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The Week before Septuagesima.

" And again they said Alleluia." ALLELUIA, song of sweetness, Voice of joy that cannot die; ALLELUIA is the anthem

Ever dear to choirs on high; In the house of GOD abiding, Thus they sing eternally. ALLELUIA thou resoundest, True Jerusalem and free; ALLELUIA, joyful Mother,

All thy children sing with thee; But by Babylon's sad waters Mourning exiles now are we. ALLELUIA cannot always

Be our song while here below; ALLELUIA our transgressions Make us for a while forego; For the solemn time is coming When our tears for sin must flow.

Therefore in our hymns we pray Thee, Grant us, Blessèd TRINITY, At the last to keep Thine Easter In our home beyond the sky: There to Thee for ever singing ALLELUIA joyfully. Amen.

Lent.

" Whom resist, steadfast in the faith."

CHRISTIAN, dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the troops of Midian

Prowl and prowl around?