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Stagger for ever in vain,

Die one by one in the waste.

Then, in such hour of need
Of your fainting, dispirited race,
Ye, like angels, appear,

Radiant with ardour divine!
Beacons of hope, ye appear!
Languor is not in your heart,
Weakness is not in your word,
Weariness not on your brow.
Ye alight in our van!

voice,

Panic, despair, flee away.

at your

Ye move through the ranks, recall The stragglers, refresh the out

worn,

Praise, re-inspire the brave!

Order, courage, return.

Eyes rekindling, and prayers,
Follow your steps as ye go.
Ye fill up the gaps in our files,
Strengthen the wavering line,
Stablish, continue our march,
On, to the bound of the waste.
On, to the City of God.

Matthew Arnold

ESUS seeing the multitudes, went up into a mountain:

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and when he was set, his disciples came unto him: and he opened his mouth, and taught them, saying, Blessed are the poor in spirit: for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are they that mourn: for they shall be comforted. Blessed are the meek: for they shall inherit the earth. Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteousness: for they shall be filled. Blessed are the merciful: for they shall obtain mercy. Blessed are the pure in heart: for they shall see God. Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God. Blessed are they which are persecuted for righteousness' sake for theirs is the kingdom of heaven. Blessed are ye, when men shall revile you, and persecute you, and shall say all manner of evil against you falsely, for my sake. Rejoice, and be exceeding

glad for great is your reward for so persecuted they

in heaven

the prophets which were before

you.

The Gospel

according to St. Matthew

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UPREMELY in His Hand are you,

To whom the mighty joy is

given

On eagles' wings to climb the blue,
And, on the pinions of the winds,
To sweep the boundless plains of
heaven.

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to your minds

Be present this,

For cheer in your necessities,—

Who swings the countless spheres

in space,

Yet to their even courses holds;
Who set the firmament in place
And its infinitudes unfolds,
Come what come may of hap
or chance,

He is your sure deliverance.

If but as Pilot by your side
He sits, upon Whose breath you
ride,

He shall preserve you from
alarms,

Spread wide His everlasting

arms,

And bear you safely up on high In His most noble company.

No sparrow falls but it is known Of Him who sits on Heaven's high throne;

And you, in your supremest hour,

Shall feel the uplift of His power, And know you not alone.

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None is alone!

For where is one,

There He is too,

No man goeth alone!

Higher than most, to you is given

To live or in His time, to die;

So, bear you, as White Knights of Heaven

The very flower of chivalry! Take him as Pilot by your side, And "All is Well" whate'er

betide.

John Oxenham

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