thy felicity.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_130">[130]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To burst our mortal bands,</p> +<p class="t">And vanquish in the strife,</p> +<p class="t0">And dead, from death arise,</p> +<p class="t">Crowned with immortal life.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To Father and to Son,</p> +<p class="t">To Thee, blest Spirit, praise,</p> +<p class="t0">Here on the earth, and there</p> +<p class="t">Where live the endless days.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h46" title="O God of life, in whom we live"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_131">[131]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O God of life, in whom we live,</p> +<p class="t0">The bounties of Thy favour give,</p> +<p class="t2">And teach our souls to soar;</p> +<p class="t0">That, at the source of every good,</p> +<p class="t0">Our life may find its needful food,</p> +<p class="t2">And live for evermore.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Lord of mercy, by whose grace</p> +<p class="t0">The sinner seeks the Father’s face,</p> +<p class="t2">And finds a welcome there;</p> +<p class="t0">When fears the trembling soul distress,</p> +<p class="t0">And sins the aching heart oppress,</p> +<p class="t2">O Lord of mercy, spare.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_132">[132]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And say to Him who loves Thee best,</p> +<p class="t0">And sent Thee to a world distressed,</p> +<p class="t2">His blessing to impart,—</p> +<p class="t0">“Hear Thou the sinner’s mournful cries,</p> +<p class="t0">Accept his preferred sacrifice,</p> +<p class="t2">A broken, contrite heart.”</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Blest Spirit, who in holy flame,</p> +<p class="t0">At Pentecost all powerful came,—</p> +<p class="t2">Our sin-stained souls renew;</p> +<p class="t0">And by Thine all-consuming fire,</p> +<p class="t0">Consume our sin and vile desire,</p> +<p class="t2">And make us pure and true.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">To God who dwells in highest heaven,</p> +<p class="t0">Be endless praise and glory given,—</p> +<p class="t2">And praise to Christ the Son.</p> +<p class="t0">And to the Holy Spirit blest,</p> +<p class="t0">For comfort and for gifts the best,—</p> +<p class="t2">Immortal Three in One.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h47" title="By Thine own hand the gift was given"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_133">[133]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">By Thine own hand the gift was given</p> +<p class="t0">Of wealth, and hope of highest heaven;</p> +<p class="t0">But, fool at heart, Thy grace was spurned,</p> +<p class="t0">And from my Father’s house I turned.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, hear my plaint, I cry to Thee;</p> +<p class="t0">Be pitiful, and pardon me,</p> +<p class="t0">For I have sinned; O, give me grace</p> +<p class="t0">To seek in penitence Thy face.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Yea, I repent in anguish low;</p> +<p class="t0">Give me again Thy love to know;</p> +<p class="t0">And if a servant’s place remain,</p> +<p class="t0">Take me in mercy back again.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h48" title="Lord, Thou art good and kind"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_134">[134]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">Lord, Thou art good and kind,</p> +<p class="t">And full of tender grace;</p> +<p class="t0">Now make Thy countenance to shine,</p> +<p class="t">And let me see Thy face.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">For O, my heart is sad,</p> +<p class="t">Because my sin I know;</p> +<p class="t0">And though I strive, I fail,</p> +<p class="t">And still ungodly grow.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And all my aims are lost,</p> +<p class="t">And all my striving vain,—</p> +<p class="t0">Wilt Thou refresh my soul,</p> +<p class="t">And visit me again?</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_135">[135]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">’Tis morning when the sun</p> +<p class="t">Upon the mountain glows;</p> +<p class="t0">’Tis evening when the shade</p> +<p class="t">Upon the valleys grows;</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And when Thy face I see,</p> +<p class="t">’Tis morning in my soul;</p> +<p class="t0">But when Thou turn’st away,</p> +<p class="t">The evening shadows roll.</p> +</div> +<h5>VI</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">And night comes on apace,</p> +<p class="t">And all forlorn I sigh;—</p> +<p class="t0">O, bid the morning dawn,</p> +<p class="t">Look on me lest I die.</p> +</div> +<h5>VII</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O, Thou art good and kind,</p> +<p class="t">And full of tender grace;</p> +<p class="t0">Now make Thy countenance to shine,</p> +<p class="t">And let me see Thy face.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h49" title="O Lord of Life, when mortals call"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_136">[136]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Lord of Life, when mortals call,</p> +<p class="t0">And freedom seek from earthly thrall,</p> +<p class="t0">Hear Thou in heaven and save us all,</p> +<p class="t7">In mercy, Lord.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Full of Mercy, when we groan,</p> +<p class="t0">Because of sin our spirits own,</p> +<p class="t0">Hear, who for sinners didst atone,</p> +<p class="t7">In mercy, Lord.</p> +</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Full of Pity, when we bear</p> +<p class="t0">To Thy blest feet our cankering care,</p> +<p class="t0">Take of our weary load a share,</p> +<p class="t7">In mercy, Lord.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_137">[137]</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O Full of Grace! when sufferers tell</p> +<p class="t0">The grief Thou knowest, Lord, so well,</p> +<p class="t0">Come, with the broken-hearted dwell,</p> +<p class="t7">In mercy, Lord.</p> +</div> +<h5>V</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">When, lured by hope, our spirits rise</p> +<p class="t0">To where Thou beckonest from the skies;</p> +<p class="t0">Then, be eternal life the prize,</p> +<p class="t7">In mercy, Lord.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h50" title="I wandered sore distressed"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_138">[138]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I wandered sore distressed,</p> +<p class="t">All weary and forlorn;</p> +<p class="t0">I had no place to rest,</p> +<p class="t">Of all my pleasures shorn,—</p> +<p class="t0">My thirsting spirit sighed,</p> +<p class="t0">And in the desert cried.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The Shepherd heard my cry,</p> +<p class="t">Who came His flock to find,</p> +<p class="t0">And drew in mercy nigh,</p> +<p class="t">For He is wondrous kind;</p> +<p class="t0">His winning voice awoke</p> +<p class="t0">My spirit as He spoke.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_139">[139]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">He bade my wandering cease,</p> +<p class="t">And gave my heart a home,</p> +<p class="t0">That, from the bliss of peace,</p> +<p class="t">I might no longer roam;—</p> +<p class="t0">He gave me hope for fears,</p> +<p class="t0">And lasting joy for tears.</p> +</div> +</div> +<div id="h51" title="God sent me to the desert wild"> +<div class="pb" id="pg_140">[140]</div> +<h5>I</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">God sent me to the desert wild,</p> +<p class="t">Where all is parched with endless drought,</p> +<p class="t0">For I had grown a wayward child,</p> +<p class="t">And now my sin had found me out;—</p> +<p class="t0">He sent me to the desert drear,</p> +<p class="t0">And, ah! my soul was charged with fear.</p> +</div> +<h5>II</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">I wandered where the brooks were dry,</p> +<p class="t">While memory wove a dismal song,</p> +<p class="t0">And to my God I raised my cry,</p> +<p class="t">And sang my dirge the whole day long;—</p> +<p class="t0">For I was in the desert drear,</p> +<p class="t0">And, ah! my soul was charged with fear.</p> +</div> +<div class="pb" id="pg_141">[141]</div> +<h5>III</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">The God of grace His comfort sent,</p> +<p class="t">And soon the desert blossomed fair,</p> +<p class="t0">While round my path, where’er I went,</p> +<p class="t">Sweet flowers poured forth their odours rare;—</p> +<p class="t0">He sent me to a desert drear,</p> +<p class="t0">Now flowers and luscious fruits appear.</p> +</div> +<h5>IV</h5> +<div class="verse"> +<p class="t0">O God, when by the path of sin,</p> +<p class="t">We reach the land where famine reigns;</p> +<p class="t0">And dread possesses all within,</p> +<p class="t">And all around are woes and pains;—</p> +<p class="t0">Then make the world a desert rare,</p> +<p class="t0">Of joys upspringing everywhere.</p> +</div> +</div> +</div> +</div> + + + + + + + +<pre> + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Hymns from the East, by John Brownlie + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK 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JOHN BROWNLIE + + _Author of_ + "_Hymns and Hymn Writers of the Church Hymnary_," + "_Hymns of the Greek Church_," "_Hymns from the Greek Office Books_," + "_Hymns of the Holy Eastern Church_," + _&c., &c._ + + PAISLEY: ALEXANDER GARDNER + + Publisher by Appointment to the late Queen Victoria + + MCMVII + + + LONDON: + SIMPKIN, MARSHALL, HAMILTON, KENT & CO., LMD. + + PRINTED BY ALEXANDER GARDNER, PAISLEY + + + {TOIS AGIOIS EN DEXIA, THEOU KAI PISTOIS EN CHRISTO, ANATITHEMI} + + + + + INDEX OF FIRST LINES + + + PAGE + INTRODUCTION, 9 + MORNING-- + Now, God of Light, the morn appears, 25 + Up, up my soul! with gladness rise, 27 + The saffron tints appear, 29 + Now glows the morn in beauty rare, 31 + EVENING-- + When night her sable curtain spreads, 35 + A crown of gold surpassing rare, 37 + CHRISTMAS-- + The Lord of Life to earth came down, 41 + Jerusalem rejoice! 44 + The best that heaven could bring, 46 + Out from the rising of the sun, 47 + EASTER-- + O woeful hour, when from the night, 51 + Crown the Lord of glory, 53 + O Christ, when on the shameful tree, 55 + O God of Love, Whose mercy came, 57 + When hades held the Lord of Life, 59 + When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree, 61 + To Thy Cross and Resurrection, 63 + Light is dawning 'mong the hills, 65 + Hail! rising morn, for He hath risen, 67 + We worship, Lord, before Thee now, 69 + Heavy laden with thy grief, 70 + To Thee, O Christ, our God, 72 + Glory shone within the gloom, 74 + When Adam heard the voice of sin, 76 + Within the garden's sombre shade, 78 + PENTECOST-- + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came, 83 + O may the Spirit of all grace, 85 + COMMUNION-- + Let Thy blood in mercy poured, 89 + O Lord of bounty, let this bread, 91 + JUDGMENT-- + When in the clouds the Lord appears, 95 + The Bridegroom comes, my soul awake! 98 + O Judge of all, when sinful men, 100 + I brought my merits to the throne, 102 + The time is drawing nigh, 104 + ASPIRATIONS-- + I sought the Lord at early morn, 109 + O touch my heart and bring to mind, 111 + The wealth of high estate, 113 + I lift my hands, and with my heart, 115 + Arise, my soul, and gaily sing, 117 + The King shall come when morning dawns, 119 + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, 121 + Because Thy mercy is so great, 123 + I cannot lift mine eyes, 125 + When at Thy feet oppressed, 127 + Because I was brought low, 129 + O God of Life, in Whom we live, 131 + By Thine own hand the gift was given, 133 + Lord, Thou art good and kind, 134 + O Lord of Life, when mortals call, 136 + I wandered sore distressed, 138 + God sent me to the desert wild, 140 + + + + + INTRODUCTION + + +This fourth series of Hymns from the Office Books of The Holy Eastern +Church, differs from the preceding three in this, that the hymns are less +translations or renderings, and more centos and suggestions. + +One cannot continue long to interest himself in any work, and receive +from time to time the observations and criticisms of his fellows, +without, if he have his eyes and mind open to receive impressions, +feeling himself impelled to alter his methods in some particular or +other. + +In previous volumes the author has been careful to give, for the most +part, carefully executed--that is to say, truthfully rendered +translations from the originals. Work of that kind is useful, and +absolutely necessary for certain purposes; but, unless for the +hymnologist, or for the liturgiologist, it is far from being attractive. +To be true, renderings can hardly be graceful, and they must lack much of +the literary charm which attaches itself to productions which are more +untrammelled. Hence, unless, as has been said, to the few who are +specialists, translations are not much in favour. They have earned a +reputation, and that reputation adheres to them: they are cold and +uninspiring. Such is their reputation, not always just, but who can say +that it has not, on the whole, been earned? + +Perhaps it would be wrong to say that there is any prejudice against +translations from the Greek or any other language whatever, as such. The +reluctance to welcome translations is really reluctance to welcome poems +which do not find their way to the heart. For this reason there is +perhaps not more than a score of translations which have won their way +from permanent hymnals to a permanent place in the affections of our +devout fellow-countrymen. In this connection it is to be noted that we +speak of _translations_, and not of _suggestions_ such as, "Art thou +weary," or "O, happy band of pilgrims," and many others, which have +advanced into great favour, and are termed translations, but are not. + +True hymns are sacred lyrics, and a lyric to be lyrical and heart +appealing, must be _inevitable_. It must be the spontaneous expression of +the heart of the author--an expression which _had_ to come. It is the +latent secret of the power of true hymns, for what _must_ be uttered will +assuredly, sooner or later, find its way to some heart. Such jets of +living poetry must be awaited: they cannot be forced. But a translator +must deliberately sit down at his desk and work--manufacture, if you +will--and endeavour to turn on the lathe of graceful culture, elegancies +which readers may admire, but will never feel. + +Perhaps translators from the Greek have a singular temptation to eschew. +Hymns from the Offices have to be created in Greek, as has been pointed +out in a former Introduction, before they can be the source of living +poetic inspiration. No doubt the necessity of forming a cento is also the +privilege, but it may easily entice a translator to be satisfied with a +lifeless stringing of inept fragments. All this and much more has been +brought home to the writer times without number. + +If one would have his work to be permanently useful; if he would aim at +any particular employment of his hymns, he must observe the conditions +which such an aim implies. A translator who aims at the use of his work +in public worship, must aim at pellucid simplicity both of phraseology +and of structure; and if they are to be widely, permanently, or +deservedly popular, they must be gifted with becoming grace. This cannot +be done in translations pure and simple. The present collection gives the +result of an experiment. The Greek has been used as a basis, a theme, a +motive; oriental colour, and it is to be hoped some of the oriental +warmth has been preserved. Now and again an oriental figure is retained, +and to those who have any knowledge of the worship of the Eastern Church, +it must be obvious that the peculiar themes of her praise are in abundant +evidence. + +What, then, is the net result? To an unpractised eye, if no indication of +the source of these hymns had been given, could anything about them have +suggested their source? To the unpractised eye, nothing. But no one who +knows the Greek Offices will travel far before he overtakes well-known +landmarks. This is just as it should be. It is sufficient that a fertile +source of suggestion has been found--of theme, thought, form, colour--and +that from this ancient source it is possible to procure much that is +beautiful for the adornment of the worship of God's house to-day. And +this gratifying fact is made plain, that the themes of Greek Church +praise are the grand themes of the praise of the Church in our land and +in all Christian lands;--The Christ in all the Might and Glory of His +Person and Work: the need of our humanity, and the way in which Christ +met it: His miraculous birth, which is not shorn of any of its mystery, +and the embellishments of the event, which are never toned down, but, in +true oriental fashion, made, if possible, more dazzling: His Passion and +His Death, and the fulness of their atoning efficacy. But, as is to be +expected, the grand theme of the Greek singers, as became those who, more +than we have done, caught the first inspiration of their praise from the +apostles, is the glorious Resurrection of our Lord from the dead. Here, +the praise of the Greek Church touches its highest note, and pours forth +its most enchanting melody. "Christ is risen," and the glad response, "He +is risen indeed"--these words constitute the keynote of all that is best +and most beautiful in Greek worship. The Knowledge and the Wisdom of God +are everywhere extolled, and the attribute of Light is continually and +cordially applied to the Deity. + +One cannot acquaint himself with the Church of the Apostles, with its +glowing service, and with the noble stand it has made, and still +maintains, for the truth of God and for the Kingdom of Christ in the +world, and not feel pained with the fact, so little to the credit of the +Church of the West, that, of our sympathy it has little or none. This is +largely due to our ignorance. But is ignorance in many cases not +culpable? Is it not so in our case? A little more acquaintance with the +Eastern Church would vastly alter our attitude towards it, and speedily +remove most of our prejudices. + +More than once have we listened to depreciations of the Greek Church, and +the epithet "stagnant" has always been incorporated as a first-rate +misdemeanour of the Orthodox Church of the East. The assumption in the +epithet is that the Greek Church is not missionary and aggressive, and +the implication is that it has been so from earliest times. Until men +acquaint themselves with the history of this Church, and open their eyes +to facts which are readily accessible, it is useless to attempt to lift +them out of their prejudices. + +How much did the Church of the East suffer by the great Roman schism of +1054! After, in the words of Dr. A. van Millingen, in his _Byzantine +Constantinople_, having in "the empire of which New Rome was the capital, +defended the higher life of mankind against the attacks of formidable +antagonists, and rendered eminent service to the cause of human welfare;" +after having elaborated the Christian doctrines and formed the creed of +Christendom for the world, she was shorn of much of her strength by the +departure of the West. The spring, and energy, and enterprise were +largely taken from her. No fault of hers that she was left with the +meditative souls who could ponder the mysteries of God, but could not +trade in the merchandise of the Kingdom. So she was left in possession of +her splendid attainment, without the aptitude to fit herself to +aggressive enterprise, while Rome, with all the qualifications which have +fitted her for an aggressive task, has made for herself a place and a +name which have eclipsed the glory of the old home. And so we forget the +Church of the Apostles, to which we owe so much. + +But worse. How much did the Church of the East suffer, and how much does +she still suffer, by the overthrow of the empire by the Turks in 1453--by +the overthrow of the empire, and the domination of a powerful, +unscrupulous, and fanatical race, down through the 600 years succeeding! +How would the Church in these islands have stood such fiery trials? Would +we have continued an enterprising missionary Church through it all? It +might be good for us to try to understand that, when a despotic Sultan +stands over you, allowing you to breathe on condition of no +proselytising, the conditions are not favourable to well advertised +missionary effort. All that can be done in such circumstances, and under +such conditions, is to hold fast to the faith, and let the light shine, +which the Greek Church actually does. + +Since the tenth century, Russia stands to the credit of Greek +missionaries. Not that Russia can be considered much credit in the +meantime by the West; but the ground for hope in Russia is the Christian +element that has entered into her national life. And our Protestantism +has not yet succeeded on the same national scale in missionary effort, a +fact which ought to incline us to think less of the stagnation of the +Greek Church. But why refer specially to Russia as a product of Greek +missionary effort? Would Rome, or the Church of the Reformation in the +West, be what they are to-day, but for the zeal and devotion of that +Church in bye-gone days? + +It is an easy matter for us in these days, with our national liberty and +recognition of the Christian faith; with the noble souls around us who +are the products of centuries of grace; with wealth, and all that +Christian work calls for to its aid, to look disparagingly upon the +Church of the East, the mother of us all, as she lies in sore straits +despoiled of her splendour, and trampled under the heel of the Turk. Well +we know the theory of cross-bearing, but, in comparison with the Church +of the East from the very earliest down to the present day, we know but +little of its practice. Our laurels are not too firmly knit upon our +brows: let us take heed, and let us exercise the grace of charity and a +spirit of sympathy. + +But our prejudices, which are, as usual, due to imperfect knowledge, +culpable or otherwise, charge this Church, which claims to be Orthodox, +with being heretical in doctrine and worship. To put the common view, +this Church, which is the repository of Apostolic doctrine, and from +which we, in common with others, have derived, has, along with the truth, +a large admixture of error, which renders her dangerous and to be +avoided. + +We, who plume ourselves on the orthodoxy of our doctrines and purity of +worship, have a remarkable facility for detecting and magnifying the +errors of others: of creating them where they do not exist, and of +exaggerating them where they do. This facility has this advantage, that +it keeps our eyes away from ourselves and from the errors which are +nearer home. Like the beams of the winter sun which have little warmth in +them, the line of our vision is somewhat oblique. + +This is a subject much too large to occupy our attention to any extent +here. It may be enough to remark in regard to the major charges, that +nowhere does the Eastern Church address worship, either to the Mother of +our Lord, or to the saints and angels. They are venerated and invoked, +but worshipped, never. Worship, as we understand it, is addressed to the +Triune God, and to Him alone. This is a rather dangerous subject to +touch, and this is not the place to safely approach it; but it may +suffice to say that we might be a great deal the better, and none the +worse, and it might be comforting and strengthening in times of +affliction and trial, to realise more than we do, that our Lord wore our +flesh when He sojourned with us on the earth, and that He derived His +humanity from Mary. We might thus even be induced to use Her name with +greater veneration and affection than have yet characterised our +references to Her, when these have had to be made, and so aid the +fulfilment of Her own prophecy, "Behold, from henceforth, all generations +shall call me blessed." And might it not be good for us to remember that +there _are_ saints and angels, and that we are "compassed about with so +great a cloud of witnesses?" Who doubts the fact? Do not they who tacitly +ignore the existence of the Blessed Dead? + +If any of the hymns contained in this volume should touch the heart of +anyone who reads them, or, better still, at any future time, sings them, +may he, as he remembers the source from which they have come, think +reverently and sympathetically of the struggling Church of the East. + + + + + HYMNS FROM THE EAST + + + + + MORNING + + + + + I + + Now, God of Light, the morn appears, + And life revives, and beauty glows; + The night has gone with all its fears, + And lo! the light in brightness grows. + + II + + Thine be the glory, God of Light, + For all the joy from morn that springs; + O may a morn dispel each night, + And bless our lives with beauteous things. + + III + + Give us this day the light that dwells + In every heart Thy presence fills; + That night with all its fears dispels, + And life, and hope, and joy instils. + + IV + + Then shall our nights no darkness bring, + But morn, bright morn, for ever shine; + And when night spreads her dusky wings, + More bright shall be the light divine. + + V + + All praise to Thee, the God of Light; + All praise to Christ, the glorious Son; + And to the Spirit, Lord of might, + Now, and while endless ages run. + + + + + I + + Up, up, my soul! with gladness rise, + And greet the ever-brightening skies. + The morn hath come, sweet morn, awake! + And from thy pinions slumber shake. + + II + + Pure as the morn God's presence shines; + Love like its beams, thy life entwines; + Richer the gifts thy God bestows + Than morning beauty can disclose. + + III + + Sweet as the breath that fans the bowers, + And stirs the leaves and opening flowers, + Comes with the morn, the breath divine + To stir thee, slumbering soul of mine. + + IV + + O Thou, the Morn, the Light, the Sun, + With Thee be every day begun; + Brightness shall clothe my life always, + And fill my soul with grateful praise. + + V + + Glory to Thee, O Christ! my Lord, + Light of my soul, Incarnate Word! + Come with the morn, abide alway, + And cheer my course to endless day. + + + + + I + + The saffron tints appear, + The morning comes--'tis here. + Wipe slumber from thine eyes, + Behold the sun arise! + + II + + Clad in his garb of gold, + Bright as he shone of old; + Beams o'er the heavens extend, + Shafts from his orb descend. + + III + + Sun, that in morning light + Rises, nor sinks in night, + Shine in my soul alway, + Make there an endless day. + + IV + + Life for my deadness give; + Shine, that my soul may live; + Joy to my sorrow bring; + Light on Thy glowing wing. + + V + + If 'neath the cloud I lie, + Darkness obscure my sky; + Yet, may my faith behold + Glints of the hidden gold. + + VI + + Father, to Thee, always, + And Holy Ghost, be praise; + Glory, while ages run, + To Thee, O Christ! our Sun. + + + + + I + + Now glows the morn in beauty rare, + O haste my soul to fervent prayer, + And let the wings of morning raise + To God the tribute of thy praise. + + II + + The night is gone; now disappear + The clouds that hung in threatening near; + Day comes apace, and terrors flee, + For light illumes the earth and sea. + + III + + O soul dismayed! when darkness fills + The dismal days with darkling ills, + Rest in the calm the promise gives, + That Christ, thy Light and Glory, lives. + + IV + + Morn shall appear and scatter night; + Light shall appear in noonday might. + Strong in the joy the daylight brings, + Soul, thou shalt rise on glowing wings. + + V + + Morn of my soul, O Christ, Thou art; + Light of my life; my drooping heart + Sings, when Thy countenance benign + Shines as the joys of noonday shine. + + + + + EVENING + + + + + I + + When night her sable curtain spreads, + And darkness falls on sea and land, + In silent beauty, o'er our heads, + The stars shine grand. + + II + + The orb of day his race hath run, + But see what glory comes to view, + As, full of radiance, one by one, + The stars shine true. + + III + + Now bright their silver light appears, + And reverent eyes behold the sight; + Hope lights the darkness of our fears-- + The stars shine bright. + + IV + + When on our life the curtain falls, + And fast descends a threatening night, + Then, lest dismay the soul appals, + The stars shine bright. + + V + + O great the wisdom, great the power,-- + God draws the curtains of the night, + And, in the dark and lonesome hour, + The stars shine bright. + + VI + + The glory and the truth of God, + His lovingkindness and His care,-- + Such is the light He sheds abroad, + His stars shine rare. + + + + + I + + A crown of gold surpassing rare, + The western hills, in beauty, wear; + And earth and sea reflect the light, + That fades before th' approach of night. + + II + + O Glorious Sun! whose peerless ray + Illumes the realm of endless day, + Shine on a world where darkness dwells, + And all the joy of day dispels. + + III + + Soft o'er the land the twilight creeps; + Night falls apace, and nature sleeps; + O let not night my life control, + And plunge in sleep my drowsy soul. + + IV + + Sleep to the weary pilgrim give, + But let the soul through slumber live; + Wake when the first faint gleam of morn + Tells that another day is born. + + V + + Light of my life! bid night depart, + Sing to my soul, and cheer my heart; + That morn, and noon, and night may be + One beauteous day of joy to me. + + VI + + And when the brightest morn shall break, + And bid the eternal day awake, + O Glorious Sun! in radiance shine, + To guard from night the realm divine. + + + + + CHRISTMAS + + + + + CAROL[1] + + {kai Poimenes eidon to thauma,} + {Angelon anymnounton, kai legonton;} + {Doxa} + + + I + + The Lord of Life to earth came down,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high; + O 'twas a day of high renown, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + + _Refrain._ + + The shepherds saw a wondrous sight, + In Bethlehem's fields at even, + When, lo! a star, in radiance bright, + Shed o'er the plains its glorious light, + And angel bands, harmonious quite, + His praises sang from heaven. + + II + + Say, came He forth by myriads led?-- + Come, gaily sound his praises high; + A crown of gold upon his head? + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + III + + Of earthly pomp the Lord had none,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high; + His kingly crown had not been won, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + IV + + A little child the Lord became,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + To bear our guilt, and share our shame, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + V + + O Jesu, Who in manger lay,-- + Come, gaily sound his praises high, + Make me a little child to-day, + While angels praise Thee in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + VI + + And may I come, with spirit meet,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + To lay my tribute at Thy feet, + While angels praise Thee in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + VII + + To Father, Spirit, One with Christ,-- + Come, gaily sound His praises high, + Be endless praise, Whose love sufficed, + While angels praise Him in the sky. + _Refrain._ + + +---------- + +[1]This carol has been set to excellent and appropriate music by Mr. + Arthur Henry Brown, Brentwood, Essex, and is published by Novello & + Co., London. It is noteworthy that Mr. Brown is honourably associated + with Eastern Hymnody by his tune, _St. Anatolius_, which was composed + for Dr. Neale's rendering of the Greek evening hymn, {ten hemeran + dielthon}, "The day is past and over"; and also by _Orthodoxus_ and + _Apostolicus_, which were composed for The Ektene and The Litany Of + The Deacon respectively; and by _St. Stythians_, composed for {basileu + ouranie paraklete}, "O King, enthroned on high"--renderings by the + present author, all of which find a place in the new edition of Church + Hymns. + + + + + CAROL[2] + + {euphrantheti hierousalem} + + + I + + Jerusalem, rejoice! + Keep festival and sing; + All ye who dwell in Zion's courts, + Bring forth an offering. + Rejoice, rejoice, + Jerusalem, rejoice; + And sing with glee, right merrily, + Let every heart and voice. + + II + + To-day the chain is loosed + That long hath bound our race, + The condemnation is removed + Through God's abounding grace. + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + III + + The gates of heaven are wide, + And Satan's work undone; + For She[3] who fell beneath his power, + Now gives the world God's Son. + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + IV + + O depth of riches great! + O height of wisdom strong! + O knowledge of the Living God, + To right such grievous wrong! + Rejoice, rejoice, etc. + + V + + Now, let creation sing + And leap, nor brook control, + For Christ hath come to call it back, + And save each ruined soul. + Rejoice, rejoice, + Jerusalem rejoice; + And sing with glee, right merrily, + Let every heart and voice. + + +---------- + +[2]Music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown. + +[3]Woman. + + + + + I + + The best that heaven could bring-- + First fruits, an offering free-- + Was brought from far, when, by the star, + The wise men came to Thee. + + II + + No sceptre, and no throne! + The magi were amazed, + As, with surprise, on humble guise + And poverty, they gazed. + + III + + But there Thy God-head shone, + Despite the manger bed; + O Christ, the Lord, Incarnate Word! + 'Twas there Thou laid'st Thy head. + + + + + I + + Out from the rising of the sun, + O'er tracts of desert wild, + The Magi came on journey lone, + To seek the heaven-born child; + The star o'erhead their footsteps led, + And hope their way beguiled. + + II + + They bore Him costly gifts of gold, + And myrrh and spices sweet: + "For He is King," they had been told, + Whom they would meekly greet; + And they would go, in reverence low, + And worship at His feet. + + III + + O humble Child, in manger laid! + The wise beheld Thee there, + And reverently their homage paid, + And gave their offerings rare. + Their quest was found, and to the ground + They bowed the head in prayer. + + IV + + O Jesu, who in manger lay, + The Son of God most high, + Let me my humble homage pay, + And bring my offerings nigh, + And humbly greet Thee at Thy feet, + And low in worship lie. + + + + + EASTER + + + + + I + + O woeful hour! when from the night + Emerged in wrath Satanic might, + To crush the Christ, whom God in heaven, + To raise our fallen race, had given. + + II + + O woeful hour! when, with the scorn + Of sinful men, His soul was torn; + When sin exulting bowed the knee, + And stung the Christ with mockery. + + III + + O woeful hour! when to the tree + The Christ was nailed in agony; + When anguish for our sin He bore, + And thorns His throbbing temples tore. + + IV + + O woeful hour! O darkest day! + The God-Man, still, entombed lay, + For death his cruel shaft had driven + To quell the hope our God had given. + + V + + O saddened soul! the night is past, + The morn, bright morn, has come at last; + The rage of sin its worst hath done, + Yet lives in power th' eternal Son. + + VI + + The dark hath vanished in the light; + O futile now, Satanic might; + Sin wounded lies, and death is slain + By Him who lives in power again. + + VII + + Hail, glorious morn! the Christ hath risen; + Hail Victor from the darkest prison! + Up, up, my soul! thy praises pour + To Christ, Thy God, for evermore. + + + + + I + + Crown the Lord of glory, + Angels, crown your King; + Saints whose souls He ransomed, + Bring your offering; + Let no voice be silent, + Laud and honour bring. + + II + + Crown the Lord of glory,-- + Once He dwelt below, + Bore the cross of sorrow, + Drank the cup of woe; + Now He reigns triumphant, + Let your praises flow. + + III + + Crown the Lord of glory,-- + On the earth He wore + Purple robe that mocked Him, + Thorns His brow that tore; + Now His griefs are ended, + Praise Him evermore. + + IV + + Crown the Lord of glory, + For His work is done; + Crown the King of glory, + God's eternal Son; + In my life enthroned, + Be Thy reign begun! + + + + + I + + O Christ, when on the shameful tree, + Thou bor'st such cruel pain for me, + Thine every member felt the smart, + And sent its sorrows to Thy heart. + + II + + A crown of thorns Thy temples tore, + Thy face, O Christ, vile spittings bore, + And cruel hands, O action base! + Smote Thee, defiant, in the face. + + III + + When in Thy thirst, men heard Thee call, + Thy lips were drenched with bitter gall; + And to Thine ears the words were borne + Of blasphemy and ribald scorn. + + IV + + Thy hands and feet with nails were riven, + The spear into Thy side was driven;-- + O Christ, when dying on the tree, + How great the pain Thou bor'st for me! + + V + + Now, by Thy Cross, Almighty King, + Salvation to the sinner bring, + And let Thy sacrifice for me + Teach me to sacrifice for Thee. + + + + + I + + O God of love, whose mercy came + To this dark world of sin and shame, + And on a Cross of suffering sore, + That sin and shame in meekness bore. + + II + + Supreme the love the Christ displayed, + When He, True God, True Man was made; + When He was scorned, His patience then + Shone forth divine, with sinful men. + + III + + Did e'er such mercy lead the great + To stoop from high to low estate? + Did e'er such love incline the heart + To take the erring sinner's part? + + IV + + 'Twas God who loved, 'twas God who gave + His Son our erring souls to save; + 'Tis Christ that wins us by the love + From earth below to heaven above. + + V + + Win me, O Lord, whose mercy came + To this dark world of sin and shame, + To that bright world whose beauties shine + Forever in Thy love divine. + + VI + + To Thee, O Father, glory be, + And glory, Christ, God-Man, to Thee, + And to the Spirit, Three in One, + Now, and while countless ages run. + + + + + I + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + The boast of sin was vaunting high; + 'Twas much to wound a sinless soul, + But more to see the God-Man die. + + II + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + The gates were barred to hold Him fast. + No prison bars so closely drawn + Were e'er by soul of mortal passed. + + III + + When Hades held the Lord of Life, + Rejoicing, death beheld Him there;-- + "Now close the ancient barriers draw, + And drive the prisoner to despair." + + IV + + O, blank surprise when Hades shook! + O, ringing joy through all the gloom! + Asunder fell the gates of night, + And rose the Conqueror from the tomb. + + V + + Immortal Saviour! death is dead, + No more it holds the souls of men; + For Thou hast crushed the power of sin, + And brought us back to life again. + + + + + I + + When Thou, O Christ, upon the tree, + Wert bearing pain for sinful men, + The sun, lamenting, hid his face, + And clothed himself with darkness then; + + II + + And o'er the world, when noontide came, + The light grew faint and faded soon; + And men in wonder saw the dark + Bring in the night at hour of noon. + + III + + But, low in Hades' depths there shone + Such light as never shone before; + And prisoners saw the Light of lights, + And joyed to feel their bondage o'er. + + IV + + O blessed art Thou, Christ, our Lord, + For all the pain so meekly borne; + The dark that hid Thee in Thy woe, + Has ushered in a glorious morn. + + + + + I + + To Thy Cross and Resurrection, + Laud and praise we humbly give; + In Thy death and life immortal, + We will die, and ever live. + + II + + Christ Incarnate! by Thy Manhood, + Thou to God hast brought me nigh; + Christ the humble! by Thy meekness, + Thou hast raised my horn on high. + + III + + Source of life! O Christ, the anguish + Borne upon the cruel tree + Lifts me to the bliss abiding, + Where from suffering, souls are free. + + IV + + Endless praises, bright and thankful, + Christ, to Thee be ever given, + By the souls in sorrow singing, + By the souls redeemed in heaven. + + + + + I + + Light is dawning 'mong the hills, + Light of light Thy beams display, + All the darkness chase away, + Light that dawned upon our ills. + + II + + Dark the day the Cross was raised + By the hands of cruel men; + Great Thy load of sorrow then; + Angel hosts were sore amazed. + + III + + Dark the world while in the tomb, + Lone in death the Saviour lay, + Till the stone was rolled away, + And His Rising quelled the gloom. + + IV + + Fadeless now, O Light of light, + Glory of the Father, Thou, + Shine upon Thy people now, + Rise upon their darkest night. + + + + + I + + Hail rising morn! for He hath risen; + Hail light that gilds the Eastern skies; + For, from the bonds of darkest prison, + Thy first beams saw the Christ arise. + + II + + O merciful and gracious One! + The gates of Hades Thou hast rent, + And by Thy Rising, Christ the Son, + No more we lie in bondage pent. + + III + + To-day the lips of Adam sing; + Eve hails the Christ of mankind born; + And patriarchs and prophets bring + Their hymns to greet the wondrous morn. + + IV + + And Thine the glory, Thine the power, + By glowing hearts in praise expressed; + For Thine the might, this glorious hour, + By which the sons of men are blessed. + + + + + I + + We worship, Lord, before Thee now, + For great, and good, and pure art Thou. + O Christ, the God, our stumblings heal, + And lead us all Thy love to feel. + + II + + For of Thy will it pleased Thee well + Here, in our flesh, with us to dwell, + To bear the Cross, that we might be + From Satan's servitude set free. + + III + + Wherefore we cry aloud and praise, + With thankful voice, Thy name always; + For, O! our Saviour, Thou didst bring + The joy that makes our souls to sing. + + + + + I + + Heavy laden with thy grief, + Do thy tears like raindrops flow? + Christ hath all thy sorrows borne + Long ago. + + II + + See Him in the garden, prone, + While He poured His soul to God; + Then He bore affliction keen, + And the rod. + + III + + Weary, laden with thy sin, + Dost thou bow beneath the load? + Cast the burden of thy woe, + On thy God. + + IV + + See Him faint beneath the load, + As He bears the ghastly tree; + Hear His weary spirit sigh, + All for thee. + + V + + Sad and doubting, lo! the sun + Shines upon a glorious day: + He is risen! come, see the place + Where He lay. + + VI + + Glory to our suffering Lord, + Praise to our exalted King,-- + Source of life and endless bliss,-- + Let us bring. + + + + + I + + To Thee, O Christ, our God, + Great Shepherd, who didst bear + The wandering sheep that strayed + Back to Thy shepherd care; + + II + + Who, pitying, gav'st Thy life, + That we might stray no more,-- + To Thee our hearts we raise, + And Thee our songs adore. + + III + + Blest Spirit, source of life, + From Hades' fearful gloom + Thou brought'st the Shepherd, Christ, + Who lay in mortal tomb, + + IV + + That He might still provide, + And tend, and guard, and keep, + Where'er His flock, abides + One Shepherd, of His sheep. + + + + + I + + Glory shone within the gloom, + Vacant eyes in wonder gazed; + Shook the portals of the tomb, + And the prisoners stood amazed. + + II + + "Who is this in garb of light, + Come to chase our night away? + Who is this in glorious might, + Brings to us eternal day?" + + III + + "Back! the triumph has been won;" + Prone the powers of darkness lie, + At the feet of God's own Son, + Fresh from fields of victory. + + IV + + Glory, glory, life is ours! + Hades heard the shout and feared; + Sin and all satanic powers + Saw the Victor as He neared. + + V + + Burst the gates and cast them down, + Set the sighing prisoners free; + Fear not though the tyrant frown, + Christ hath purchased liberty, + + VI + + Sin is crushed and death is slain, + See the Cross and Him who died! + From the grave He rose again, + Who for man was crucified. + + VII + + Hail! the Resurrection day, + Hail! the gladness and the gain; + "He is risen," the angels say, + Yea, the Lord is risen again. + + + + + I + + When Adam heard the voice of sin + And fell before its power, + The flowers of Paradise were shorn + Of beauty in that hour. + + II + + And clouds obscured the heavenly light, + And e'en the stars were dim; + For O 'twas night, and only night, + Dark night 'twixt God and him. + + III + + "O whence that flashing sword that gleams? + And whence those angels there?" + Out from the garden of their bliss, + Was thrust the guilty pair. + + IV + + Life is not theirs, the tree of Life + The Cherubim surround; + Death dogs our guilty parents' steps, + Curse blasts the fertile ground. + + V + + O dreary, dreary, dark and dread, + O misery of sin! + "God make another garden fair, + And take Thy wanderers in." + + VI + + All praise to Christ our glorious Lord, + For sin and death are slain; + The gates of heaven are open wide, + And life is ours again. + + + + + I + + Within the garden's sombre shade, + The Christ of God in anguish prayed;-- + And who that agony could tell, + As from his brow the blood-drops fell? + + II + + "Can you not watch one hour?" He saith, + "My soul is sorrowful to death." + But He alone the vigil kept, + While worn disciples slumbering slept. + + III + + O dark the cloud that threatening hung, + And sore the grief His soul that wrung,-- + The hate of man, the guilty name, + The bitter Cross, the sin and shame. + + IV + + "If I must drink this cup," He prayed, + "The burden bear upon me laid, + My God, I bow Me to Thy will, + And meekly Thy behest fulfil." + + V + + My soul, when to the garden led, + And clouds are gathering overhead, + When none the hour of anguish shares, + To God direct thy earnest prayers. + + VI + + "Thy will be done, Thy will is best,-- + Even then the bitter cup is blest,-- + If 'tis Thy will the cup I'll drain, + Despite the agony of pain." + + + + + PENTECOST + + + + + {Ergo, hos palai tois mathetais epengeilo.} + + + I + + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit came, + In fiery tongues of living flame; + And men were moved to spread abroad, + The Wisdom of th' Incarnate God. + + II + + And nations heard the truth, and gave + Their souls to Him who came to save; + And toiling in their sins, arose + The power of Satan to oppose. + + III + + Even as Thou saidst; the Spirit's power + Came at the Pentecostal hour, + And drooping souls with zeal were fired, + And felt the life that power inspired. + + IV + + Even as Thou saidst, the Spirit's voice + Spake to dull hearts, and bade rejoice; + And men that dwelt in sorrow's night, + Felt hope awake as morning light. + + V + + Even as Thou saidst; His power can still + Our empty lives to fulness fill; + Can charge with hope, with zeal inspire, + And kindle life, and light, and fire. + + VI + + Even as Thou saidst!--O Spirit, come, + Make with Thy people here Thy home; + In all their need Thy gifts supply, + And Christ our Lord still glorify. + + + + + I + + O may the Spirit of all grace + Descend and in our hearts abide, + And what of good or ill betide, + Find in them aye a resting-place. + + II + + There is no peace to mortals given, + Save when the Spirit finds His rest + Within the secret of our breast, + And there inspires the calm of heaven. + + III + + Our earthly calms a storm presage, + They whisper peace, and tempests rise, + And clouds obscure the brightest skies, + And winds, and waves in tumult rage. + + IV + + No storm disturbs the heavenly peace, + No whispering fills the soul with fears + As when the brooding tempest nears, + And clouds around our path increase. + + V + + 'Tis lasting calm, 'tis heavenly rest; + Come, Spirit of the Living God, + And in our spirits shed abroad + The peace that makes the troubled blest. + + + + + COMMUNION + + + + + I + + Let Thy Blood in mercy poured, + Let thy gracious Body broken, + Be to me, O gracious Lord + Of Thy boundless love the token; + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + II + + Thou didst die that I might live;-- + Blessed Lord Thou cam'st to save me; + All that love of God could give, + Jesus by His sorrows gave me;-- + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + III + + By the thorns that crowned Thy brow, + By the spear wound and the nailing; + By the pain and death I now + Claim, O Christ, Thy love unfailing; + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + IV + + Wilt Thou own the gift I bring? + All my penitence I give Thee; + Thou art my exalted King, + Of Thy matchless love forgive me;-- + Thou didst give Thyself for me, + Now I give myself to Thee. + + + + + I + + O Lord of bounty, let this bread + Be Thy pure Body unto me; + And let the wine in symbol poured, + Tell of the glorious Mystery;-- + O let me here Thy presence feel; + And all my sins in mercy heal. + + II + + I am not worthy to partake + Of Thy pure Body, gracious Lord; + Nor of the Blood so freely shed + By Thee, O Thou Incarnate Word; + Yet grant Thy presence unto me, + And let me now commune with Thee. + + + + + JUDGMENT + + + + + I + + When in the clouds the Lord appears, + And angels stand around His throne; + When judgment fills the soul with fears, + And none can aught of sin disown;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + II + + Even in Thy judgment mercy shew;-- + But ere that awful day awakes, + Make me my guilty state to know, + And from my evil courses break;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + III + + For Thou art pitiful and kind, + And Thou hast died, O Judge of men, + That, ere the Judgment, I may find + The path that leads to life again;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + IV + + I have no penitence nor tears, + I have no merit of my own; + But, ah! my soul is filled with fears, + And gladly would its sin disown;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + V + + And bring me nigh the throne of grace, + That, ere the day of Judgment dire, + I may behold Thy loving face, + And flee Thine all consuming ire;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + VI + + Swift draws the day of Judgment nigh; + Wake, wake, my soul, the Judge is near! + And call for mercy while thy cry + Can enter His inclining ear;-- + Spare me, O Lord, Thy creature spare, + And let my soul Thy mercy share. + + + + + I + + The Bridegroom comes! My soul, awake, + And slumber from thine eyelids shake; + Hark! in the midnight hour the cry; + Bestir, my soul, for He is nigh. + + II + + Now trim your lamp, and let its light + Illume the darkness of the night; + And with the tarrying host attend + The Bridegroom, as the Bridegroom's friend. + + III + + Hast thou no oil? O foolish soul! + Why didst thou not the hours control? + Why in the darkness slumber still, + Without the oil your lamp to fill? + + IV + + Go, get your oil,--but no, too late! + The Bridegroom's come, and closed the gate;-- + "O let me knock, for He is kind, + And will not leave my soul behind." + + V + + "O let me in, my lamp's aglow; + How could I, Lord, Thy coming know? + 'Twas night, I slumbered,--let me in: + Forgive, O Lord, forgive my sin." + + VI + + Too late! The time has gone apace; + Too late, 'tis gone, the hour of grace; + O soul of mine, awake, awake, + And slumber from thine eyelids shake. + + + + + I + + O Judge of all, when sinful men + To Thy dire judgment seat are brought,-- + Tell not the error of my life, + O tell it not. + + II + + When bowed with grief my tears are shed, + Because my life with sin is fraught, + To angel hosts tell not my sin, + O tell it not. + + III + + O hide the secrets of my soul, + And give the pardon I have sought, + And to the myriads round Thy throne, + O tell them not. + + IV + + O merciful and just Thou art; + In pity view my woeful lot, + And shame me not because of sin,-- + O tell it not. + + + + + I + + I brought my merits to the throne, + And set them forth in order there; + I said, "O Lord, Thy servant own, + And let his brow the garland wear; + The grace and virtue of his life, + He won as victor in the strife." + + II + + The song that erstwhile filled the place, + Where high the throne of Christ was set, + Grew faint, as on each pensive face + Joy mixed with pain, and pity met;-- + Their song had told the debt they owed, + And how the Christ His grace bestowed. + + III + + O, silence fell, so sharp and chill,-- + My soul to meanness pined and shrank, + Forth went my cry in accent shrill, + "My Lord, have I no grace to thank?" + Its echo dying, lingered, sank, + "My Lord, have I no grace to thank?" + + IV + + I saw His pierced hands and side, + I saw the thorn-wounds on His brow,-- + "My Lord, forgive my sinful pride, + Accept my sore repentance now;" + Then rose high heaven's adoring prayers, + My grateful song went forth with theirs. + + + + + I + + The time is drawing nigh, + Even now the day is near, + When Christ from heaven high + To Judgment shall appear;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + II + + Then kings and princes great, + The rich and poor shall meet; + And high and low estate, + Shall gather round His feet;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + III + + No crafty words shall mar, + Nor sophistry distract; + No parrying counsel jar + With the eternal fact;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + IV + + O Christ, in mercy then, + Forbid my soul should go + With lost and ruined men + Down to the place of woe;-- + Keep watch, my soul, in fear, + The Judge of men is near. + + + + + ASPIRATIONS + + + + + I + + I sought the Lord at early morn, + When earth awoke to see the light; + And to my soul a light was borne + That quelled the darkness of my night; + He heard my prayer at early morn, + And light into my heart was borne. + + II + + I sought the Lord when noontide shone, + And head and hand earth's duties shared; + "I am Thy servant, Lord, alone," + I said, and told Him how I fared; + He heard my prayer as I drew near, + And kept me at my task, sincere. + + III + + I sought the Lord when evening fell, + And night came gliding on apace; + For I had sins my Lord to tell, + And He is full of pardoning grace; + He heard my prayer, and bade me rest, + And in His love my soul was blest. + + IV + + At morn, at noon, at night I'll pray, + And Thou, O Lord, my prayer wilt hear, + For Thou art near my path alway, + To aid, to comfort, or to cheer; + No hour too early, none too late, + To knock imploring at Thy gate. + + V + + O Jesus Christ, to Thee be praise, + 'Tis Thou hast taught my soul to pray, + For Thou didst speak with God always, + At morn, at noon, at close of day; + And Thou hast said He hears the prayer, + The longing soul breathes everywhere. + + + + + I + + O, touch my heart, and bring to mind + The sin I should deplore; + And give me grace, Thou God most kind, + That I may sin no more. + + II + + O, touch my heart till tears run fast, + In penitence sincere; + And may the memories of the past + Teach me to walk in fear. + + III + + For I have strayed, and Thou hast sought, + And I have strayed again; + O, may the wanderer Thou hast brought + Within Thy fold remain. + + IV + + O, touch my heart, till love arise, + And claim me for Thine own; + Then shall I learn with glad surprise, + That I am Thine alone. + + V + + For love knows no divided heart, + Nor grudges service given; + But gives the life in every part, + And serves in earth and heaven. + + + + + I + + The wealth of high estate, + The silver and the gold, + The glory of the great, + The wisdom of the old,-- + Death seizes all, they pass away, + For all on earth is vanity. + + II + + Why seek the vain that dies? + The life begirt by death? + The fame, the power that flies + With the expiring breath? + The good that carries ill besides, + And for a fleeting hour abides? + + III + + Are there no gains that last, + To bless the soul for aye, + When passing things are past, + And things of earth decay? + Are there no joys that linger long + In sweetness, like a heavenly song? + + IV + + Arise, my soul, arise! + The husks of time disdain, + And wing thee to the skies, + Where there is lasting gain; + Where moth nor rust can mock thy toil, + Nor subtle thief break through to spoil. + + V + + O Christ, for Thee we long, + 'Tis Thee our spirits need; + They only life prolong + Who on Thy bounties feed; + And they have wealth, and high estate, + And endless bliss who on Thee wait. + + + + + I + + I lift my hands, and with my heart, + My prayer ascends to Thee; + In mercy take a sinner's part, + Lord, send Thy help to me. + + II + + Lo! in the mire of sin I lie, + My raiment all defiled; + O come and set me up on high, + And save Thy fallen child. + + III + + I cannot cleanse the filthy stains,-- + I can but mourn and sigh; + Do what I may, the guilt remains, + I fail oft' as I try. + + IV + + In mercy, Lord, Thy mercy send, + For merciful art Thou; + And prove Thyself the sinner's Friend,-- + O come and help me now. + + V + + And let my life be ordered quite, + As Thou wouldst have it be; + When I am wrong, O set me right,-- + Lord, come and succour me. + + VI + + And hold me up, lest to the mire + Of sin my soul return; + O let Thy love my spirit fire, + And base affections burn. + + VII + + And glory to my God I'll give, + And glory to the Son, + And to the Spirit while I live, + Great, Blessed, Three in One. + + + + + I + + Arise, my soul, and gaily sing + The praise of thine Immortal King; + The heavens His matchless power adore,-- + Awake, and sing for evermore. + + II + + The morning dawns at His command, + And lights the world o'er sea and land; + And upwards, see the sun arise, + To shed its glories from the skies. + + III + + But falls the twilight o'er our heads, + And night its sable curtain spreads; + For all His kingly words obey,-- + The dark of night, the light of day. + + IV + + O heavenly King, in every soul, + The darkness of our night control; + And 'mid the blackness of that night, + Speak Thou the word, "Let there be light." + + V + + And as the morn from darkness springs, + To speed to earth on silent wings, + A dawn more glorious shall awake, + And bright upon our spirits break. + + VI + + O Sun of Righteousness, arise, + And fill our souls with glad surprise; + Nor into dark of night decline, + But aye at noontide brightly shine. + + VII + + All glory to the God of Might, + And to the Son, the Light of light; + And to the Spirit, Three in One, + Eternal while the ages run. + + + + + I + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And light triumphant breaks; + When beauty gilds the eastern hills, + And life to joy awakes. + + II + + Not as of old, a little child + To bear, and fight, and die, + But crowned with glory like the sun, + That lights that morning sky. + + III + + O, brighter than the rising morn, + When He, victorious rose, + And left the lonesome place of death, + Despite the rage of foes;-- + + IV + + O, brighter than that glorious morn, + Shall this fair morning be, + When Christ, our King, in beauty comes, + And we His face shall see. + + V + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And earth's dark night is past;-- + O, haste the rising of that morn, + That day that aye shall last. + + VI + + And let the endless bliss begin, + By weary saints foretold, + When right shall triumph over wrong, + And truth shall be extolled. + + VII + + The King shall come when morning dawns, + And light and beauty brings;-- + Hail! Christ the Lord; Thy people pray + Come quickly, King of kings. + + + + + I + + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, + And I am needy, poor, and blind, + And let the gifts Thou hast in store, + Enrich me daily, more and more. + + II + + I have no food my soul to feed, + Be Thou my Bread of Life indeed; + My parched spirit sighs, O give + The stream of Life that I may live. + + III + + My filthy raiment I disown, + Clothe with Thy righteousness alone, + And I shall walk approved by Thee, + Clad in Thy robe of purity. + + IV + + I have no strength; in evil hour + I fall beneath temptation's power; + Be Thou my strength, and I shall stand + Upheld by Thine outstretched hand. + + V + + I cannot see the path to tread, + And blindly by my sins am led; + Come to my blindness, give me sight + That I may shape my course aright. + + VI + + I cannot live if Thou deny + The prayer uplifted with my cry; + I cannot die,--in mercy give + Thy grace, that I may die or live. + + VII + + Think on me, Lord, for Thou art kind, + And I am needy, poor, and blind; + And let the gifts Thou hast in store, + Enrich me daily, more and more. + + + + + I + + Because Thy mercy is so great, + Lord, think upon my needy state, + And deign to give the help I need,-- + The Bread of Life my soul to feed. + + II + + They cannot live whose souls are fed + On what this foolish world calls bread; + For lack of food the spirit sighs, + And, weak and weary, faints and dies. + + III + + O may the hidden manna give + The strength I need that I may live; + And may that life be spent for Thee + Who came and lived on earth for me. + + IV + + O Jesus Christ, the living Bread, + Now at the table Thou hast spread, + Think of me in my utmost need, + And let me on Thy bounties feed. + + + + + I + + I cannot lift mine eyes, + For, O, my sin is great,-- + High as the hills that rise + Up, up to heaven's gate,-- + I cannot lift mine eyes, + So great my sin, so great. + + II + + But I would smite my breast, + And bow me at the Cross, + And well He knows the rest, + My pain, my grief, my loss;-- + Yea, I would smite my breast, + And bow me at His Cross. + + III + + Mayhap when I have told + The burden of my sin, + He'll make my spirit bold, + And speak, and soothe, and win;-- + All this when I have told + The burden of my sin. + + IV + + Then shall I lift mine eyes, + And see the sin removed, + And in the radiant skies + Behold the Well Beloved;-- + Then shall I lift mine eyes, + And see my sin removed. + + + + + I + + When at Thy feet, oppressed, + The burdened sinner falls, + And, woeful and distressed, + Upon Thy mercy calls,-- + O hear the penitential prayer, + Forgive the burdened sinner there. + + II + + Did'st Thou not send the Son, + To shew the Father's grace, + To bid a world undone + Arise and seek His face? + And wilt Thou not in mercy say, + "Thy many sins I take away"? + + III + + Yea, Thou wilt not despise + The soul's uplifted prayer; + Nor when our hopes arise, + Plunge us in deep despair; + But wilt forgive the evil done, + Through Christ the Well Beloved Son. + + IV + + O Jesus Christ, by Thee + The Father's grace is found, + And pardon full, and we + With every good abound,-- + We see Thee nailed upon the tree, + And know all blessing comes from Thee. + + + + + I + + Because I was brought low, + And sin had triumphed quite, + Thou God, all good, didst bow, + And seek me in the night. + + II + + And Thou didst lift me up, + For Thou wert lifted high, + When on the Cross Thou gav'st + Thyself for man to die. + + III + + Thou Life, Immortal Life! + O, full of sympathy! + Clothed with my flesh Thou cam'st + From Thy felicity. + + IV + + To burst our mortal bands, + And vanquish in the strife, + And dead, from death arise, + Crowned with immortal life. + + V + + To Father and to Son, + To Thee, blest Spirit, praise, + Here on the earth, and there + Where live the endless days. + + + + + I + + O God of life, in whom we live, + The bounties of Thy favour give, + And teach our souls to soar; + That, at the source of every good, + Our life may find its needful food, + And live for evermore. + + II + + O Lord of mercy, by whose grace + The sinner seeks the Father's face, + And finds a welcome there; + When fears the trembling soul distress, + And sins the aching heart oppress, + O Lord of mercy, spare. + + III + + And say to Him who loves Thee best, + And sent Thee to a world distressed, + His blessing to impart,-- + "Hear Thou the sinner's mournful cries, + Accept his preferred sacrifice, + A broken, contrite heart." + + IV + + Blest Spirit, who in holy flame, + At Pentecost all powerful came,-- + Our sin-stained souls renew; + And by Thine all-consuming fire, + Consume our sin and vile desire, + And make us pure and true. + + V + + To God who dwells in highest heaven, + Be endless praise and glory given,-- + And praise to Christ the Son. + And to the Holy Spirit blest, + For comfort and for gifts the best,-- + Immortal Three in One. + + + + + I + + By Thine own hand the gift was given + Of wealth, and hope of highest heaven; + But, fool at heart, Thy grace was spurned, + And from my Father's house I turned. + + II + + O, hear my plaint, I cry to Thee; + Be pitiful, and pardon me, + For I have sinned; O, give me grace + To seek in penitence Thy face. + + III + + Yea, I repent in anguish low; + Give me again Thy love to know; + And if a servant's place remain, + Take me in mercy back again. + + + + + I + + Lord, Thou art good and kind, + And full of tender grace; + Now make Thy countenance to shine, + And let me see Thy face. + + II + + For O, my heart is sad, + Because my sin I know; + And though I strive, I fail, + And still ungodly grow. + + III + + And all my aims are lost, + And all my striving vain,-- + Wilt Thou refresh my soul, + And visit me again? + + IV + + 'Tis morning when the sun + Upon the mountain glows; + 'Tis evening when the shade + Upon the valleys grows; + + V + + And when Thy face I see, + 'Tis morning in my soul; + But when Thou turn'st away, + The evening shadows roll. + + VI + + And night comes on apace, + And all forlorn I sigh;-- + O, bid the morning dawn, + Look on me lest I die. + + VII + + O, Thou art good and kind, + And full of tender grace; + Now make Thy countenance to shine, + And let me see Thy face. + + + + + I + + O Lord of Life, when mortals call, + And freedom seek from earthly thrall, + Hear Thou in heaven and save us all, + In mercy, Lord. + + II + + O Full of Mercy, when we groan, + Because of sin our spirits own, + Hear, who for sinners didst atone, + In mercy, Lord. + + III + + O Full of Pity, when we bear + To Thy blest feet our cankering care, + Take of our weary load a share, + In mercy, Lord. + + IV + + O Full of Grace! when sufferers tell + The grief Thou knowest, Lord, so well, + Come, with the broken-hearted dwell, + In mercy, Lord. + + V + + When, lured by hope, our spirits rise + To where Thou beckonest from the skies; + Then, be eternal life the prize, + In mercy, Lord. + + + + + I + + I wandered sore distressed, + All weary and forlorn; + I had no place to rest, + Of all my pleasures shorn,-- + My thirsting spirit sighed, + And in the desert cried. + + II + + The Shepherd heard my cry, + Who came His flock to find, + And drew in mercy nigh, + For He is wondrous kind; + His winning voice awoke + My spirit as He spoke. + + III + + He bade my wandering cease, + And gave my heart a home, + That, from the bliss of peace, + I might no longer roam;-- + He gave me hope for fears, + And lasting joy for tears. + + + + + I + + God sent me to the desert wild, + Where all is parched with endless drought, + For I had grown a wayward child, + And now my sin had found me out;-- + He sent me to the desert drear, + And, ah! my soul was charged with fear. + + II + + I wandered where the brooks were dry, + While memory wove a dismal song, + And to my God I raised my cry, + And sang my dirge the whole day long;-- + For I was in the desert drear, + And, ah! my soul was charged with fear. + + III + + The God of grace His comfort sent, + And soon the desert blossomed fair, + While round my path, where'er I went, + Sweet flowers poured forth their odours rare;-- + He sent me to a desert drear, + Now flowers and luscious fruits appear. + + IV + + O God, when by the path of sin, + We reach the land where famine reigns; + And dread possesses all within, + And all around are woes and pains;-- + Then make the world a desert rare, + Of joys upspringing everywhere. + + + + + + + +End of the Project Gutenberg EBook of Hymns from the East, by John Brownlie + +*** END OF THIS PROJECT GUTENBERG EBOOK HYMNS FROM THE EAST *** + +***** This file should be named 28479.txt or 28479.zip ***** +This and all associated files of various formats will be found in: + http://www.gutenberg.org/2/8/4/7/28479/ + +Produced by Stephen Hutcheson and Charles Coulston + +Updated editions will replace the previous one--the old editions +will be renamed. + +Creating the works from public domain print editions means that no +one owns a United States copyright in these works, so the Foundation +(and you!) can copy and distribute it in the United States without +permission and without paying copyright royalties. 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