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4 Remain with us, O Lord, to-day,

In every heart Thy Grace display ;
That, now the shades of night are fled,

On Thee our spirits may be fed. 5 All honour, laud, and glory be,

O Jesu, Virgin-born, to Thee;
All glory as is ever meet,
To Father and to Paraclete. Amen.

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

First Sunday after the Epiphany.



BRIGHT was the guiding star that led,

With mild benignant ray,
The Gentiles to the lowly shed,

Where the Redeemer lay.
But lo! a brighter, clearer light

Now points to His abode ;
It shines through sin and sorrow's night,

To guide us to our God.
3 O haste to follow where it leads;

The gracious call obey ;
Be rugged wilds, or flowery meads,

The Christian's destined way. 4 O gladly tread the narrow path

While light and grace are given :
Who meekly follow Christ on earth

Shall reign with Him in heaven.




Divine crescebas puer.
stature grows the heavenly Child,
With death before His eyes ;
A Lamb unblemished, meek and mild,

Prepared for sacrifice.
The Son of God His glory hides

With parents mean and poor :
And He who made the heaven abides

In dwelling-place obscure.
3 Those mighty hands that stay the sky

No earthly toil refuse,
And He who set the stars on high

An humble trade pursues.
4 He before whom the angels stand,

At whose behest they fly,
Now yields Himself to man's command,

And lays His glory by.
5 The Father's name we loudly raise,

The Son we all adore,
The Holy Ghost, one God, we praise
Both now and evermore. Amen.

7. Chandler. (tr.)

1 JESU! behold, the Wise from far,
Led to Thy cradle by a star,

Bring gifts to Thee, their God and King !
O guide us by Thy light, that we
The way may find, and still to Thee

Our hearts, our all, for tribute bring !

2 Jesu ! the pure, the spotless Lamb,
Who to the Temple humbly came,

Duteous, the legal rites to pay !
O make our proud, our stubborn will
All Thy wise, gracious laws fulfil,

Whate'er rebellious nature say!
3 Jesu ! who on the fatal wood
Pour'dst out Thy life's last drop of blood,

Nailed to the accursed shameful cross !
O may we bless Thy love, and be
Ready, dear Lord, to bear for Thee

All shame, all grief, all pain, and loss !
4. Jesu ! who, by Thine own love slain,
By Thine own power took'st life again,

And Conqueror from the grave didst rise !
O may Thy death our souls revive,
And ev'n on earth a new life give,

A glorious life, that never dies !
5 Jesu ! who to Thy heaven again
Return’dst in triumph, there to reign,

Of men and angels sovereign King !
O may our parting souls take flight
Up to that land of joy and light,

And there for ever grateful sing !
6 All glory to the sacred Three,
One undivided Deity !

All honour, power, and love, and praise !
Still may Thy blessed Name shine bright
In beams of uncreated light,
Crown'd with its own eternal rays! Amen.

7. Austin and J. Wesley.



THOU that art the Father's Word,
Thou that art the Lamb of God,
Thou that art the Virgin's Son,
Thou that savest souls undone,
Sacred Sacrifice for sin,
Fount of piety within ;

Hail, Lord Jesus.


Thou to whom Thine angels raise
Quiring songs of sweetest praise ;
Thou that art the flower and fruit,
Virgin-born from Jesse's root,
Shedding perfect peace abroad,
Perfect Man and perfect God;

Hail, Lord Jesus.

3 Thou that art the door of heaven,

Living Bread in mercy given,
Brightness of the Father's face,
Everlasting Prince of Peace,
Precious pearl beyond all price,
Brightest Star in all the skies;

Hail, Lord Jesus. 4 King and Spouse of holy hearts,

Fount of love that ne'er departs,
Sweetest life and brightest day,
Truest truth, and surest way
That leads onward to the blest
Sabbath of eternal rest;

Hail, Lord Jesus.

H. Alford.


1 0 Hand of bounty, largely spread,

By whom our every want is fed,
Whate'er we touch, or taste, or see,
We owe them all, O Lord ! to Thee;
The corn, the oil, the purple wine,
Are all Thy gifts, and only Thine.
The stream Thy word to nectar dyed,
The bread Thy blessing multiplied,
The stormy wind, the whelming flood,
That silent at Thy mandate stood,
How well they knew Thy voice Divine,

Whose works they were, and only Thine ! 3 Though now no more on earth we trace

Thy footsteps of celestial grace,
Obedient to Thy word and will
We seek Thy daily mercy still ;
Its blessed beams around us shine,
And Thine we are, and only Thine! Amen.

Bp. R. Heber.


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Psalm LXXII.
Hail to the Lord's Anointed,

Great David's greater Son !
Hail, in the time appointed,

His reign on earth begun !
He comes to break oppression,

To set the captive free,
To take away transgression,

And rule in equity.

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