"He appeared first to Mary Magdalene."
174. SAD Mary feels in her own breast,
Her Master's bleeding wounds;
Love stronger burns by griefs opprest,
And now with tears abounds.
No raging crowds her spirit meek,
No deeds of blood appal;
Mid soldiers fierce she dares to seek
A hated Criminal.
Ah, Mary, thou dost little know,
What good doth thee surround,
Seeking the dead, while death e'en now
Receives his mortal wound.
He Whom thou lovest, thee shall claim
Aroused from death's cold sleep,
Thee first He calls, thee by thy name,
And bids thee not to weep.
O might I touch Thy sacred feet,
Adoring, cling to Thee!—
Nay, raise thy thoughts to joys more meet
For immortality.
The promises are fully wrought,
First of Apostles thou;
Sent to Apostles, by thee taught
The tidings glad to know.
All love and glory be to Thee,
The FATHER, SPIRIT, SON,
Co-equal, Co-eternal Three,
Thrice blessed Holy One.
"He was transfigured before them."
175. How tenderly, how patiently,
JESU, Thou winnest souls to Thee,
Now for our sakes as God revealed,
Now in deep lowliness concealed.
By the same voice which JESUS owns,
We too are all adopted sons;
The glory, which in Him we see,
Is pledged to us eternally.
What hear we from the cloud above?
What on the mount doth JESUS prove?
Shadows and types were past and
The truth itself remained alone.
Obedient to the FATHER'S will,
The world's atonement to fulfil,
Once more He lays His glory by,
Returning to mortality.
O CHRIST, Whom now on earth we see
Through faith's dark glass imperfectly,
Grant us, when freed from earth's alloy,
To see Thee face to face with joy.
Again the circling seasons tell
All-holy GoD on high
All praise to Thee, my GoD, this night
And now, O GOD, Thy Mind resolves
And now the day is past and gone
And now Thy labours, LORD, are done
And now with shades of night opprest
An exile for the Faith
Angels, lament, behold your GOD
Angels come, on joyous pinion
As wolves attack their helpless prey
Author of lost man's salvation
Awake, my soul, and with the sun
Be not afraid, ye little flock..
Blest SAVIOUR, now Thy work is done
Blessed City, heavenly Salem
Brief life is here our portion..
By the Cross, sad vigil keeping
Cast out from Eden's happy home
Cease, weary mortals, cease to sigh
Children of men, this day we sing
CHRIST! in highest Heaven enthroned
CHRIST's everlasting messengers
CHRIST, by Thy FATHER'S high decree
Come, HOLY GHOST, our souls inspire
Come, HOLY GHOST, Who ever One..
Come let us praise the Name of God..
Creator, great and good
Creator of the starry height..
FATHER of all, to Thee we raise..
Fear no more for the torturer's hand..
From far sunrise at early morn
'Gainst what foemen art thou rushing
Holy JESUS, SAVIOUR bless'd
Glory of the Heavens Supernal
GOD, of all the Strength and Stay
Great GOD! what do I see and hear
Great Mover of all hearts, Whose hand
Hail the day that sees Him rise
Hallelujah! best and sweetest
Hark! the herald angels sing
He speaks the word; the floods obey
His trial o'er and now beneath
Holy love towards her foes ..
In garments bright of virgin white
It is not that the wave can wash our God..
JESU! the very thought of Thee..
JESU, the world's Redeeming LORD
JESU! Who didst Thy pastor crown ..
Lo, from the desert homes
Lo! He comes with clouds descending
Lo, the golden light is peering
LORD of all power! at Whose command
LORD of eternal truth and might
LORD of immensity sublime ..
Lovely flowers of martyrs, hail
Maker of all things, aid our hands
Maker of men! Who by Thyself
Morning lifts her dewy veil..
Morn of morns, and day of days..
Night, and clouds in darkness sailing..
Now daily shines the sun more fair
Now JESUS lifts His prayer on high
Now, my soul, thy voice upraising
Now the sun on high is gleaming
Now the day's declining wheel
Now with the slow revolving year
O Blessed Saint of snow-white purity..
O CHRIST! Our Hope, our hearts' Desire..
O CHRIST! Who hast prepared a place
O CHRIST! that art the Light and Day
O'erwhelmed in depths of woe
Of the martyrs we sing ...
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