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BENEDICTUS. LUKE i. 68. (c. M.)

BY BISHOP PATRICK.

1 BLEST be the GOD of ISRAEL,
His name be ever blest,
Who came from heav'n to visit us,
And all our bonds releas'd.

2 In David's house a SAVIOUR rais'd
On His eternal throne;
According to His truth and grace,
To holy prophets known.

3 Salvation's granted by His hand
From all who did us hate;
The mercy is perform'd, for which
Our fathers long did wait.

4 The Covenant with Abr'ham made,
Redemption's grand design,
He has perform'd the solemn oath,
With grace and truth divine.

5 Thus may we serve Him without fear,
From every terror freed,
In holiness and righteousness,
Our lives before Him lead.

6 Thus like Thy harbinger, O LORD,
Endued with heav'nly grace,
May all Thy priests prepare Thy way
Before Thy glorious face.

By the remission of our sin

Make Thy Salvation known,

Rise, Sun of righteousness, on high,
In tender mercy shewn.

8 Those, who in death and darkness sit,
With light and comfort bless;
And guide our feet into the way
Of peace and happiness.

JUBILATE DEO vide Psalm 160.

160.

MAGNIFICAT, LUKE 1, 46, &c.

BY BISHOP PATRICK.

1 MY soul doth magnify the LORD;
Transports of joy my spirits raise;
My Goo, my SAVIOUR, Thou shalt be
The subject of my song of praise.
2 GOD to His humble suppliant's state
Shew'd mercy, when by woe deprest;
All ages hence His truth shall own,
And call His favor'd servant blest.
3 The mighty LORD, hath magnified,
Adored be His holy Name,

His mercy is thro' ev'ry age,

(L.M.)

To them that fear Him still the same. 4 His holy Arm His strength hath shew'd Confounded what the proud had thought; Put down the mighty from their seat And rais'd them, who were set at nought.

5 The hungry He hath fill'd with good; The full and rich for want complain'd; His mercy He hath call'd to mind

And ISRAEL hath His help obtain'd. 6 The promise to our fathers made,

In which engag'd th' Almighty stood,
For EVER sure to Abr'ham's seed,
GOD hath in sov'reign truth made good.

CANTATE DOMINO vide Psalm, 98.

161.

THE SONG OF SIMEON,

NUNC DIMITTIS. LUKE ii. 28, &c.

1 LORD, behold the hour is come,

Now within the silent tomb

Let my mortal frame decay,
Mingled with my kindred clay.
2 Since Thy mercies LORD of old,
By thy chosen Seers foretold,
Faithful all and stedfast prove,
GOD of truth and Gon of love.
3 Sun of righteousness to Thee,
O let nations bow the knee!
O let realms of distant kings,
Own the healing of Thy wings.
4 Hail the light of Jacob's star!
Spread Thy glories from afar;
Wide diffuse the gospel ray,
Usher in eternal day!

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5 On the GENTILES pour Thy light,
Truth divine in radiance bright!
On Thy people ISRAEL shine,
Crown'd with glory all divine.

DEUS MISEREATUR. VIDE PSALM LXVII.

THE FOLLOWING ARRANGEMENT IS MADE ACCORDING TO THE ORDER OF THE LITURGY.

N. B.-The first Psalm specified under each Sunday and Holy Day is the same as was directed by the Rubric, in the reign of King Edward VI. and was called the Introit, because it was sung, while the Priest was going to the Altar.* The other Psalms, or Hymns are generally adapted to the Epistle, or Gospel, or the subject of the day; when there can be no appropriate selection, the arrangement is merely designed to accommodate the choice, and prevent the selection being left to an incompetent person.

The Psalms referred to at the close of each Sunday, or Holy Day, comprise an arrangement of the Psalms throughout the year.

* Wheatley on the Common Prayer.

ADVENT SUNDAY,

PSALM I.

Isaiah, Ixi. 1.

(C. M.)

1 HARK, the glad sound! the Saviour comes, The SAVIOUR promis'd long!

Let ev'ry heart prepare a throne,
And ev'ry voice a song.

2 On Him the Spirit largely pour'd,
Exerts its acred fire;

Wisdom and might, and zeal, and love,
His holy breast inspire.

3 He comes the pris'ners to release,
In Satan's bondage held;

The gates of brass before Him burst,
The iron fetters yield.

4 Hear Him, ye deaf; His praise, ye dumb
Your loosen'd tongues employ;

Ye blind, behold your SAVIOUR come;
And leap, ye lame, for joy.

5 He comes the broken heart to bind,
The bleeding soul to cure ;
And with the riches of His grace,
T'enrich the humble poor.

6 Our glad hosannas, Prince of peace,
Thy welcome shall proclaim;
And heav'n's eternal arches ring

With Thy beloved name.

Psalm xii, cxii, xxiii, cxviii, 3 last verses.

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