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Till Judgment come,

And on our path

Shall burst the wrath,
And deathless doom.

5 O God, with love's sweet might,

Do Thou anoint and arm
Christ's soldier for the fight
With spells that shield from harm.
Thrice blessed Three,

Heaven's endless days

Shall sing Thy praise
Eternally. Amen.

1. Williams. (tr.)

St. Peter's Day.


i CREATOR of the rolling flood !

On whom Thy people hope alone,
Who cam’st by Water and by Blood,

For man's offences to atone:


Who from the labours of the deep

Did'st set Thy servant Peter free,
To feed on earth Thy chosen sheep,

And build an endless Church for Thee ;

3 Grant us, devoid of worldly care,

And leaning on Thy bounteous hand,
To seek Thy help in humble prayer,

And on Thy sacred Rock to stand.

4. And when our live-long toil to crown,

Thy call shall set the spirit free,
To cast with joy our burden down,

And rise, O Lord, and follow Thee.

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5* To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom heaven and earth adore,
From men and from the angel host
Be praise and glory evermore.

Bp. R. Heber.

St. James's Day.



Oh what, if we are Christ's,

Is earthly shame or loss ?
Bright shall the crown of glory be,

When we have borne the cross.


Keen was the trial once,

Bitter the cup of woe,
When martyred saints, baptized in blood,

Christ's sufferings shared below.


Bright is their glory now,

Boundless their joy above,
Where, on the bosom of their God,

They rest in perfect love.


Lord ! may that grace be ours,

Like them in faith to bear
All that of sorrow, grief, or pain,

May be our portion here.


Enough, if Thou at last

The word of blessing give,
And let us rest beneath Thy feet,

Where Saints and Angels live.


All glory, Lord, to Thee,

Whom heaven and earth adore ;
To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
One God for evermore. Amen.

Sir H. W. Baker.

St. Bartholomew's Day.

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BLESSED are they whose hearts are pure,

From guile their spirits free;
To them shall God reveal Himself,

They shall His glory see.
Their simple souls upon His word,

In fullest light of love,
Place all their trust, and ask no more

Than guidance from above:


3 Who in meek faith unmixed with doubt

The engrafted word receive,
Whom the first sign of heavenly power

Persuades, and they believe:

4 They, as they walk the painful world,

See hidden glories rise;
Our God the sunshine of His love

Unfolds before their eyes.

5 For them far greater things than these

Doth Christ the Lord prepare ;
Whose bliss no heart of man can reach,

No human voice declare.

6* To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,

The God whom we adore,
Be glory, as it was, is now,
And shall be evermore. Amen.

H. Alford.

St. Matthew's Day.

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JESUS calls us o’er the tumult

Of the world's wild restless sea :
Day by day His sweet voice soundeth,

Saying, Christian, follow Me.

2 Jesus calls us from the worship

Of the vain world's golden store,
From each idol that would keep us,

Saying, Christian, love Me more.

3 In our joys and in our sorrows,

Days of toil and hours of ease,
Still He calls in cares and pleasures,

Christian, love Me more than these.

4 Jesus calls us : by Thy mercies,

Saviour, may we hear Thy call,
Give our hearts to Thy obedience,

Serve and love Thee best of all.

5* Glory be to God the Father,

Glory be to God the Son,
Glory be to God the Spirit,

Co-eternal Three in One.


St. Michael & All Angels.


AROUND the throne of God a band
Of bright and glorious Angels stand;
Sweet harps within their hands they hold,
And on their heads are crowns of gold.


Some wait around Him, ready still
To sing His praise and do His will ;
And some, when He commands them, go
To guard His servants here below.

3 Lord, give Thy Angels every day

Command to guide us on our way,
And bid them every evening keep
Their watch around us while we sleep.

4. So shall no wicked thing draw near,

To do us harm, or cause us fear,
And we shall dwell, when life is past,
With Angels round Thy throne at last.

5 Praise God, from whom all blessings flow,

Praise Him, all creatures here below,
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host,
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost. Amen.

7. M, Neale, *

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