BURIAL OF THE DEAD.

Safely, safely gather'd in, Far from sorrow, far from sin, cr Pass'd beyond all grief and pain, Death for thee is truest gain; For our loss we must not weep, Nor our loved one long to keep From the home of rest and peace, Where all sin and sorrow cease.

p Safely, safely gather'd in,

Far from sorrow, far from sin; cr GOD has saved from weary strife, In its dawn, this fresh young life; Now it waits for us above, Resting in the SAVIOUR's love; P JESU, grant that we may meet There, adoring at Thy Feet Amen. The following Hymns are also suitable: 498 The foe behind, the deep before. 499 On the Resurrection morning.

Presentation of Christ in the Temple,

COMMONLY CALLED

The Purification of St. Mary the Virgin.

" The Lord whom ye seek shall suddenly 611 come to His Temple."

f HAIL to the LORD Who comes, Comes to His Temple gate! dim Not with His Angel host,

Not in His Kingly state; No shouts proclaim Him nigh, No crowds His coming wait.

p But borne upon the throne

Of Mary's gentle breast, Watch'd by her duteous love, In her fond arms at rest; er Thus to His FATHER'S House He comes, the Heavenly Guest. There Joseph at her side

In reverent wonder stands; And, fill'd with holy joy,

Old Simeon in his hands Takes up the promised Child, The Glory of all lands.

mf Hail to the Great First- born, Whose ransom- price they pay! The SON before all worlds; dim The Child of man to- day; er That He might ransom us

Who still in bondage lay. mf0 Light of all the earth.

Thy children wait for Thee 1 Come to Thy temples here, That we, from sin set free, Before Thy FATHER'S face May all presented be! Amen.

St. Thomas the Apostle.

" Blessed are they that have not seen, and 612 yet have believed."

mf WE have not seen, we cannot see, The happy land above,

From sin and death and suffering free, Where all is peace and love;

We only see the path is long By which we have to go; We only feel the foes are trong Who seek to work us woe.

We have not seen, we cannot see dim The Cross our Master bore, With all its pains,( cr) that we might be

The slaves of sin no more;

mf We only think it hard to part With every pleasant sin, And give to GoD a perfect heart, And make Him LORD within.

We walk by faith, and not by sight; And, blessèd Saint, like thee, We sometimes doubt if faith tells right, Because we cannot see.

Upon the promise we would lean Thy doubting heart received: Blessèd are they that have not seen, And that have yet believed. Amen.

St. Matthias the Apostle.

" He was numbered with the eleven 613 apostles." mf PRAISE to the Heavenly Wisdom Who knows the hearts of all­The saintly life's beginnings, The traitor's secret fall; Our own ascended Master,

Who heard His Church's cry, Made known His guiding presence, And ruled her from on high.

Elect in His foreknowledge, To fill the lost one's place; He form'd His chosen vessel By hidden gifts of grace, Then, by the lot's disposing, He lifted up the poor, er And set him with the Princes On high for evermore.

mf For on the golden breastplate Of our great Priest above, Twelve are the stones that glisten As throbs that Heart of Love; And twelve the fair foundations Of Salem's jasper wall; And twelve the thrones predestined Within her judgment- hall.

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