ST. BARTHOLOMEW THE APOSTLE.
He who met his risen Master
On the shore of Galilee; He to whom the Word was spoken, " Greater things thou yet shalt see"? None can tell us; all is written
In the LAMB's great book of life, All the faith, and prayer, and patience, All the toiling, and the strife; There are told Thy hidden treasures; Number us, O LORD, with them, When Thou makest up the jewels Of Thy living diadem. Amen.
St. Matthew the Apostle. " Lay up for yourselves treasures in 420 heaven." DEAR LORD, on this Thy servant's day, Who left for Thee the gold and mart, Who heard Thee whisper," Come away,"
And followed with a single heart, Give us, amid earth's weary moil, And wealth for which men cark and care,
Mid fortune's pride, and need's wild And broken hearts in purple rare,[ toil, Give us Thy grace to rise above The glare of this world's smelting fires; Let GOD's great love put out the love Of gold, and gain, and low desires.
Still, like a breath from scented lime Borne into rooms where sick men faint His voice comes floating thro' all time, Thine own Evangelist and Saint. Still sweetly rings the Gospel strain Of golden store that knows not rust: The love of CHRIST is more than gain, And heavenly crowns than yellow dust. Amen.
St. Michael and all angels. " O praise the Lord, all ye His hosts; ye servants of His that do His plea421 sure."
PRAISE to GOD Who reigns above, Binding earth and heaven in love; All the armies of the sky Worship His dread sovereignty.
Seraphim His praises sing, Cherubim on fourfold wing, Thrones, Dominions, Princes, Powers, Marshalled Might that never cowers. Speeds the Archangel from His Face,
Bearing messages of grace; Angel hosts His words fulfil, Ruling nature by His Will.
Yet on man they joy to wait, All that bright celestial state, For in Man their LORD they see, CHRIST, the Incarnate DEITY.
On the Throne their LORD Who died Sits in Manhood glorified; Where His people faint below Angels count it joy to go.
Oh, the depths of joy Divine Thrilling through those Orders nine, When the lost are found again, When the banished come to reign 1 Now in faith, in hope, in love, We will join the choirs above, Praising, with the heavenly host, FATHER, SON, and HOLY GHOST. Amen. " There was war in heaven; Michael and his angels fought against the dra gon; and the dragon fought and
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CHRIST, in highest heaven enthronèd, Equal of the FATHER'S Might, By pure spirits, trembling, owned, GOD of GOD, and LIGHT of LIGHT, Thee' mid Angel hosts we sing, Thee their Maker and their King. All who circling round adore Thee, All who bow before Thy Throne, Burn with flaming zeal before Thee, Thy behests to carry down; To and fro,' twixt earth and heaven,
Speed they each on errands given. First of all those legions glorious, Michael waves his sword of flame, Who of old in war victorious
Did the Dragon's fierceness tame; Who with might invincible Thrust the rebel down to hell. Strong to aid the sick and dying,
Called from heaven they swiftly fly, Grace Divine and strength supplying In their mortal agony: Souls released from bondage here Safe to Paradise they bear.
To the FATHER praise be given By the unfallen Angel- host, Who in His great war have striven With the legions of the lost; Equal praise in highest heaven To the SON and HOLY GHOST. Amen.
" When the morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted, or
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STARS of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial virtue and light. These that, where night never followeth day,
Raise the" Trisagion" ever and aye:
In Greek, from which this Hymn is translated," Trisagion" is the same as the Latin" Tersanctus" and the English " Thrice- Holy."
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