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350.
Jesu! dulcis memoria.
O JESU! memory dearest,

True gladness of the heart,
What joy of unknown sweetness

Thy Presence doth impart.
No song was ever chanted,

Nor music ever heard,
Nor thought conceived so lovely,

As Jesus, Son of God.

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3 Jesu ! the Hope of mourners,

To suppliants how kind !
How good to all who seek Thee !

But what to those who find ?

4. Jesu ! the soul's best rapture,

Of Truth the Fountain bright; Outpassing far all pleasure,

All coveted delight.

5 No tongue hath ever told it;

No word hath e'er express'd ;
Who loveth Jesus knoweth,-

And he alone,-how blest!

PART II.

I O Jesu! King most worthy,

Most noble Conqueror,
Ineffable in meekness,

Most perfect Comforter !

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Lord ! stay Thou ever with us;

Be Thou our constant day;
Bid from our path night's darkness,

And cheer earth's desert way.

3 When Thou within abidest,

Truth in our breasts doth shine ;
The vain world looks its vilest;

We glow with love divine.

4 Come all ! acknowledge Jesus ;

Seek Jesus ardently ;
Beseech His love so precious;

Yea, beg it fervently.

5 Who taste Thee, Lord ! still hunger ;

Who drink, are thirsty still :
Jesus, their only longing,

Alone their souls can fill.

6 Jesu ! the Angels' glory,

Oh! theme to ear most sweet ;
To lip, far more than honey;

The soul's celestial meat.

7 Jesu! of all things dearest,

For Thee my soul doth sigh;
My loving tears aye seek Thee ;

My inmost heart doth cry. 8 Jesu ! the Virgin's firstborn,

Who kindlest all our love,
As God we now adore Thee ;
Our portion Thou above. Amen.

St. Bernard, W. E. Green. (tr.)

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351.
AMONGST His twelve Apostles

Christ spake the words of life,
And shewed a realm of beauty

Beyond a world of strife:
Upon the mount of Tabor

The promise was made good,
When, baring all the Godhead,

In light itself He stood.

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In days of old on Sinai

The Lord of Sabaoth came
In majesty of terror,

In thunder-cloud and flame :
On Tabor, with the glory

Of sunniest light for vest,
The excellence of beauty

In Jesus was express’d.

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O holy wondrous vision !

But what, when this life past,
The beauty of Mount Tabor

Shall end in heaven at last ?
But what, when all the glory

Of uncreated Light
Shall be the promised guerdon
Of them that win the fight?

St. Cosmas. 7. M. Neale. (tr.)

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O LORD, upon Thy heritage,

Send down a gracious rain ;
And if it faint, with dews refresh

The thirsty land again.

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There dwells Thy chosen flock, for whom

Thou hast prepared a place,
Which for the poor Thou didst provide

Of Thine especial grace.

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God

gave the word, His voice was heard
By nations far abroad;
For mighty were the men that preached

The gospel of our God.

4 Kings heard and quaked, then rose the Church

Fresh from her martyrs' fires ;
Her nursing mothers queens became,

And kings her nursing sires.

5 Therefore, ye islands of the sea !

Give thanks with one accord;
And thou, in all thy temple gates,

O Israel! praise the Lord !

6 Praise to the Father, to the Son,

And Holy Ghost on high;
As was of old, is now, shall be,

Through all eternity. Amen.

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Psalm LXXXVII.
GLORIOUS things of thee are spoken,

Zion, city of our God;
He whose word cannot be broken,

Formed thee for His own abode :
On the Rock of Ages founded,

What can shake thy sure repose ?
With salvation's walls surrounded,

Thou may'st smile at all thy foes.

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See the streams of living waters,

Springing from eternal love,
Well supply thy sons and daughters,

And all fear of want remove :
Who can faint, while such a river

Ever flows their thirst tassuage?
Grace, which like the Lord the giver,

Never fails from age to age.

3 Saviour, if in Zion's city

Thou record my worthless name,
Let the world deride or pity,

I will glory in the shame :
Fading is the sinner's pleasure,

All his boasted pomp and show;
Solid joy and lasting treasure,
None but Zion's children know.

7. Newton, *

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