,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,morningland ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,morningland ,,being ,,translations1 ,,centos ,,and ,,suggestions ,,from ,,the ,,service ,,books ,,of ,,the ,,holy ,,eastern ,,church ,,with ,,introduction ,,by ,,john ,,brownlie1 ,d4,d4 ,author of ,hymns and ,hymn ,writers of the ,church ,hymnary ,hymns of the ,greek ,church1 ,hymns from the ,greek ,office ,books ,hymns of the ,holy ,eastern ,church c41 c4 7,,sixth ,,series7 ,,paisley3 ,,alexander ,,gardner ,publisher by ,appointment to the late ,queen ,victoria #aiaa ,,london3 ,,simpkin1 ,,marshall1 ,,hamilton1 ,,kent ,,co41 ,,lmd4 ,,printed ,,by ,,alexander ,,gardner1 ,,paisley4 ,,preface ,this sixth series of hymns from the ,greek ,offices is sent forth in the hope that some of the flowers that bloom in the gardens of the ,east1 in which our ,lord prayed and ,his ,apostles tilled1 may serve to beautify the homes of the faithful in ,western lands4 ,cut flowers lose their beauty and freshness soon1 but not infrequently their perfume remains2 and roots transplanted do not always continue to put forth leaves and blossoms in that richness which adorns them in their native soil2 but if in the case of the culled flowers1 which are here presented1 some of their perfume may chance to linger1 it will probably serve to suggest their original attractiveness4 ,that they may1 in some capacity1 be used to adorn the worship of ,christ in our sterner clime1 is the earnest prayer of the translator4 ,j4 ,b4 ,trinity ,manse1 ,portpatrick1 ,july1 #aiaa4 ,,index ,,of ,,first ,,lines ,,page ,introduction xi ,,hymns ,my ,god1 shall sin its power maintain #c ,christmas-- ,hark6 upon the morning breezes #i ,hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills #aa ,hail to the ,king1 who comes in weakness now #ac ,ye saints1 exult with cheerful song #ae ,he came because the ,father willed #ag ,now the ,king ,immortal #ai ,when o'er the world ,augustus reigned #ba ,o ,light resplendent of the morn #bc ,passiontide-- ,o wounded hands and feet #bg ,when ,jesus to the judgment hall #bi ,they brought ,him to the hill of death #ca ,watch with ,me1 the ,master said #cc ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 #ce ,o darkest night that ever fell #cg ,nailed to the cross the ,saviour dies #ci ,o ,son of ,god1 afflicted #da ,this be our prayer1 ,o ,saviour of our souls1 #dc ,easter-- ,lo1 in its brightness the morning arising #di ,in the dark of early morn #ea ,glory to ,god6 ,the morn appointed breaks #ec ,glory to ,god6 ,the ,christ hath left the tomb #ee ,rise1 ,o glorious orb of day #eh ,ascension-- ,borne on the clouds1 the ,christ arose #fc ,lift up the gates #fe ,borne on the wings of light #fg ,pentecost-- ,like the beams that from the sun #ga ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 in might #gc ,spirit of ,god1 in love descend #ge ,lord1 may ,thy ,holy ,spirit calm #gg ,o ,god1 the ,holy ,ghost #gh ,various-- ,when ,jesus to the ,jordan came #hc ,when on the mount the ,lord appeared #he ,behold1 the ,king of ,zion rides #hg ,waving in the autumn breeze #hi ,when in the clouds of heaven #ia ,rest in the ,lord1 ,o servant by ,his grace #ic ,thou dost not pass a lonesome way #ie ,the man who erring counsel shuns #ig ,lord1 a band of foes increasing #ii ,light of my life1 ,o ,lord1 ,thou art #aja ,from the hills the light is streaming #ajc ,the day declines to night #aje ,lord1 let us feel that ,thou art near #ajg ,come1 praise with gladness1 the ,lord of all creation #aji ,penitence and ,love-- ,now1 with my weeping would ,i cleanse my soul #aae ,o ,god of love1 on bended knee #aag ,o ,god1 in mercy hear #aai ,come to the ,christ in tears #abb ,forgive my heart its vain regrets #abd ,far let me flee from worldly sin #abf ,lord of mercy1 at ,thy gate #abh ,burdened with a heavy load #acj ,lord of a countless throng #acb ,let all the world abroad #acd ,thou ,saviour of our sinful race #acf ,where the ,lord reveals ,his presence #ach ,o love of ,god1 surpassing far #adj ,o ,god of our salvation #adb ,o ,jesus1 when my guilty fears #add ,lord1 ,i am ,thine1 for ,thou hast died for me #adf ,aspirations-- ,lord1 let our eyes the things unseen behold #aea ,wake to the songs that lips unsullied sing #aec ,bring to the ,christ your fears #aee ,lord1 soothe my anxious1 troubled soul #aeh ,surpassing great the gift of ,god #afj ,my hope is firmly set #afb ,the time is drawing near #afd ,i will not yield my sword #aff ,if in the cause of right ,i must #afh ,the ,christ on ,olive's mount in prayer #agj ,like music at the stilly hour #agb ,o ,lord1 ,thou in the hour of need #agd ,my harp upon the willows1 grave #agf ,to ,thee my soul enraptured sings #agh ,modern ,greek ,hymns-- ,christ ,the ,word6 ,thine ,incarnation #ahc ,come1 keep this ,feast1 who holy things revere #ahf ,,introduction ,critics are of three classes3--the laudatory1 who1 if they see anything to complain of1 make no complaint2 the severe1 who1 if they see anything deserving commendation1 say nothing about it2 and the discriminating1 who see both and say it1 and at the same time throw out hints which as a rule are both acceptable and helpful4 ,particularly is this the case when the advice tendered confirms a growing conviction on the part of a writer4 ,one cannot work continuously at a subject1 and all the while get the thoughtful criticism of his observers1 without improving his methods4 ,from a review of a recent volume by the writer1 the following is taken3--,it seems to us that it is in the adaptation1 rather than strict translation1 that the wealth of thought and emotion buried in the service books of the ,eastern ,church will be minted into coin of golden praise meet for sanctuary use1 and comparable in worth and beauty to the splendid currency of these latter days4 ,this is strictly true1 and it is the conviction which has for some time possessed the author1 with the result that he has been giving less attention to translation1 or transliteration1 and more attention to suggestion1 adaptation1 and reminiscence4 ,one cannot spend a day with the ,greek service books 7say with the ,triodion1 which contains the incomparable ,lenten and ,easter offices7 without having his mind filled with thoughts the most beautiful1 thoughts which can sometimes be expressed in almost identical phrase with the original1 but which oftener1 in order to do them justice by revealing them in all their richness1 require to be dwelt upon1 expanded1 and clothed in appropriate western phrase4 ,this is without doubt the best way in which to deal with the praise material of the ,greek service books1 and the present writer has set himself in this volume to act according to that conviction4 ,here1 there are fewer translations than in any former volume1 and the greater number of the hymns are reminiscences of the ,greek4 ,the contents of this book may be ranged under three categories3--,a few translations or renderings1 as literal as it is possible or desirable to make them2 centos1 or patchwork1 i4e41 pieces which are not versions of any particular hymn in the original1 but which are made up of portions of various hymns2 and suggestions1 or reminiscences of the ,greek4 ,in the case of the last1 the best that can be said of them is that they owe their existence in the present instance1 to the ,greek4 ,while to the ordinary reader there may be nothing in these suggestions to indicate their source1 no one who is acquainted with the praise of the ,eastern ,church will fail to detect here and there certain marks which inevitably announce their origin4 ,in most cases initial ,greek headlines have been dispensed with1 for the reason that they can serve no useful purpose1 nor indicate with any certainty the source of any particular hymn4 ,when one rises from a contemplation of ,christian worship as it is presented to him in the ancient forms of the ,apostolic ,church1 it is with pain that his ears are assailed with charges which he knows to be as lacking in truth as they would be if they were levelled against ourselves4 ,god knows how far we have all drifted from our ideal1 and those who have the best excuse1 not the farthest4 ,but this offensive and ungrateful spirit is surely unbecoming on the part of those who owe so much to the ,church which they censure4 ,if ,christian love would abound on all sides1 how soon would the wounds of ,christ's ,body heal6 ,if those deep wounds are to be bound up1 it will only be by pouring in oil and wine4 ,controversy and argument have been tried for centuries4 ,they have failed4 ,we must all begin where the beloved ,st4 ,john so feelingly bids us1--,little children1 love one another4 ,love implies humility1 and if we are humble1 and stoop to love1 we will find hearts all over the world only longing and praying for the balm of that ,divine oil4 ,then dogmatic differences will be solved in a new manner1 and much more4 ,it is not a pleasant task to revert to the censures which are hurled against the ,eastern ,church1 by critics who are obviously ignorant of her past history1 and who seem to have taken no trouble to acquaint themselves with her present position2 but when one is continually met with the same offensive statements1 offensive because untrue1 there is only one thing to be done1 and that is to meet them with the truth1 and refute them on every possible occasion1 in the hope that in the end the truth will be vindicated4 ,the charges have certainly not the charm of variety2 they are painfully monotonous3--,the ,greek ,church is dead1 and non-missionary4 ,certainly non-missionary1 if dead6 ,to say of any organization1 church or other1 that it is dead and non-progressive1 is to say the worst that could be said4 ,dead6 ,and what are the signs of death in the ,eastern ,church8 ,truly they are marvellously unusual4 ,is it because she preserves the beauty1 dignity1 and quiet solemnity1 which must ever be associated with true worship1 and refuses to admit methods which are alien to it8 ,many of our ,churches have become societies1 or guilds 7a familiar term in these days71 in which are included every attraction which can appeal to the eyes of the world4 ,a ,pleasant ,sunday ,afternoon1 is the guise in which the worship of ,god is presented to men who are not attracted by the calm and rest of ,god's house2 and the methods employed are bringing with them their inevitable results4 ,we fear the ,church is in danger of forgetting that its prime function is to preserve the ,holy ,worship of ,god1 and by its means to establish the saints in ,the ,faith2 and that its mission is to go down to the world1 inspiring those who are there with the spirit of ,christ2 returning at the appointed time to observe the worship of ,god in ,his house1 and bringing with it those who are weary with the toil of life1 that they may be refreshed2 and is allowing the world to invade its sanctuary1 and scare away the spirit of true worship4 ,it is not enough to say that present-day methods must be observed1 that people will not come to church unless it conforms to the spirit of the times4 ,the human soul will still desire to dwell in the house of the ,lord1 to behold ,his beauty and to enquire1 when it feels impelled by the ,blessed ,spirit of ,god1--when it longs for peace and spiritual refreshment which can only be found in communion with the ,divine4 ,doubtless1 to the pushful spirit of the age1 the ,church which preserves in calm dignity the form of worship which has been handed down to it through the ages1 and tenaciously adhered to in the midst of persecution and martyrdom1 and refuses to admit the methods of the concert hall1 the debating society1 and the lecture room1 must appear to be a dead ,church indeed4 ,so be it6 ,but1 it is asked1 what evidences are there that the ,greek ,church is a living ,church8 ,what is she doing in the field of literature1 theological in particular8 ,and in aggressive ,christian work at home and abroad8 ,from this enquiry we cannot exclude the ,greek ,church in ,russia1 for1 while in the ancient sphere of that ,church's operation 7in ,greece1 and ,turkey1 and ,asia ,minor7 much is being done in the domain of education in her schools and theological colleges1 and in theological literature1 it is in ,russia1 where none of the grievous hindrances to activity exists which for #fjj years have frustrated many of her efforts at home1 but where free scope and encouragement for its exercise are guaranteed1 that most evidence of progress is seen4 ,here is the testimony of one who cannot1 prima facie1 be deemed unprejudiced4#a ,a few years ago1 ,father ,aurelio ,palmieri was sent to ,russia by the ,vatican to procure books and manuscripts for the ,russian section of the ,papal library at ,rome4 ,he writes in the ,tserkoviya ,viedomosto 7,december #f1 #aijd73--;,it is time to render justice to the truth1 and to put an end to those many calumnies1 which are propagated against ,russia by envious and interested persons--persons who desire to deprive her of her influence1 and to rob her of her prestige4 ,in the ,russian universities1 the instruction given is far more serious than that given in our own ,italy2 and the magnificent ,ecclesiastical ,academies1 all under religious influence1 at ,st4 ,petersburg1 ,moscow1 ,kieff1 and ,kazan1 make us feel a sense of sadness at the miserable and insufficient instruction that is given to our own ,italian clergy4 ,let us say frankly1 that in our ,italy1 and even at ,rome1 we possess no such establishments which for beauty of organization1 capable professors1 and wealth of libraries1 can rival these ,russian ,ecclesiastical ,academies4 ,to convince people of the truth of my assertion1 ,i need only refer them to the superb official organs of these ,academies 444 and set out what a vast quantity of scientific works this ,father ,palmieri does is brought together in these collections of ,russian theological writers1 and how far we in ,italy are from giving to the study of theology the development which it receives in ,russia4444 ,i invite the scholars1 not only of ,italy1 but of every nation1 to make acquaintance with the innumerable collection of books now in the ,vatican4 ,they will there find convincing testimony to the intensity of the intellectual work in ,russia1 and to the scientific vitality of her ,church4444 ,again1 in his book1 ,la ,chiesa ,russa 7,florence1 #aijh71 he deplores1 not the ignorance of the ,east1 but the ignorance of the ,west4 ,it is deplorable1 he says1 that the intense scientific production of ,russia is almost totally ignored by the ,west4444 ,a great nation like ,russia is not a negligible quantity affected by an intellectual quagmire 7p4 #fga74 ,the ,russian ,ecclesiastical literature is rich in monographs on particular subjects1 and above all in ,patristic theology4 ,in this sphere of research1 ,russian ,orthodoxy can even outrival the ,german science4 ,such is the testimony of one of the most cultured men in ,italy4 ,the question is sometimes asked1 ,what is the ,greek ,church doing at the present time in the department of hymnody1 in which her ancient offices are so rich8 ,much2 but as present day compositions are not used in the canonical services1 the supply of such material is not encouraged as it would be in other circumstances1 and as it is in the ,west1 where the demand for material for congregational hymnaries is so persistent4 ,but the ,greek ,church can boast of many hymn writers in her communion1 whose compositions would do no discredit to our ,western hymnaries4 ,any bookseller in ,athens would supply a catalogue of ,greek hymnological work to any interested enquirer4 ,the writer has before him at this moment a volume of hymns1 ,,triadikon 7,athens1 #aiji71 the work of ,bishop ,nektarios1 who for many years was head of the great ,rhizareion ,theological ,college in ,athens4 ,the volume contains about two hundred pieces suitable for use during the ,church seasons1 and for general use4 ,they were1 however1 composed1 so the author writes1 to be read reverently1 or sung privately1 in the household4 ,the language of the hymns composed by present day hymn-writers has the modern flavour1 and so presents difficulties which1 however1 the student who has a knowledge of the language of the service books can readily overcome1 with the help of a grammar and dictionary of modern ,greek2 for1 while modern ,greek is nine-tenths similar to ancient ,greek 7i4e41 modern ,greek of the first class1 for there are several classes1 according to the grade of society7 it has yet one-tenth which differs1 and it is that tenth which causes trouble4 ,such hymns are used at services extra ecclesiam1--at meetings1 church schools1 colleges1 and monasteries1 or at any other non-canonical service4 ,they are1 as a rule1 set to attractive music1 often by eminent musicians4 ,the translation of two hymns from the fore-mentioned collection by ,bishop ,nektarios1 are included in this volume at pp4 #ahc-f4 ,so1 even in the department of hymnody1 the ,greek ,church is showing no signs of falling away1 and1 although she refuses to admit modern productions into her ,church services1 and adheres to the hymns of her early hymn-writers 7an attitude1 by the way1 very similar to what we in ,scotland maintained until very recent times1 when psalms alone were permitted in our canonical services1 to the exclusion of all hymns71 she has yet a band of hymn-writers who uphold a noble succession1 and keep adding to her treasury of praise1 encouraged in their gracious work by the countenance which the ,church gives to its use on all possible occasions4 ,but the commonest charge levelled against the ,greek ,church is that of being non-missionary2 and the charge which is so utterly untrue1 is deemed sufficient to relegate her to the limbo of the effete and worthless4 ,the truth is1 that the missionary zeal1 and activity of that ,church1 are among the most outstanding features of her history2 and when we consider the terrible odds against which she has had to contend1 both in ,europe and ,asia1 we wonder at the success that has been achieved4 ,let us bear in mind that the population of ,russia alone is about #agj1jjj1jjj1 that the natural increase goes on at the rate of four millions annually1 and that in twenty years the population will amount to about #bej1jjj1jjj4 ,think of the mighty task laid upon the ,church to keep abreast of such a growth1 and at the same time to keep the ,faith alive in the mass1--for the great majority of this vast population are attached to the ,orthodox ,church4 ,and this is the task to which the ,greek ,church addresses herself1 to carry the blessings of ,christianity to the farthest ,russian outpost1 and to keep the flame alive where it has already been kindled4 ,yet this is the ,church which ,english-speaking ,christians call non-missionary4 ,if we take the ,english ,church1 for example1 which prides itself on its missions1 and if we exclude all its missions from the category of mission work which lie within the vast ,empire of ,england's dominions beyond the seas 7that is to say1 from ,india1 ,africa1 ,canada1 ,australia1 to ,english sailors1 etc471 we would find how very few and weak ,english missions really are4 ,what a poor role1 then1 do ,english missions play outside ,english lands6 ,why1 then1 do ,english folk gird at the great ,russian ,church for a lack of missionary zeal when she is labouring hard in her immense county in ,europe and ,asia for ,christ8 ,in ,siberia and ,asia generally she is ever spreading the ,faith1 and that among many tribes and tongues and peoples2 and she has missions in ,japan1 ,china1 ,persia1 ,palestine1 ,alaska1 the ,aleoutine ,islands1 and elsewhere4#b ,what the ,greek ,church is doing in ,russian dominions1 she is doing also in her ancient lands1 although under quite different auspices4 ,in ,turkey and ,asia ,minor she keeps the flame aglow amid adverse conditions1 and provides spiritual food for her vast household4 ,besides1 she is the most active missionary agency in the ,levant4 ,but enough has been said4 ,if we could only overtop the mountains of prejudice1 and we fear we must add1 for it is the parent of prejudice1 ignorance1 which divide the ,west from the ,east1 we should be able to look down not upon a barren wilderness1 but a fruitful vineyard1 in which the servants of ,christ are working under the eye of their ,master1 even as we are working in our separate sphere4 ,let us think about these things4 ---------- #a,vide an article in the ,re-union ,magazine1 by ,f4 ,w4 ,groves ,campbell1 ,,ll4,d41 ,march1 #aiaj 7,london3 ,cope ,fenwick74 #b,vide footnote1 p4 xviii4 ,,hymns ,i am crucified with ,christ3 nevertheless ,i live6 ,i ,my ,god1 shall sin its power maintain1 ,and in my soul defiant live6 ',tis not enough that ,thou forgive1 ,the cross must rise1 and self be slain4 ,,ii ,then in my life ,thy love reveal1-- ,as by ,the ,christ ,who bore the cross1 ,so by my sacrifice and loss1 ,and by the bitter pangs ,i feel4 ,,iii ,o ,god of love1 ,thy love declare1-- ',tis not enough that ,christ should die1 ,i too1 with ,him1 in death must lie1 ,and in my death ,his anguish share4 ,,iv ,lord1 is it nothing now1 to ,thee8-- ,yea1 it is much1 that well ,i know1 ,for ,thou hast memory of the woe ,that filled ,thy soul at ,calvary4 ,v ,and ,thou wilt come with gracious aid1 ,when1 burdened on the awful road1 ,i fall beneath the grievous load ,upon my fainting spirit laid4 ,,vi ,nor let me feel ,thou hast no care1 ,though arrows fly1 and darkness fall2 ,sin must be slain1 but when ,i call ,thou art attentive to my prayer4 ,,vii ,o ,god of love1 ,thy power disclose1-- ',tis not enough that ,christ should rise1 ,i1 too1 must seek the brightening skies1 ,and rise from death1 as ,christ arose4 ,,viii ,and from the cross1 and to the grave ,descend2 and when the morning breaks1 ,to life anew the soul awakes ,that sin nor death shall e'er enslave4 ,,ix ,the cross is love3 the ,christ's1 and mine2-- ',tis life to die1 and death to live1 ,and not enough that ,god forgive1 ,if ,i would live the life divine4 ,,christmas ,doxa en hypsistois ,the4 ,i ,hark6 upon the morning breezes1 ,in the darkness1 ere the waking1 ,music sweet the senses pleases1 ,soft upon the stillness breaking2-- ,glory1 ,glory6 this the singing1 ,welcome to ,immanuel bringing4 ,,ii ,shepherds at their watch beholding ,angels clad in glistening whiteness1 ,heard the wondrous news unfolding ',mid that dazzling scene of brightness2-- ,glory1 ,glory6 peace1 and kindness1 ,light is breaking on our blindness4 ,,iii ,glorious morn6 ,the sun uprising1 ,shone upon a world rejoicing2 ,god is with us1 truth surprising2 ,list to song the message voicing1-- ,glory1 ,glory6 ages told it1 ,heavenly voices now unfold it4 ,,iv ,god adored1 our nature wearing6 ,ah1 such condescending meekness6 ,stooping to a world despairing1 ,full of pity for our weakness2-- ,glory1 ,glory6 praises swelling1 ,god hath made with man ,his dwelling4 techthentos tou ,christou4 ,i ,hail to the morn that dawns on eastern hills1 ,more radiant far than any earthly morn2 ',tis heavenly light that all creation fills2-- ,the ,christ is born4 ,,ii ,mystery profound1 through all the ages sealed1 ,now1 to a world all hopeless1 and forlorn1 ,in ,bethlehem's manger is at length revealed2-- ,the ,christ is born4 ,,iii ,lo1 from their watch1 the herdsmen raise their eyes1 ,for1 dazzling light the robe of night had torn1 ,and angels poured their raptures from the skies1-- ,the ,christ is born4 ,,iv ,bring ye your gifts of gold and incense rare ,wise men who come1 all travel-stained and worn1 ,find ye the ,child1 and pay your homage there2-- ,the ,christ is born4 ,v ,hail to the morn1 the world exulting sings2 ,only to ,him1 in fealty we are sworn1 ,lord of our lives1 ,immortal ,king of kings6-- ,the ,christ is born4 hoi magoi ta dra prospherousin2 hoi poimenes to thauma kryttousin4 ,i ,hail to the ,king1 ,who comes in weakness now1 ,no wreath of gold encircleth ,his brow1 ,lowly ,his state1--in lowly worship bow2 ,hail to the ,king6 ,,ii ,born of ,his ,maiden ,mother1 pure as snow1 ,son of our ,god1 begotten long ago1 ,ere yet the stream of time began to flow2 ,hail to the ,king6 ,,iii ,nowhere was found a shelter for ,his head1 ,humble ,he lay1 e'en where the oxen fed1 ,no couch nor crib1 a manger was ,his bed2 ,hail to the ,king6 ,,iv ,herdsmen were there who heard the angels sing2 ,wise men from far who myrrh and incense bring1 ,no other hand bestowed an offering2 ,hail to the ,king6 ,v ,hail to the ,king6 ,o ,christ upon ,thy throne1 ,look on the souls which ,thou didst make ,thine own1 ,when by ,thy ,birth and ,death ,thou did'st atone2 ,hail to the ,king6 ,euphrainesthe ,dikaioi2 ouranoi agalliasthe2 skirtsate ta or1 ,christou gennthentos4 ,christmas4 ,i ,ye saints exult with cheerful song1 ,ye heavens be glad this morn1 ,and let the mountains leap for joy1 ,for ,christ on earth is born4 ,,ii ,behold the ,virgin ,mother holds ,the ,child in warm embrace1-- ,the ,one-begotten ,son of ,god1 ,incarnate ,word of grace4 ,,iii ,and shepherds from their lonely watch1 ,by angel guidance given1 ,at ,bethlehem found the ,promised ,child1 ,and praised the ,god of heaven4 ,,iv ,and heavenly choirs their music poured1 ,upon the stillness1 then1 ,ascribing glory unto ,god1 ,and peace on earth to men4 ,v ,lo1 wise men from the ,morningland1 ,their costly treasures bear1 ,and at the manger worshipped low1 ,and laid their offerings there4 ,,vi ,now1 with the angel host who sang1 ,we join our thankful praise1 ,to ,god the ,father1 ,god the ,son1 ,and ,holy ,ghost1 always4 ,ho ,patr eudoksen1 ,stichera ,idiomela4 ,christmas4 ,i ,he came because the ,father willed1 ,and from the midst of heaven's renown1 ,the promise to our world fulfilled1 ,and won a kingdom for ,his crown4 ,,ii ,he came because ,he willed to bear ,the burden that ,his love imposed2 ,and all our lot of sorrow share1 ,until the day in darkness closed4 ,,iii ,ah6 angels hailed that morning bright1 ,and in the heavens their carols sung2 ,but ,god ,himself was hid in night1 ,when sin and death their arrows flung4 ,,iv ,but not to sink beneath their power1 ,the ,god-man girt ,him for the fray2 ,and from the darkness of that hour1 ,there sprang the light of endless day4 ,v ,and wounded souls the triumph knew2 ,fresh courage to the faint was given2 ,and e'en the dead to life anew1 ,rose in the glorious might of heaven4 ,,vi ,for sin was crushed1 and death was slain2-- ,all hail1 the great victorious ,son1 ,who mounts the throne of heaven again1 ,to rule the kingdom ,he has won4 ,christos ho ,basileus4 ,i ,now the ,king ,immortal ,comes to claim ,his own1-- ,shepherds at their watch by night1 ,hail the glory of the light-- ,they1 and they alone4 ,,ii ,heralds from the heaven-land1 ,tell ,his ,advent clear2-- ,where the sound of hurrying feet8 ,where the crowds come forth to greet8 ,where the loyal cheer8 ,,iii ,angels1 on the night winds ,have their carols thrown1-- ,theirs1 the music rapturous1 sweet1 ,theirs1 the songs the ,monarch greet1 ,theirs1 and theirs1 alone4 ,,iv ,ah1 the silent night hours1 ,ah1 the slumberers1 prone1-- ,mortals wake1 arise1 adore1 ,angels1 shepherds1 honours pour1 ,they1 and they1 alone4 ,v ,jesu1 ,king ,immortal1 ,mount thy rightful throne2 ,loyal hearts their plaudits pour1 ,heavenly choirs in songs adore1 ,they1 not they alone4 ,augoustou monarchsantos epi ts gs1 h polyarchia tn anthrpn epausato4 ,by ,cassia the ,recluse4 ,menaeon ,dec4 #be4 ,i ,when o'er the world ,augustus reigned1 ,the rule of kingships felt decay2 ,and when our ,lord appeared as ,man1 ,the idol shrines were swept away4 ,,ii ,one earthly power the people knew1 ,one world-embracing rule obeyed2 ,then ,gentiles to the ,godhead knelt1 ,and undivided homage paid4 ,,iii ,and when the monarch's will was known1 ,a census of the tribes was told2 ,then1 in the name of ,christ their ,god1 ,his faithful subjects were enrolled4 ,,iv ,for great ,thy mercy is to us1 ,o ,god1 our ,king1 ,whose rule we own1 ,and we will render while we live1 ,one glory to ,thy name alone4 nyn panta peplrtai phtos4 ,i ,o ,light1 resplendent of the morn ,on golden pinions upwards borne1 ,that usherest in the day2 ,we rise responsive to the call1 ,as night removes her dusky pall1 ,and speeds her flight away4 ,,ii ,o ,light1 that1 from the ,father's face1 ,shone on our world with winning grace1 ,when darker night prevailed2 ,we rise to greet ,thine ,advent bright1 ,all hail6 majestic in ,thy might1 ,when darkness is assailed4 ,,iii ,o let my soul ,thy rising see2 ,from every cloud my vision free1 ,and on my pathway shine2 ,then shall my course1 in safety trod1 ,lead ever nearer to my ,god1 ,the source of light divine4 ,,iv ,o ,jesus1 ,morn of better day1 ,thou ,light of lights1 ,whose gladsome ray ,gives light1 and life1 and cheer2 ,light to my soul1 and life impart1 ,and fill with joy my inmost heart1 ,and scatter night and fear4 ,,passiontide ,i ,o wounded hands and feet6 ,o heart1 with spear thrust torn6 ,o brow1 with blood drops falling down1 ,beneath the stinging thorn6 ,o ,jesus1 ,lord divine1 ,why was such anguish ,thine8 ,,ii ,the angels were amazed1 ,the sun refused his light1 ,and they who knew that ,christ was ,god1 ,turned from the woeful sight2-- ,o ,jesus1 ,lord divine1 ,why was such anguish ,thine8 ,,iii ,my soul1 can'st thou not tell8 ,why such a sacrifice8 ,hast thou no needs1 for which alone ,the cross can find supplies8 ,o ,jesus1 ,lord divine1 ,why was such anguish ,thine8 ,,iv ,for thee the cross was reared2 ,for thee the ,christ was slain2 ,for thee ,he sojourned with the dead1 ,and rose to life again2-- ,o ,jesus1 ,lord divine1 ,thus was the anguish ,thine4 ,i ,when ,jesus to the judgment hall ,by cruel men was led1 ,he wore a purple robe of scorn1 ,and thorns upon ,his head2-- ,they called ,him ,king1 and bowed the knee1 ,and paid ,him homage1 mockingly4 ,,ii ,away6 let ,him be crucified6 ,the impious shouts proclaim2 ,and forth they led the ,son of ,god ,to die a death of shame2 ,and passing thence amid' the crowd1 ,beneath a ponderous cross ,he bowed4 ,,iii ,behold ,him nailed upon the cross ,and left alone to die1 ,while from the awful scene of death ,his timid followers fly2-- ,in agony ,he groaned and sighed1 ,and faint1 ,he bowed the head1 and died4 ,,iv ,ah1 cruel death for ,him to die1 ,ah1 vilest death of shame1-- ,who1 to redeem our guilty souls1 ,from ,god1 in pity came2-- ,the glory of the ,father's throne ,he left1 to make our souls ,his own4 ,v ,o ,jesus1 to ,thy cross ,i cling1 ,for ,thou1 my ,lord1 art there1 ,who1 in ,thy love1 ,true ,man became1 ,my load of sin to bear2 ,and lo1 ,i lift my eyes to heaven1 ,for ,god in mercy hath forgiven4 ,i ,they brought ,him to the hill of death ,where ruthless felons died1 ,and there1 upon a cross of shame1 ,the ,christ was crucified2 ,by wicked men the nails were driven1 ,and ,god1 in silence1 looked from heaven4 ,,ii ,they bade ,him find ,his help in ,god1 ,if ,he were ,christ indeed1 ,and save ,himself1 as ,he had saved ,so many in their need2 ,such taunting words like venom stung1 ,and ,god beheld the arrows flung4 ,,iii ,they wagged their heads in mocking scorn1 ,and bade the ,christ come down1-- ,while from ,his wounds the blood-drops fell1 ,and from the thorny crown2 ,the spear uplifted pierced ,his side1 ,and ,god beheld the crimson tide4 ,,iv ,all dark at noon1 the sun refused ,his wonted light to shed1 ,for sin and death had ,god defied1 ,and ,christ ,his ,son was dead2 ,and ,god had turned ,his face away1 ,nor heard the ,christ in anguish pray4 ,v ,all hail the ,resurrection morn6 ,the light returns again1 ,and ,christ is throned at ,god's right hand ,who once for man was slain2 ,and ,god extends ,his pardoning grace1 ,nor hides the brightness of ,his face4 ,i ,watch with ,me1 ,the ,master said1 ,and the night around ,him fell1 ,while the snares of sin and hell1 ,on ,his awful path were spread4 ,,ii ,but they slumbered while ,he prayed2-- ,they who were ,his constant care1 ,heard no echo of ,his prayer1 ,when ,his soul was sore dismayed4 ,,iii ,then ,he held the cup of woe1 ,and the prayer to ,god was made1-- ,thrice in agony ,he prayed1 ,that ,he might the draught forego4 ,,iv ,but the will of ,god was done1 ,in the garden1 on that night1 ,and ,he rose in all the might ,of the well-beloved ,son4 ,v ,ah1 my soul1 thy ,lord behold1-- ,wake from slumber1 hear ,him pray1 ,all thy griefs are borne away1 ,by ,his agony1 untold4 ,,vi ,and the strength of ,god is thine ,when the will of ,god is done ,in obedience1 as a son1 ,conscious of a love divine4 ,i ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 ,and surging crowds around ,him pressed2 ,with breaking heart1 and soul distressed1 ,he bore the cross on which ,he died4 ,,ii ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 ,and ,he the well-beloved ,son1 ,the ,son of ,god ,who should have won ,the love ,he never once denied4 ,,iii ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 ,and to the wood ,his hands were nailed1 ,and mocking words ,his ears assailed1 ,that ,god1 ,who looked from heaven1 defied4 ,,iv ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 ,and when the deed of night was done1 ,the light was blotted from the sun1 ,and hell's abode exulting1 cried4 ,v ,they cried1 ,let ,him be crucified6 ,ah1 ,lord1 my soul with anguish burns1 ,as to that cruel cross it turns1 ,for 'twas for me the ,saviour died4 ,i ,o darkest night that ever fell6 ,before the sun had set1 ,the light was blotted from the heavens1 ,and death1 and darkness met4 ,,ii ,for ,god had turned ,his face away ,from all the sin ,he bore1 ,whom in ,his love to earth ,he sent1 ,to bear our suffering sore4 ,,iii ,ah6 darkest night that ever falls ,on soul of human race1 ,when ,god in anger turns away ,the brightness of ,his face2 ,,iv ,then1 sun and moon1 and stars are lost1 ,amid' our hopeless night2 ,and all the radiant bliss of life ,is curtained from our sight4 ,v ,o ,christ1 ,thou art our ,light1 and ,sun1 ,our ,hope 'mid guilty fears2 ,no night surrounds ,thy presence now1 ,nor threatening cloud appears2 ,,vi ,and sin and death no longer reign1 ,nor day to dark declines1 ,for1 from the ,father's face1 a light ,of reconcilement shines4 ,i ,nailed to the cross the ,saviour dies1 ,while earth is moved with sore dismay1 ,and e'en the sun1 though high at noon1 ,in anguish veils the light of day4 ,,ii ,then hell and darkness riot held1 ,and sin and death combined their power ,to crush the ,christ ,whom sinful men ,had hastened to that awful hour4 ,,iii ,but ,o1 'twas darkness deeper still ,than o'er the earth in blackness lay1 ,when ,god beheld the suffering ,son1 ,and turned from ,him ,his face away4 ,,iv ,ah6 whence that suffering8 ,whence that woe8 ,the horror felt by earth and sky8 ,the victory of the powers of night1 ,that doomed the ,god-man there to die8 ,v ,my soul distressed1 look up6 behold6 ,with light from heaven the earth is filled2-- ,the ,christ that awful conflict met1 ,because a ,god of wisdom willed4 ,,vi ,now sin its latest shaft has hurled1 ,and death put forth its utmost might1 ,but1 lo1 the ,christ the conflict stood1 ,and sin and death are vanquished1 quite4 ,,vii ,glory to ,thee our souls proclaim1 ,great ,son of ,god1 ,thou ,victor strong2 ,thy love inspires our hearts to sing1 ,the victory fills our endless song4 ,i ,o ,son of ,god1 afflicted1 ,and slain for sinful men1 ,my soul hath oft' depicted ,what ,thou didst suffer then1-- ,the pain1 the grief1 the sighing1 ,the burden of ,thy woe1 ,the cross1 the shame1 the dying ,that filled ,thy life below4 ,,ii ,ah1 why from heavenly blessing ,didst ,thou to earth descend1 ,and share the woes distressing1 ,to be the sinner's ,friend8 ,the angels looked amazd1 ,while men untouched beheld ,the ,christ to souls debasd1 ,by love divine impelled4 ,,iii ',twas love1 'twas love unbounded1 ,as high as heaven ascends1 ,as deep as depths unsounded1 ,and broad as earth extends2 ,yea1 'twas a love undying1 ,that suffered for my sake2-- ,lord1 may a love replying1 ,within my soul awake4 ,i ,this be our prayer1 ,o ,saviour of our souls1 ,when night is dark1 and muttering thunder rolls1 ,for none but ,thee the power of hell controls1-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,ii ,there is no help1 if ,thou no help wilt bring2 ,no heavenly messenger on speedy wing2 ,hope gilds the morn1 if to ,thy cross we cling1-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iii ,woeful the threats that flash from ,sinai's hill2 ,dark are the fears1 our guilty souls that fill2 ,help we have none1--,o then1 of ,thy sweet will1 ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iv ,strong is the arm that in our cause was raised1-- ,christ1 be ,thy name to endless ages praised1 ,who1 at the hands of sinners was abased2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,v ,doomed to our death1 the ,god-man bowed the head2 ,pierced for our sins1 upon the cross ,he bled2 ,life is ,his gift1 ,who liveth1 and was dead2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord2 ,,vi ,life1 and to live1 amid the bliss beyond1 ,where souls beloved1 to loving souls respond1 ,free from all bondage in ,thy gentle bond1-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,easter ,i ,lo1 in its brightness the morning arising1 ,gold on the hilltops in richness is spread2 ,heaven decks the earth with a beauty surprising1 ,light is the victor1 and darkness hath fled4 ,,ii ,lord of the morning1 our souls are awaking1 ,flood them with beauty1 and free them from gloom2 ,morn speaks of joy1 for when morning was breaking1 ,free from death's bands ,thou did'st rise from the tomb4 ,,iii ,souls that in slumber behold not the beauty1 ,see not the ,master arise in ,his might2 ,hear not the call to the doing of duty1 ,know not the rapture that thrills in the light4 ,,iv ,morn speaks of life1--let us rise to new living1 ,rise with the ,lord to the freedom ,he gives1 ,give to the world what the morning is giving1 ,hope that was born in the darkness1 and lives4 ,v ,lo1 in its brightness the morning arising1-- ,lord of the morning1 our darkness dispel2 ,shine in our souls1 till1 the sordid despising1 ,rise we from earth in ,thy presence to dwell4 ,i ,in the dark of early morn1 ,ere the light dispelled the gloom1 ,came the hearts with sorrow torn1 ,weeping to the lonely tomb4 ,,ii ,brought they aromatics rare ,culled from every choicest stem1 ,and from gardens blooming fair ,round thy slopes1 ,jerusalem4 ,,iii ,ah1 the thoughts that filled the mind1 ,as they journeyed all alone1 ,for the ,blessed ,lord was kind1 ,and they loved ,him as their own4 ,,iv ,glistening in the morning grey1 ,whence those garments fairer far ,than the light that hails the day ,in the glorious morning star8 ,v ,list6 their voices1 heavenly1 sweet1 ,as the light clad angels say1 ,come1 behold in reverence meet1 ,where the risen ,master lay4 ,,vi ,hail the gladness1 hail the day1 ,bring no spices1 bring no tears2 ,death has lost its power to slay1 ,and the grave is reft of fears4 ,i ,glory to ,god6 ,the morn appointed breaks1 ,and earth awakes from all the woeful past1 ,for1 with the morn1 the ,lord of ,life awakes1 ,and sin and death into the grave are cast4 ,,ii ,glory to ,god6 ,the cross with all its shame1 ,now sheds its glory o'er a ransomed world2 ,for ,he ,who bore the burden of our blame1 ,with pierced hands the foe to hell hath hurled4 ,,iii ,glory to ,god6 ,sing ransomed souls again1-- ,and let your songs our glorious ,victor laud1 ,who by ,his might hath snapped the tyrant's chain1 ,and set us free to rise with ,him to ,god4 ,,iv ,darkness and night farewell6 the morn is here2 ,welcome6 the light that ushers in the day2 ,visions of joy before our sight appear1 ,and like the clouds1 our sorrows melt away4 ,v ,great ,son of ,god1 ,immortal1 and renowned6 ,brighter than morn the glory on ,thy brow2 ,crowns must be won1 and ,thou art nobly crowned1 ,for death is dead1 and sin is vanquished now4 ,i ,glory to ,god6 the ,christ hath left the tomb1 ,and ere the dawn upon the earth had broke1 ,the ,light of lights had burst upon its gloom1 ,when ,he1 our ,light1 from death's dark sleep awoke4 ,,ii ,were there no eyes to gaze upon the sight8 ,no hearts to sing1 when sundered was the prison8 ,watchers there were1 who lingered through the night1 ,angels who said1 ,the ,master hath arisen4 ,,iii ,where now its sting1 since death itself is dead8 ,where now the power that held the captive bound8 ,weave laurels gay to crown the ,victor's head1 ,sing carols loud till earth and heaven resound4 ,,iv ,break1 happy morn6 and let the world be glad1 ,night is no more1 and all our fears are gone2 ,joy fills the souls that erstwhile had been sad1 ,hope fills the tomb1 where hope had never shone4 ,v ,sleepers1 awake6 ,the ,christ from death awoke1 ,break into song1 and let the silence sing1 ,speak to the world what language never spoke1 ,bring from a tomb what mourners cannot bring4 ,,vi ,glory to ,god6 ,the ,christ hath left the tomb1 ,hope in our souls is shining as the sun2 ,clouds bring no fear1 for in the deepest gloom1 ,rest we in faith1--the ,victory is won4 ,i ,rise1 ,o glorious orb of day1-- ,christ no longer fills the grave1 ,he hath risen with power to save1-- ,rise1 and clear our night away4 ,,ii ,day1 by seer and psalmist sung1 ,gladdest day for earth and heaven1 ,for the ,christ1 ,whom ,god had given1 ,hath the power from hades wrung4 ,,iii ,clouds of darkness1 bow the head1 ,weep in raindrops in the night6 ,sorrow now is chased from sight1 ,for the living ,christ was dead4 ,,iv ,heaven above1 and earth below1-- ,men and angels raise the strain1 ,death could not the ,christ retain1-- ,let your praises endless flow4 ,v ,ah1 the spear1 the thorns1 the nails1 ,ah1 the dying and the death1 ,and the slow expiring breath1-- ,but the suffering ,christ prevails4 ,,vi ,where can death bestow his prey8 ,can he hold the ,lord of life8 ,better he had shirked the strife1 ,than have lost his power for aye4 ,,vii ,rise1 ,o glorious orb of day6 ,christ no longer fills the grave1 ,he hath risen with power to save1-- ,rise1 and clear our night away4 ,,ascension anabas eis hypsos4 ,ascension4 ,i ,borne on the clouds the ,christ arose ,to where the light celestial glows1 ,till1 farther than the eye could view1 ,he passed the heavenly portals through4 ,,ii ,ended the weary life below1 ,the painful toil1 the grief1 the woe2 ,the conflict of the cross is past1 ,and sin and death are slain at last4 ,,iii ,now1 list the heavenly song begun ,by hosts in garments like the sun2 ,lift up1 lift up your heads1 ye gates6 ,the glorious ,king an entrance waits4 ,,iv ,ascended ,christ6 in mercy yet1 ,think of the hearts on ,olivet1 ,and in ,thy wondrous grace restore ,thy living ,presence gone before4 ,v ,and let the ,spirit's aid revive ,our waiting souls that faithful strive1 ,till from our ,olivet we soar1 ,to dwell with ,thee for evermore4 arate pylas4 ,i ,lift up the gates1 ,the ,lord of heaven appears2 ,thrust wide the doors1 ,the ,king of glory nears2 ,the throne is ,his ,whose arm of might ,o'erthrew the tyrant in the fight4 ,,ii ,lift up the gates1-- ,the gates of hades fell2 ,thrust wide the doors1 ,he burst the doors of hell1 ,and prisoners in the dark abode1 ,exulting1 hailed the ,son of ,god4 ,,iii ,lift up the gates1-- ,no power ,his might can meet2 ,thrust wide the doors1 ,the foe is at ,his feet2 ,the path is cleared1 the prize is won1 ,enter1 ,thou all-victorious ,son4 ,,iv ,lift up the gates1-- ,they come who welcome win2 ,thrust wide the doors1 ,and let ,his followers in2 ,they come from toil and conflict long1 ,ten thousand times ten thousand strong4 ,v ,lift up the gates1-- ,still valiant deeds are done2 ,thrust wide the doors1 ,for laurels yet are won2 ,and when the victor sheathes his sword1 ,receive the follower of his ,lord4 ,i ,borne on the wings of light1 ,behold the ,lord ascend1 ,up to the portals bright ,where heavenly powers attend1 ,and fling the gates of glory wide1 ,while praises rise like flowing tide4 ,,ii ,back to the ,father's bliss ,from war and strife below1 ,from toil and loneliness ',mid scenes of sin and woe2-- ,loud plaudits hail the ,victor now1 ,who comes with triumph on ,his brow4 ,,iii ,lord1 in the peace of heaven1 ,far from our toil and pain1 ,think of the promise given1 ,and come to us again2-- ,remember1 ,thou1 the toilsome road1 ,that brought ,thee to ,thy blest abode4 ,,iv ,and see the toils we bear1 ,and hear the prayers we send2 ,in answer to our prayers1 ,our needy souls befriend2-- ,we need not languish in the night1 ,though heaven receive ,thee from our sight4 ,v ,o ,promised ,spirit1 come1 ,and fill the empty place1 ,till in our heavenly home ,we look upon ,his face1 ,who fought with us in earthly strife1 ,and won for us immortal life4 ,,pentecost ,i ,like the beams that from the sun1 ,pierce the blackness of the night1 ,come to us1 ,o ,promised ,one1 ,spirit1 ,light4 ,,ii ,pure as saints who have attained1 ,clad in brightness for attire1 ,cleanse our souls by vileness stained1 ,spirit1 ,fire4 ,,iii ,stronger than uplifted arm ,in the tumult of the fight1 ,save our timid souls from harm1 ,spirit1 ,might4 ,,iv ,soothing as the calm that falls ,when the winds and billows cease1 ,comfort us when fear appals1 ,spirit1 ,peace4 ,v ,come1 ,o ,gracious ,spirit1 come1 ,we would have ,thee for our ,guest1 ,make our souls ,thy chosen home1 ,spirit1 ,blest4 ,i ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 in might1 ,and make our weakness strong2 ,renew our valour in the fight ,against the power of wrong4 ,,ii ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 restore ,the zeal our lives have lost1 ,and on our fainting spirits pour ,the grace of ,pentecost4 ,,iii ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 in light ,our minds and hearts to cheer1 ,and pierce the darkness of our night ,of ignorance and fear4 ,,iv ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 in love1 ,reveal the love divine1 ,that stooped to earth from heaven above1 ,in sympathy benign4 ,v ,and while the ages run1 ,our praise shall rise to ,thee2 ,and to the ,father and the ,son1 ,one ,god1 eternally4 ,i ,spirit of ,god1 in love descend1 ,and make our hearts ,thy place of rest1 ,in all our need a steadfast ,friend ,to fill our store with gifts the best2 ,,ii ,to cleanse our souls with holy fire ,from sordid stains that guilt imparts1 ,and with ,thy heavenly power inspire ,our languid zeal1 and fainting hearts2 ,,iii ,to lift our minds to nobler things ,than earth from all its best can show1-- ,the wealth that flies on speedy wings1 ,the fleeting joys1 like sparks that glow4 ,,iv ,come in the hour of sore distress1 ,when1 deep the heart for comfort sighs1 ,and with ,thy soothing kindliness ,the tear-drops wipe from weeping eyes4 ,v ,lo1 ,i am with you to the end1 ,thus speaks the promise of our ,lord2 ,o ,spirit of the ,christ1 descend1 ,fulfil to us the gracious word4 ,i ,lord1 may ,thy ,holy ,spirit calm ,our troubled souls1 and give them rest2 ,and with ,his touch1 like healing balm1 ,allay the pain of the distressed4 ,,ii ,we hear the promise ,thou did'st make ,to lone disciples long ago1 ,and peace and hope our souls o'ertake1 ,and joy dispels our brooding woe4 ,,iii ,now let us feel the ,spirit's power1 ,and let us hear ,his gracious word2 ,fulfil to us this holy hour ,the promise of our dying ,lord4 ,,iv ,come1 ,holy ,ghost1 with warmth of love1 ,with light of hope1 and calm of peace1 ,and raise our sense bound souls above ,the mocking joys of earth that cease4 ,i ,o ,god1 the ,holy ,ghost1 ,thou ,lord of light appear1 ,and1 as of old1 at ,pentecost1 ,come to us1 waiting here2 ,and let the darkness that enshrouds1 ,pass from our souls like passing clouds4 ,,ii ,o ,god1 the ,holy ,ghost-- ,the choicest gifts are ,thine2 ,grant us the grace we covet most1 ,and virtues most divine2 ,and with ,thy purifying fire1 ,consume1 we pray1 our vain desire4 ,,iii ,o ,god1 the ,holy ,ghost1 ,with strength our weakness brace1 ,that e'en the threatenings of a host ,we may with courage face2 ,and put satanic power to flight1 ,that bears upon our souls with might4 ,,iv ,o ,god1 the ,holy ,ghost1 ,our soul's enduring ,friend1 ,for all the gifts of ,pentecost ,our grateful songs ascend2-- ,thee1 with the ,father1 and the ,son ,we worship1 glorious ,three in ,one4 ,,various en ,iordan1 baptizomenou sou ,kyrie1 h ts ,triados ephanerth proskynsis2 ,epiphany1 ,january #f ,i ,when ,jesus to the ,jordan came ,to honour there the rite divine1 ,then1 to the world1 ,his awful claim ,was witnessed by the ,godhead ,trine4 ,,ii ,from heaven the ,father's voice declared ,his pleasure and paternal love2 ,and lo6 the ,holy ,ghost appeared1 ,and wore the likeness of a ,dove4 ,,iii ,thrice holy1 ,jesus ,christ1 art ,thou1 ,by ,father and by ,spirit blessed2 ,we see ,thee at the ,jordan now1 ,and hear ,thy ,godhead there expressed4 ,,iv ,now to the ,father glory be1 ,and to the ,son beloved by ,god1 ,and to the ,spirit1 endlessly1 ,in heaven and all the earth abroad4 metemorphths en t orei ,christe ho ,theos1 deixas tois mathtais sou tn doxan sou1 kaths dynanto4 ,transfiguration1 ,august #f ,i ,when on the mount the ,lord appeared ,transfigured to the sight1 ,his countenance was like the sun1 ,his raiment glistened white4 ,,ii ,but dull the minds1 and dark the eyes1 ,on whom such glory shone2 ,they saw not ,god upon the mount1 ,they saw but man alone4 ,,iii ,and when the dark and cloudy days ,of death and sorrow came1 ,what were their thoughts of ,him who hung ,upon the cross of shame8 ,,iv ,they knew not that the ,god of ,life ,an offering yielded there1 ,and of ,his will endured for all ,the load of sin ,he bare4 ,v ,lord1 to the mount where ,thou art seen ,in all ,thy glory bright1 ,thy servants now would wend their way ,to gaze upon the ,light1 ,,vi ,and there behold1 in glory clad1 ,the ,light to mortals given1 ,that in the night that hid the cross1 ,shone with the light of heaven4 ,idou1 ho basileus sou erchetai4 ,palm ,sunday ,i ,behold1 the ,king of ,zion rides1 ,but not in vain array2 ,the people wave their goodly palms1 ,with garments strew the way2 ,and loud hosannas fill the air ,from crowds that1 surging1 throng2 ',tis meet to honour ,him ,who rides ,with cheer1 and shout1 and song4 ,,ii ,o ,zion1 of your ,god beloved1 ,the day of strife is nigh1 ,yet comes ,he not with armour clad1 ,and sword upon ,his thigh2 ,the weapons of your mighty ,king ,no other hand could wield1 ,the might of ,god is in ,his arm1 ,the will of ,god ,his shield4 ,,iii ,see1 on the cross1 without the wall1 ,the ,king ,immortal dies2 ,not now hosannas fill the air1-- ,the shouts of hell arise2 ,but in that hour of triumph1 deemed1 ,satanic might is slain1 ,for ,he ,who bows the head in death1 ,shall rise to life again4 ,,iv ,o ,zion1 hail your mighty ,king1 ,your palms around ,him wave1 ,and strew your garments in the way ,of ,him ,who rides to save2 ,and when ,he mounts ,his regal throne1 ,by bloody conflict won1 ,give homage to the ,king of heaven1 ,god's ,one ,eternal ,son4 agallesth ta drymou4 ,elevation of the ,cross ,menaeon1 ,sept4 #ad ,i ,waving in the autumn breeze1 ,clap your hands1 ye forest trees1 ,for the arms that now entwine ,needy souls1 were stretched on thine4 ,,ii ,and the cross that bore the weight ,of the ,christ1 ,creator great1 ,by the power that still remains1 ,all the universe sustains4 ,,iii ,emblem1 by the ,church adored2 ,might1 that wields the kingly sword2 ,glory1 of the ransomed host2 ,agony1 of spirits lost4 ,,iv ,cross of ,christ6 we lift our eyes ,and behold the sacrifice2 ,for the arms that now entwine ,needy souls1 were stretched on thine4 ,judgment ,i ,when in the clouds of heaven ,the ,lord1 the ,judge1 appears1 ,when memory brings my sin to light1 ,and conscience fills with fears1-- ,in mercy1 ,lord1 have mercy then1 ,nor rank my soul with wicked men4 ,,ii ,i have no plea to give1 ,the sin is all my own1 ,i cannot bear the searching glance ,nor for that sin atone2 ,i can alone that mercy crave1-- ,o ,lord1 ,thine erring servant save4 ,,iii ,didst ,thou not come to earth8 ,didst ,thou not die for me8 ,and all my sin in mercy bear ,upon the awful tree8 ,i claim that sacrifice1 and pray1 ,turn not my erring soul away4 ,,iv ,the record of my sin1 ,in mercy1 ,lord1 remove1 ,and to a place at ,thy right hand ,call ,thou my soul1 in love2 ,that love divine ,i make my plea1 ,o may that love encircle me4 ton piston oiketn sou1 anapauson hs eusplanchnos4 ,burial of a priest ,i ,rest in the ,lord1 ,o servant by ,his grace1 ,dwell in ,his courts1 and gaze upon ,his face1 ,know nought of toil1 of weariness1 or woe1 ,they rest who serve1 not weary1 as below4 ,,ii ,rest in the ,lord1 the strife of war is past1 ,wear now the wreath of victory at last2 ,e'en death is slain1--the cross of ,christ sufficed1 ,death is not death1 to those who live in ,christ4 ,,iii ,rest in the ,lord1 the goal of life is won1 ,to thee 'tis given to hear the glad ,well done2 ,great their reward1 who1 till their ,lord appear1 ,serve in the vineyard of the ,master1 here4 ,,iv ,rest in the ,lord2 none can ,his honour claim1 ,they honour have1 who honour most ,his name2 ,thine this reward who counted gain but loss1 ,nor felt it shame to glory in the cross4 ,v ,rest in the ,lord2 swift comes the happy time1 ,when we who strive shall reach ,thy fairer clime2 ,christ1 give us welcome when the toil is past1 ,and bring us to the bliss of heaven1 at last4 makaria h hodos1 h poreu smeron1 hoti htoimasth soi topos anapauses4 ,burial of a layman ,i ,thou dost not pass a lonesome way1 ,o soul released from mortal coil1-- ,thou leav'st behind the weight and toil1 ,and thou art blessed of ,god to-day4 ,,ii ,the path thou treadest ,he hath trod ,whom heaven received from death's abode1-- ,he knows each turning of the road ,that brings the unburdened soul to ,god4 ,,iii ,it is not dark1 it is not sad1 ,it is not haunted now with fear1-- ,the saints have found it full of cheer1 ,for with ,his comfort they were glad4 ,,iv ,yea1 with ,his presence thou art blest1 ,and light upon the path is shed1 ,for lo1 ,he liveth ,who was dead1 ,and thou art journeying to thy rest4 ,v ',tis we1 not thou1 who are distressed1 ,for1 blessed1 blessed1 is the way1 ,o soul1 thou journeyest to-day1 ,that leads to everlasting rest4 ,psalm ,i ,i ,the man who erring counsel shuns1 ,nor strays where sinners meet1 ,but in the law of ,god delights ,in meditation sweet1 ,shall reap the happiness of those ,to whom the ,lord ,his favour shews4 ,,ii ,as tree beside the water brooks ,whose leaf unfading lives1 ,and when the time appointed comes1 ,a bounteous fruitage gives2-- ,so shall he prosper all his days1 ,whose hope is in ,god's law always4 ,,iii ,not so the wicked1--they are chaff ,before the wind that flies1 ,nor could they stand ,his searching glance1 ,should ,god in judgment rise2 ,for known to ,god are all the right1 ,but wicked men shall perish quite4 ,psalm ,,ii ,morning ,i ,lord1 a band of foes increasing ,terror to my heart would bring2 ,for they tell my soul unceasing1 ,that no help from ,god can spring4 ,,ii ,yet ,thou art my shield about me1 ,till the time of strife is past2 ,and though cruel foes may flout me1 ,thou wilt hear my prayer at last4 ,,iii ,on my couch when night was falling1 ,lay ,i down devoid of fear2 ,and when morning light was calling1 ,i awoke1 for thou wert near4 ,,iv ,tens of thousands round my dwelling ,stand arrayed to do me harm2 ,but my trust when foes are swelling1 ,rests in ,thine almighty arm4 ,v ,rise1 ,o ,lord1 for ,thou1 victorious1 ,hast the might of sin o'erthrown1 ,and amid ,thy triumph glorious1 ,bless the people ,thou dost own4 ,psalm ,,xxvii ,verses #a-f ,i ,light of my life1 ,o ,lord1 ,thou art1 ,no fear afflicts my trusting heart ,when1 all secure in ,thee ,as in a fortress ,i repose1 ,and evil men1 my direst foes1 ,are baulked that trouble me1 ,,ii ,hosts may encamp on every side1 ,and pallid fear the trust deride ,that saves me from affright2 ,but in the ,lord my hope shall last1 ,till noise of war and strife are past1 ,and flee the powers of night4 ,,iii ,to ,god ,i make this chief request1 ,that ,i in ,his abode may rest ,through all my earthly days1 ,to mark its comeliness and grace1 ,and see the beauty of ,his face1 ,whose love inspires my praise4 ,,iv ,there shall ,i dwell unseen by all1 ,secure when days of trouble call1 ,and evil doers mock2 ,and ,he shall hide me in ,his tent1 ,till all the wrath of man is spent ,as tempests on a rock4 ,v ,therefore to ,thee my praise ,i'll give1 ,and joyful offerings while ,i live ,my grateful soul shall bring2 ,for ,thou my foes hast beaten down1 ,with victory ,thou my head dost crown1 ,and tun'st my heart to sing4 ,morning ,i ,from the hills the light is streaming1 ,hail1 the gladsome morn6 ,earth with busy life is teeming1 ,for the day is born4 ,,ii ,dawn1 ,thou ,light of lights1 undying ,on a fairer day1 ,all creation beautifying ,with ,thy glorious ray4 ,,iii ,weary eyes the hills are scanning ,for the early gleam2 ,souls1 ,thy long delay unmanning1 ,sleep1 and idly dream4 ,,iv ,ah1 my soul1 be up and doing1 ,life will soon be done1 ,night1 the day is close pursuing ,to the setting sun4 ,v ,and the day of ,god shall waken ,to the soul with fear1 ,if1 the call of life forsaken1 ,we are slumbering here4 ,,vi ,from the hills the light is streaming1 ,hail the gladsome morn6 ,and the light of ,god is beaming1-- ,this1 ,his day1 is born4 ,evening ,i ,the day declines to night1 ,the shadows lengthening fall1 ,and see1 the deepening purple light ,throws on the hills its pall2-- ,lord1 be our ,light when suns decline1 ,and in our souls unclouded shine4 ,,ii ,still is the eventide1-- ,calm is the soft repose1 ,when earthly toil is laid aside1 ,and eyelids drooping1 close2 ,lord1 let ,thy peace my soul possess1 ,in everlasting restfulness4 ,,iii ,night of my life draws near2 ,lord1 when the light departs1 ,be all to me that ,thou hast been ,to other trusting hearts1 ,and in the calm that night bestows1 ,let me in peace with ,thee repose4 ,,iv ,the night gives place to morn1 ,the gloom shall pass away1 ,and an eternal day be born1 ,whose sun shall shine for aye2 ,lord1 wake me when the morn is come1 ,and let me find with ,thee my home4 ,the ,new ,year ,all-embracing as the ,greek ,service ,books are1 curiously enough1 strictly speaking1 they contain no ,thanksgiving services4 ,it has been left for the ,russian ,church to make them for the ,greeks to imitate4 ,the models of the ,ectene and ,litanies are found in the ,euchologion1 at vespers1 but adaptations of their petitions to every eventuality in human life1 are the work of ,russians1 whose names1 however1 have not been preserved4 ,here is an example from the ,thanksgiving service for the ,new ,year4 ,i ,lord1 let us feel that ,thou art near1 ,and while we pray1 in mercy hear2 ,crown with ,thy love the opening year2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,ii ,of ,thy benignity1 we pray1 ,thy gracious ,spirit grant alway1 ,our strife and discord to allay2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iii ,may peace our inmost soul possess1 ,and in our lives our converse bless1 ,with unaffected kindliness2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,iv ,our sinful past1 we here repent1 ,with tears our wayward course lament1 ,now1 let ,thy pardoning grace be sent2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,v ,as seasons come1 ,good ,lord ordain ,that we the fruits of earth obtain1 ,send us the sunshine and the rain2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,,vi ,with strength ,thy ,holy ,church endue1 ,the anger of her foes subdue1 ,the offerings of ,thy grace renew2-- ,have mercy1 ,lord4 ,harvest ,hymn ,i ,come1 praise with gladness the ,lord of all creation1 ,heaven tells ,his glory1 earth ,his bounty shews2 ,lowly ,he sought us1 and won for us salvation1 ,grace fills our lives with goodness ,he bestows4 ,refrain4 ,bountiful ,giver1 ,thine be the praise1 ,blessing1 and honour1 and glory1 always4 ,,ii ,spring time and harvest1 and cloud and summer gladness1 ,come to our earth because ,his promise lives2 ,morn smiles with beauty1 and evening soothes our sadness2-- ,such are the treasures that ,his bounty gives4 ,refrain4 ,,iii ,spring time is now1 and summer with its beauty2 ,brightness and sadness here alternate come2 ,lord1 may the flowers1 and fruits of love and duty1 ,blossom and ripen for ,thy harvest home4 ,refrain4 ,,iv ,then when the angels1 the reapers at the ending1 ,gather the fruitage which our lives have grown1 ,may we with gladness1 angel toil attending1 ,sing of the harvest at the heavenly home4 ,refrain4 ,bountiful ,giver1 ,thine be the praise1 ,blessing1 and honour1 and glory1 always4 ,,penitence ,,and ,,love ,i ,now with my weeping would ,i cleanse my soul1 ,and with my grief would shame my sin away2 ,but tears no virtue have to make me whole1 ,nor sorrow power to end sin's hateful sway4 ,,ii ,but yet the heart in sore distress that sighs1 ,looks to the ,christ ,his succour to impart2 ,and ,god receives the pleasing sacrifice1 ,a broken spirit1 and a contrite heart4 ,,iii ,nailed to the cross ,i see my ,saviour bleed1-- ,this is the sacrifice my soul requires2 ,here is the cleansing1 and the power ,i need1 ,to quell the rising of my vain desires4 ,,iv ,speak to my heart1 ,o ,jesus ,christ1 ,who came ,fired by ,thy love1 an offering for sin2 ,and by a love enkindled at that flame1 ,win me forever from the self within4 ,i ,o ,god of love1 on bended knee1 ,we1 guilty sinners1 call on ,thee2 ,now1 by the cross that ,jesus bore1 ,extend ,thy mercy1 we implore4 ,,ii ,we have no plea to urge but this1 ,our own exceeding sinfulness1 ,and all the love to sinners shown ,who claim ,his merits as their own4 ,,iii ,ah1 weary with the toil of sin1 ,we seek ,thy matchless grace to win2 ,lord1 break the fetters that enslave1 ,and let us know ,thy power to save4 ,,iv ,rise on the darkness of the way ,that leads from night to perfect day1 ,and let the joy that light awakes ,possess the soul that sin forsakes4 ,v ,o ,christ1 to ,thee our praise ascends1 ,whose love the needy soul befriends2 ,for1 by ,thy cross our souls are free ,to love and praise1 eternally4 ,i ,o ,god1 in mercy hear1 ,i lift my cry to ,thee1 ,and let ,thy gracious help be sent ,in my perplexity2 ,but ,thou art far away1 ,and ,i am filled with shame1 ,i cannot see ,thy blessed face1 ,and fear to name ,thy name4 ,,ii ,and now a sense of guilt ,inspires me with dismay1-- ,i know that none on earth can take ,that awful load away2 ',tis mine1 the sin1 'tis mine1 ,and mine the guilt to bear1 ,the awful burden of the blame1 ,the cloud of dark despair4 ,,iii ,is there no balm to heal8 ,no pity that can bless8-- ,o ,god1 ,who art so far away1 ,be near in my distress2 ,and heed the tears ,i shed1 ,and hear my woeful cry2 ,and since there is no hand to help1 ,come ,thou in mercy nigh4 ,,iv ',twas then a voice ,i heard1-- ,it came in winning tone1 ,across my night1 from far away1 ,to where ,i prayed alone2 ,it told me of a love1 ,that sought me long ago1 ,and on the cross my burden bore1 ,of sin1 and guilt1 and woe4 ,v ,o blessed cross of ,christ6 ,thou hast my need supplied1 ,for there1 upon thy outstretched arms ,i see the ,crucified2 ,and ,he has sin to bear1 ,that none can call ,his own1-- ,o ,christ1 the sin and guilt ,thou bor'st1 ,are mine1 are mine1 alone4 ,i ,come to the ,christ in tears1 ,and in ,his hearing tell ,thy sins1 and griefs1 and fears1 ,the wants ,he knoweth well2 ,fear not to bring a large request1 ,he gives1 and giveth of ,his best4 ,,ii ,come to the ,christ in tears3 ,the contrite heart ,he wills2 ,and every prayer ,he hears1 ,and every vessel fills2-- ,we never ask1 and sigh unblest1 ,he gives1 and giveth of ,his best4 ,,iii ,come to the ,christ in tears2-- ,as when the clouds depart ,a glorious light appears-- ,so joy shall flood the heart2 ,they cannot weep who share ,his grace1 ,and see the smiling of ,his face4 ,i ,forgive my heart its vain regrets1 ,and1 as ,i cast my eyes behind1 ,subdue the spirit1 ,lord1 that frets1 ,because the light with dark is twined4 ,,ii ,i cannot understand the way ,by which unerring wisdom leads2 ,nor do ,i know for what to pray1 ,unconscious of my deepest needs4 ,,iii ,thou1 ,whose almighty power upholds ,the stars that in their courses move1-- ,whose eye creation's need beholds ,to prompt the outflow of ,thy love2-- ,,iv ,teach me in calm content to live ',mid all the changes life contains1 ,assured that1 love and wisdom give ,the blessing that for aye remains4 ,v ,and in the darkness and the light1 ,and in the gladness and the pain1 ,make me to know that all is right1 ,and every loss my truest gain4 porrh ekpheuxmetha kosmou1 hapan to hamartma4 ,i ,far let me flee from worldly sin1 ,nor look behind1 but onward press2 ,lest the deceit that lurks within1 ,should link the soul to worldliness4 ,,ii ,ah6 whither shall ,i flee1 my ,god8 ,there is no refuge but in ,thee1 ,and ,thy command exceeding broad1 ,condemns my soul's perversity4 ,,iii ,but in ,thy grace my troubled soul ,would find forgiveness freely given2 ,and in ,thy ,spirit's firm control1 ,a power to lift me nearer heaven4 ,,iv ,thus shall ,i flee from worldly sin1 ,nor look behind1 but onward press1 ,and daily fight1 and daily win ,the rich reward of righteousness4 ,i ,lord of mercy1 at ,thy gate1 ,needy souls imploring pray2 ,have we come1 ,good ,lord1 too late8 ,must we turn in grief away8 ,,ii ,young and old ,thy mercy claim1-- ,some are early at the gate1 ,some are late to own ,thy name1 ,surely none1 though late1 too late6 ,,iii ,blessed1 who with morning sun1 ,hopeful at ,thy portals wait2 ,yea1 and when the day is done1 ,blessed they who find the gate4 ,,iv ,ah1 ,good ,lord1 when ,thou wert here1 ,homeless1 in our world of sin1 ,few1 to give ,thee warmth and cheer1 ,called their weary ,lord within4 ,v ,sad1 repenting1 full of fear1 ,hoping1 doubting1 still we wait2 ,as we call1 in mercy hear2-- ,open1 ,lord1 to us the gate4 ,i ,burdened with a heavy load1 ,lord1 we come1 for ,thou art calling2 ,rough and toilsome is the road1 ,and the night around is falling4 ,,ii ,sin1 the burden that we bear1 ,fills us with a dread to meet ,thee2 ,yet1 we yield not to despair1 ,but for mercy would entreat ,thee4 ,,iii ,from the cross a glorious light ,falls upon our path to cheer us2 ,and a hope on pinions bright ,hovers1 in the darkness1 near us4 ,,iv ,for the sake of ,him ,who bore ,all the sin1 we come lamenting1 ,let ,thy pardon now restore ,sinners1 at ,thy feet1 repenting4 ,i ,lord of a countless throng1 ,fair as the stars of night1 ,won from the thrall of cruel wrong ,back to the good and right2 ,thine is the praise they sing1 ,lord of their souls1 and ,king4 ,,ii ,thine was the love that sought ,far as their wanderings led2 ,thine was the wondrous grace that brought ,life to the faint and dead2 ,pardon for all the past1 ,peace that shall endless last4 ,,iii ,lord of a countless throng ,sworn to be faithful aye1 ,when1 in the power that makes them strong1 ,they stand in evil day2 ,make us by grace1 we pray1 ,loyal and brave as they4 ,i ,let all the world abroad ,in cheerful praise unite ,to bless the name of ,god1 ,creator1 ,lord of might4 ,,ii ,he made the sea and land1 ,the pastures rolling wide1 ,the mountains towering1 grand1 ,the streams that ceaseless glide2 ,,iii ,the cattle on the hills1 ,the flocks afield that rove1 ,the birds1 whose music fills ,the silence of the grove2 ,,iv ,the heavens that1 day and night1 ,his matchless power declare1 ,the sun and moon1 whose light ,illumines everywhere4 ,v ,let man1 creation's lord1 ,his rightful homage give ,to ,him ,whose mighty word ,first called his soul to live4 ,,vi ,and with the heavenly host1 ,our ,sovereign ,lord adore1 ,and ,son1 and ,holy ,ghost1 ,both now1 and evermore4 ,i ,thou ,saviour of our sinful race1 ,we sing the fulness of ,thy grace2 ,lord1 as our songs in rapture soar1 ,on us ,thy loving-kindness pour4 ,,ii ,there is no merit of our own1 ,no plea to offer1 save alone ,that ,thou hast died upon the tree1 ,to set our sin-bound spirits free4 ,,iii ,o1 when the world1 in awful fear1 ,beholds the ,judge of all appear1 ,be this our joy on that dread day1 ,that ,christ hath borne our sins away4 ,,iv ,when in the land of bliss divine1 ,our souls in robes of beauty shine1 ,this be our song before the throne1 ,not ours the beauty1 ,thine alone4 ,v ,to ,thee1 ,o ,god1 be glory given1 ,and to the ,christ1 the ,king of heaven2 ,and to the ,holy ,spirit1 blest1 ,be praise for evermore exprest4 ,i ,where the ,lord reveals ,his presence1 ,glory lights the sacred place1 ,and the soul in adoration ,falls before the throne of grace4 ,,ii ,seraphim1 and saints in wonder1 ,lift their songs where ,christ is set1 ,and employ1 in sacred homage1 ,harp1 and palm1 and coronet4 ,,iii ,light of lights1 no light approacheth1-- ,sun1 nor moon1 nor stars of night1 ,flood the noon-tide and the darkness ,with such radiance of delight4 ,,iv ,beauty of the ,king ,immortal6 ,ere we rise to where ,thou art1 ,let the glory of ,thy presence ,chase the darkness from our heart4 ,i ,o ,love of ,god1 surpassing far ,the loves that human hearts unite1 ,far from our ken as yonder star ,that sheds its radiance on the night2 ,,ii ,high as the heavens1 and deep as hell1 ,broad as the world's infinite need1-- ,none but the ,christ that love can tell1 ,and none its winning power impede4 ,,iii ,glory to ,god6 that love exprest ,came in the gift our need required1 ,and in the ,christ our lives are blest1 ,and by ,his love are souls inspired4 ,,iv ,and from the manger to the cross1 ,and at the noon-day and the night1 ,he bore the burden of our loss1 ,nor shunned the anguish and despite4 ,v ,and 'twas the love of ,god ,he showed1 ,when1 crowned with shame1 ,he meekly died2-- ,no gifts by bleeding love bestowed1 ,so great as ,jesus crucified4 ,i ,o ,god of our salvation1 ,who in ,thy glorious might1 ,didst speak1 and all creation ,arose from brooding night2 ,and chaos1 and confusion1 ,to form and order sped1 ,while lo6 in rich profusion ,the earth its beauty spread4 ,,ii ,o ,god of our salvation1 ,thy word hath still its power1 ,and souls in desolation ,are lying at this hour2 ,speak as of old1 and banish ,the chaos and the night1 ,and bid their sorrows vanish ,before ,thy glorious light4 ,,iii ,o ,god of our salvation1 ,thy ,word our ,flesh became2 ,to free from condemnation ,he bore our human name1 ,and spoke to us confiding ,of all the ,father willed2 ,and we1 with ,him abiding1 ,are with ,his fulness filled4 ,,iv ,o ,god of our salvation1 ,thou1 ,christ1 in mercy come1 ,and make ,thy new creation ,thine everlasting home2 ,and in our hearts abiding1 ,and in ,thy ,church adored1 ,still speak the word confiding1 ,o ,jesus ,christ1 our ,lord4 ,i ,o ,jesus1 when my guilty fears ,my wakened soul distress1 ,and ,judgment for the past appears ,in all its awfulness1-- ,bid gathering clouds asunder roll1 ,and shed ,thy sunshine in my soul4 ,,ii ,when from their long-forgotten grave ,my guilty deeds arise1 ,and terror proves me yet the slave ,my soul would fain despise1-- ,from stings of memory heal my soul1 ,and free me from sin's dire control4 ,,iii ,o ,lord1 in ,whom my hope is set1 ,i look in faith to ,thee2 ,from sin1 and guilt1 and sad regret1 ,my soul in mercy free2-- ,for1 in that mercy1 ,lord1 ,i trust1 ,and lie1 repenting1 in the dust4 ,i ,lord1 ,i am ,thine1 for ,thou hast died for me2 ,thy claim ,i own1 and give myself to ,thee2 ,not with the price of gold1 of gold most fine ,hast ,thou redeemed my soul1 and made me ,thine4 ,,ii ,thy blood was shed upon the awful tree2 ,i marvel at the love there shown for me ,all loveless1 and to sin and self a slave2-- ,thy gifts enriched me1 yet ,i nothing gave4 ,,iii ,now in its wonder would my soul arise1 ,shorn of all pride1 but precious in ,thine eyes1 ,who for its life ,thy glory laidst aside1 ,and wore its shame1 and for its purchase died2 ,,iv ,and fired with love1 that wondrous love proclaim ,in life1 in death1 in fealty to ,thy name2 ,in loving service1 for such service given1 ,here upon earth1 and yonder in ,thy heaven4 ,v ,lord1 ,i am ,thine1 ,thy love hath won my soul2 ,now shall my life obey such sweet control2-- ,no1 not mine own1 the purchase is complete1 ,i bring my all to lay it at ,thy feet4 ,,aspirations ,i ,lord1 let our eyes the things unseen behold1 ,and1 'mid the glory that like sunset dies1 ,fair to the sight the wondrous bliss unfold ,that lives in beauty under cloudless skies4 ,,ii ,and let our ears the things unuttered hear1 ,that silent voices to the soul can tell2 ,that heart can whisper when a heart is near ,of love that scorns in uttered tones to dwell4 ,,iii ,teach us to know that things unseen are real1 ,that earth no bloom of fadeless beauty gives1 ,that far beyond the things that sense can feel1 ,the joy of being1 and of having1 lives4 ,,iv ,lord ,who hast risen1 nor left the world behind1 ,daily incline our sense-bound souls to soar1 ,till 'mong the things all hidden we may find ,possessions that abide for evermore4 ,i ,wake to the songs that lips unsullied sing1 ,and let their tones responsive echoes call1-- ,there's more to cheer us than our senses bring1 ,and sweeter anthems than from mortals fall4 ,,ii ,saints in the land where sin is all unknown1 ,where care nor sorrow can the light subdue1 ,dwell in the glory of the heavenly throne1 ,and voice new praise1 for wonders ever new4 ,,iii ,wake to their praise1 and let us blend with theirs ,songs that shall travel to a fairer clime2 ,glad as the morn1 and hallowed by our prayers1 ,offerings of duty from the realm of time4 ,,vi ,one1 we are one with victors gone before2 ,songs that are ours1 were theirs when in the strife2 ,theirs shall be ours when1 all our striving o'er1 ,christ gives us entrance to immortal life4 ,i ,bring to the ,christ your fears1 ,and tell your sorrows there1 ,the faintest cry he hears1 ,and every faltering prayer2 ,he knows your weight of woe1 ,who dwelt with us below4 ,,ii ,with thought of sin opprest1 ,does conscience smite thee sore8 ,there is a place of rest1 ,where sin afflicts no more2 ,see1 where the blood was spilt1 ,the cross hath borne thy guilt4 ,,iii ,think you of former bliss1 ,of happier1 sunnier hours1 ,when fragrant joys you miss1 ,bestrewed your path like flowers8 ,with ,christ more joys abound1 ,than can on earth be found4 ,,iv ,mourn you a heart estranged1 ,once kind1 but now grown cold8 ,a happy friendship changed1 ,now that the years are old8 ,there is a ,friend above1 ,and ,his1 a lasting love4 ,v ,is there an empty room ,where silence broods alone1 ,all curtained round with gloom1 ,where once the sunlight shone8 ,hearts that are linked below1 ,in ,christ no parting know4 ,,vi ,bring then to ,christ your fears1 ,and tell your sorrows there1 ,the faintest cry ,he hears1 ,and every faltering prayer2 ,he knows your weight of woe1 ,who dwelt with us below4 ,i ,lord1 soothe my anxious1 troubled soul1 ,and bid its doubting cease1 ,speak to the crested waves that roll1 ,to sink in quiet peace2 ,and bring me to a place of rest1 ,a haven calm and still1 ,where every soul by sin distressed1 ,may dwell secure from ill4 ,,ii ,ah6 ,thou wert once1 my ,blessed ,lord1 ,by surging waters pressed1 ,but ,thou didst speak th' almighty word ,and laidst them still at rest2 ,and 'gainst ,thy soul the wrath of sin ,its tempest fury cast1 ,but ,thou didst stand1 serene within1 ,till all the storm had passed4 ,,iii ,o ,christ1 the hiding-place of those ,who face the blinding blast1 ,and battle with a myriad woes ,that sweep in fury past2 ,be ,thou my comfort and defence1 ,while storm fiends wildly cry1-- ,my star of hope when night is dense1 ,and dangers round me lie4 ,i ,surpassing great the gift of ,god ,to erring mortals given1 ,a way that1 from their dark abode1 ,leads to the light of heaven4 ,,ii ,o ,christ ,who art the living way1 ,plant ,thou my feet therein1 ,and lead me lest ,i go astray ,in luring paths of sin4 ,,iii ,too long ,i've found a sad delight ,in wandering from ,thy care1 ,nor feared the sudden fall of night1 ,the darkness1 and the snare4 ,,iv ,o ,jesus ,christ1 to ,thee my soul ,in conscious weakness clings2 ,teach me to seek the kind control ,that peace and safety brings4 ,v ,and lead me upwards day by day1 ,till1 night and danger past1 ,i reach by ,thee the living way1 ,the ,father's house at last4 ,i ,my hope is firmly set ,on ,him ,whose truth abides2 ,the lights of earth may fade and die1 ,the hopes of earth despairing fly1-- ,no fear my heart betides4 ,,ii ,my love its ardour finds ,in ,him ,whose love is strong1 ,who bought me with a price untold1 ,more than of silver or of gold1 ,and fills my heart with song4 ,,iii ,my peace its calm attains ,in ,him ,whose power defends2 ,my foes may sound a loud alarm1 ,i trust securely in the arm ,he for my succour lends4 ,,iv ,my joy its gladness sings ,in notes ,his voice awakes1-- ,a joy no effort can attain1 ,that thrills alike in loss and gain1 ,and when the world forsakes4 ,v ,thou ,christ art all ,i need1 ,of all my bliss the spring2 ,more fulness in ,thy grace is found1 ,than when the corn and wine abound1 ,and all the world can bring4 ,i ,the time is drawing near1 ,it cannot tarry long1 ,when they who face the conflict here1 ,shall join the glorious throng1 ,where gladness fills each heart1 ,and honour crowns each brow2-- ,for tireless service fit me1 ,lord1 ,by willing service now4 ,,ii ,let no depressing thought ,my brooding mind depress2 ,but let me hear1 in winning tones1 ,what they who serve possess1 ,where gladness fills each heart1 etc4 ,,iii ,let sunshine flood the soul1 ,when threatening night descends1 ,that ,i may see the light serene ,no sunset ever ends4 ,where gladness fills each heart1 etc4 ,,iv ,let strength my spirit nerve1 ,that1 with each labour done1 ,i may1 like those who serve above1 ,see some new task begun2 ,where gladness fills each heart1 etc4 ,v ,the time is drawing near1-- ,till that bright morning break1 ,may ,i1 with those who see ,thy face1 ,thy will1 my pleasure make3 ,where gladness fills each heart1 etc4 ,i ,i will not yield my sword1 ,i will not bow the knee1 ,but ,i would hear the blessed word ,that calls my soul to ,thee2 ,and through the din of war1 ,and in the midst of strife1 ,that word shall be the guiding star ,to lead me on to life4 ,,ii ,and in the midst of snares ,which subtle fingers lay1 ,i shall not stumble unawares ,upon the upward way2 ,but keep before my eyes ,the goal before me set1 ,lest ,i should miss the glorious prize ,which loyal victors get4 ,,iii ,o ,christ1 ,who art my ,king1 ,thy cause ,i make mine own1 ,till proud rebellious foes shall bring ,their homage to ,thy throne2 ,till then my heart revive ,with courage brave and strong1 ,and steel my feeble arm to strive ,against the power of wrong4 ,,iv ,when from the fateful field ,i hail my rightful ,king1 ,to ,him my trusty sword ,i'll yield1 ,and all my trophies bring2 ,and ,he shall crown my head ,with honours richer far ,than trophies from the conquered dead1 ,and all the spoils of war4 ,i ,if in the cause of right ,i must1 ,do battle with the sword1 ,then1 let me follow ,him ,i trust1 ,my chosen ,king and ,lord4 ,,ii ,as ,captain in the mortal fight1 ,he knows the foe ,i fear2 ,his presence fires my soul with might1 ,and fills my heart with cheer4 ,,iii ,if ,i should see ,him ever near1 ,when blows unceasing fall1 ,i shall no flaunting banner fear1 ,nor loudest battle call4 ,,iv ,and in the thickest of the strife1 ,no polished shaft ,i'll dread1 ,for ,he preserves my soul in life1 ,in battle shields my head4 ,v ,no power shall in the fight prevail1 ,no subtle gin ensnare1 ,though all the hosts of hell assail1 ,and guile the fraud prepare4 ,,vi ,lord1 gird me with ,thy armour bright1 ,and lead me forth to win1 ,for ,i would battle for the right ,against the might of sin4 ,i ,the ,christ on ,olive's mount in prayer ,his heart to ,god exprest2 ,and as they held sweet converse there1 ,his soul with peace was blest4 ,,ii ,far from the din of troubled life1 ,the tumult1 and the swell1 ,a silence1 stilling earthly strife1 ,upon ,his spirit fell4 ,,iii ,and there a voice whose soothing tone ,the trusting spirit filled1 ,came with that grace by which alone ,our great unrest is stilled4 ,,iv ,o may the blessed thought1 divine1 ,that moved the ,christ to prayer1 ,our weary1 anxious souls incline ,like peace and joy to share2 ,v ,and on the mount where ,god is met1 ,may we the solace know1 ,that found ,his soul on ,olivet1 ,who shared our life below4 ,i ,like music at the stilly hour1 ,when twilight veils the light of day1 ,a gentle voice1 with winning power1 ,allured me from the world away4 ,,ii ,it made me sad1 because ,i thought ,that love undying ,i could spurn2 ,it made me glad1 because it brought ,a loving message in return4 ,,iii ,ah1 then the ,christ my sin revealed1 ,and bade me cast the barrier down1 ,and rise to things from eyes concealed1 ,more lasting than the world's renown4 ,,iv ,i found the pathway to the cross1 ,and lo1 my blindness passed away1 ,for radiant sunlight swept across ,the darkness that had led astray4 ,v ',twas then that ,christ1 in all ,his love1 ,in all ,his beauty won my soul2-- ,now1 for the treasures stored above1 ,i thrust aside the world's control4 ,i ,o ,lord1 ,thou in the hour of need1 ,didst succour those who sought ,thine aid1-- ,the faint revive1 the hungry feed1-- ,and on the sick thine hand was laid4 ,,ii ,our needy souls ,thy help would crave1 ,for faint they droop1 and hungry pine1-- ,lord1 from their mortal sickness save1 ,and heal them by ,thy power divine4 ,,iii ,where memories weave a sombre web1 ,and sighs reveal the heart distressed1 ,where joys that flowed1 in murmurs ebb1 ,and buoyant souls are sore oppressed2 ,,iv ,come as of yore1 all helpful1 come1 ,and let ,thy loving kindness bless1 ,that1 where the voice of praise is dumb1 ,songs may arise of thankfulness4 ,i ,my harp upon the willows1 grave1 ,in weeping days is sadly hung1 ,for1 ,lord1 the joy ,thy presence gave1 ,is from my soul in anguish wrung4 ,,ii ,i think upon the peaceful hours1 ,with ,thy companionship to please2 ,but now the world is shorn of flowers1 ,and birds are mute among the trees4 ,,iii ,wilt ,thou not come as morning light8 ,as spring that wakes the sleeping earth8 ,as zephyrs on the tuneless night1 ,to stir my soul to holy mirth8 ,,iv ,o matchless ,love6 for me expressed1 ,o gift of ,love surpassing great6 ,wake love responsive in my breast1 ,and make my drooping soul elate4 ,v ,my heart is strung2 up heart1 proclaim ,in joyful strains the ,love divine1 ,that stooped from highest heaven1 and came ,to earth to save this soul of mine2 ,,vi ,to free my heart from carking cares1 ,from trusting aught to fleshly aid2 ,to shew me sin's seductive snares1 ,that for unwary feet are laid4 ,,vii ,blest ,spirit of my ,god1 return1 ,and o'er my life resume ,thy sway1 ,that love within my soul may burn1 ,and quicken joy from day to day4 ,i ,to ,thee my soul enraptured sings1 ,o ,thou1 ,immortal ,king of kings ,enthroned where glory shines2 ,the garland of the praises sweet1 ,that ,i would offer at ,thy feet1 ,my grateful heart entwines4 ,,ii ,more rare ,thy beauty than the best ,by highest heaven or earth possessed2 ,more radiant than the sun1 ,the glory shining from ,thy face ,that fills with light the holy place1 ,o ,thou ,immortal ,one6 ,,iii ,greater ,thy might than lord of war1-- ,thy vast dominions stretch afar ,beyond a kingly sway2 ,thy hand upholds the earth and sea1 ,and heaven1 and all that therein be1 ,thy wise decrees obey4 ,,iv ,but not by rule of power alone ,are subjects loyal to ,thy throne1 ,thy love their fealty wins1-- ,a love that1 by its winning grace ,allured our fallen1 guilty race ,from their rebellious sins4 ,v ,lord1 by ,thy cross that won my soul1 ,from bondage to benign control1 ,my every power possess2 ,that1 daily1 ,i my cross may bear1 ,and find1 to serve ,thee everywhere1 ,is praising ,thee the best4 ,,vi ,to ,thee my soul enraptured sings1 ,o ,thou ,immortal ,king of kings1 ,but ,i would join the song1 ,of myriad souls in realms of light1 ,who praise their ,king by day and night1 ,through all the ages long4 ,,modern ,,greek ,,hymns ,christos ho ,logos me theoi sarkoumenos4 ,the following is a close rendering of a hymn to ,christ ,the ,word1 taken from a collection of hymns to ,the ,three ,one ,god1 by ,bishop ,nektarios1 ,metropolitan of ,pentapolis 7vide ,introduction1 page xxi74 ,the hymn1 which is in anapaests1 is at page #aj of the author's collection1 where it bears the title1 d eis ton kyrion hmn ,isoun ,christon4 ,the volume was published at ,athens1 #aiji1 and is one of many similar collections written by hymn-writers in the communion of the ,greek ,church4 ,i ,christ ,the ,word6 ,thine ,incarnation ,links my nature to ,thine own2 ,by ,thy sore ,humiliation1 ,i am lifted to ,thy throne2 ,by ,thy suffering ,thou hast fired me ,with a zeal to sacrifice1 ,and to noble life inspired me1-- ,hence my grateful songs arise4 ,,ii ,word of ,god6 ,thy ,crucifixion ,hath upraised me from the earth2 ,by ,thy death and dereliction1 ,thou hast given me nobler birth2 ,by ,thy ,resurrection glorious1 ,life immortal now ,i own1-- ,hence ascend my songs victorious ,to ,thy praise1 ,o ,christ the ,son4 ,,iii ,by ,thy hand at the creation1 ,thou didst form me from the ground1 ,and1 to mark my kingly station1 ,with ,thine image ,i was crowned2 ,and that hand1 when pierced and bleeding1 ,raised me from corruption's mire1 ,and1 though all this love unheeding1 ,decked me with divine attire4 ,,iv ,thou who gav'st my soul its being1 ,breathing in me life divine1 ,didst1 by ,thine all-wise decreeing1 ,unto death ,thy life resign2 ,and from death my soul defending1 ,thou didst sojourn with the dead1 ,that ,thou mightst1 my fetters rending1 ,raise me up1 ,thou ,glorious ,head6 ,v ,shame be on your heads abiding1 ,disobedient people now1 ,who to death1 and vile deriding1 ,caused the ,word of ,god to bow6 ,shame6 for death1 nor powers infernal1 ,nor the dark of hades' gloom1 ,could retain the ,king ,eternal ,in the bondage of the tomb4 ,deute kai mimsmetha en t parous heort4 ,another rendering from the ,greek of ,bishop ,nektarios4 ,the original is on page #fh of his collection1 where it is entitled1 ,hymnos eis tn baptisin tou kyriou hmn ,isou ,christou4 ,the hymn is obviously based on the troparian and contakion for the ,feast of the ,theophany1 or ,epiphany 7,january #f71 and the contakion for the ,feast of ,st4 ,john ,baptist 7,january #g74 ,the latter contakion reads thus3-- ,at ,thy bodily presence ,jordan was driven back in fear2 ,john shook with trembling as he fulfilled his prophetic ministry2 the host of angels were amazed at seeing the ,baptized in the flesh1 and all that were in the dark shades of hades received light1 and praised ,thee ,who hast appeared1 and hast lightened everything4 7,menaeon1 ,venice edition1 page #ha47 ,i ,come1 keep this ,feast1 who holy things revere1 ,and with pure minds1 your ,lord adore with fear4 ,,ii ,lo1 to the ,jordan on this sacred day1 ,the ,bridegroom from ,his chamber took ,his way4 ,,iii ,jordan affrighted1 on its course was stayed2 ,the ,baptist heard ,his voice and was dismayed4 ,,iv ,how can ,i hold that sacred ,head of ,thine1 ,o ,word of ,god1 ,immortal1 and ,divine8 ,v ,then1 from the ,father1 in the heaven above1 ,the ,holy ,ghost descended as a ,dove4 ,,vi ,while on the ,christ the dove-like form abode1 ,and ,jordan's parted waters o'er ,him flowed4 ,,vii ,this is my ,son1 the ,father spake from heaven1 ,who1 for the lost of ,adam's race was given4 ,,viii ,illumine us1 we sing1 ,o ,christ the ,lord1 ,glory to ,thee1 ,o ,thou ,incarnate ,word6 ,,by ,,the ,,same ,,author4 ,crown #hvo4 ,price #c_/f each nett4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,apostolic ,,church1 being ,centos and ,suggestions from the ,service ,books of the ,holy ,eastern ,church4 ,with ,introduction1 and ,historical and ,biographical ,notes4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,east1 being ,centos and ,suggestions from the ,service ,books of the ,holy ,eastern ,church4 ,with ,introduction4 ,,hymns ,,from ,,the ,,greek ,,office ,,books1 together with ,centos and ,suggestions4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,holy ,,eastern ,,church1 translated from the ,service ,books4 ,with ,introductory ,chapters on the ,history1 ,doctrine1 and ,worship of the ,church4 ,alexander ,gardner1 ,paisley4 ,,hymns ,,of ,,the ,,greek ,,church1 translated1 with ,introduction and ,notes4 ,cheap edition4 ,crown #hvo4 ,cloth4 #as4 #f;d4 nett4