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ST. JOHN BAPTIST'S DAY.

PSALM CXLIII.

Isaiah, xl. 1.

(C. M.)

1 "COMFORT my people," saith our GOD,
Proclaim the joyful word;

Let the whole earth repeat the sound,
Salvation from the LORD.

2 Behold your GoD, the LAMB of GOD,
Who takes our sins away.

Who opens, thro' the realms of death,
The path to endless day.

3 Let Zions's sons the truth make known,
The righteousness divine;

See

grace and peace and sacred love In radiant glory shine.

4 Be ev'ry vale exalted high

Sunk ev'ry mountain low;

The contrite and the kumble souls
Shall His salvation know.

5 The heathen realms, with Israel's land
Shall join in sweet accord,
And all that's born of man shall see
The glory of the LORD.

6 Behold the morning star arise,
Diffusing heav'nly rays;

Hail Light divine! guide Thou our feet
To everlasting days.

Vide 159.

SAINT PETER'S DAY.

1

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PSALM CXLIV.

Acts, xii. 7.

REAT GOD, what hosts of angels stand In shining ranks, at Thy right hand! Array'd in robes of splendid light,

They spread their wings for distant flight.

2 Immortal fires, seraphic flames,

Who can recount their various names!
In strength and beauty they excel,
And round the throne of GOD they dwell.

3 Herod attempts but all in vain,

To bind Saint PETER in his chain;
At God's command an angel speaks:
Light fills the goal! the fetter breaks.

4 Send, O my GoD, Thy angel down,
Point out the paths to me unknown;
Guide and direct my doubtful way,
Lead me to realms of endless day.

(L. M.)

SAINT JAMES THE APOSTLE.

PSALM CXLVIII.

(c. M.)

1 N°

OT unto us-to Thee alone,
O LORD, be glory giv'n.

Here let Thy praises be begun,
And carried on in heav'n.

2 The hosts of spirits, now with Thee,
Eternal anthems sing;

To imitate them here, lo! we
Our hallelujahs bring.

3 Had we our tongues, like them inspir'd, Like theirs, our songs should rise, Devoid of strife, nor ever tir'd

With grateful sacrifice.

4 Till we the veil of flesh lay down,
Accept our humble lays,

And bring us to Thy sacred throne,
To give Thee nobler praise.

SAINT BARTHOLOMEW THE APOSTLE.

PSALM CXV.

Luke xxii. 28.

1 BEHOLD, the LAMB in glory stands,

Incircled with His radiant bands,
And join the angelic pow'rs:
For all that height of glorious bliss,
Our everlasting portion is,

And all that heav'n is ours.

2 Who suffer with their Master here,
Shall soon before His face appear,
And by His side sit down.

To patient faith the prize is sure,
And they, who to the end endure
The cross, shall wear the crown.

3 Thrice blessed bliss, inspiring hope!
It lifts the fainting spirits up!
It brings to life the dead;
All conflicts here shall then be past,
And all His saints ascend at last,
Triumphant with their Head.

4 Redemption's glorious mystery
They then with open face shall see;
The beatific sight

Shall fill the heav'nly courts with praise,
And wide diffuse the golden blaze

Of everlasting light!

(P. M.)

SAINT MATTHEW THE APOSTLE.

PSALM CXVI.

2 Cor. iv. 4—6.

1 MY GOD, assist me, while I raise
An anthem of harmonious praise;
My heart Thy wonders shall proclaim,
And spread its banners in Thy name.

2 Behold the light unclouded shine;
O glorious gospel, all divine!

In CHRIST is life and bliss bestow'd,
The perfect image of our GOD.

3 When gloomy shades the earth o'erspread,
"Let there be light," th' Almighty said:
The glorious Gospel light displays,
Diffusing far celestial rays.

4 Condemn'd the race of sinners stood,
And awful justice ask'd for blood;
That welcome SAVIOUR from Thy throne
Brought righteousness and pardon down.

5 Ye saints, assist our grateful tongues;
Ye angels, warble back our songs;
For love like this demands the praise
Of heav'nly harps and endless days.

(L. M.)

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