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More blessed far yon dying seer,

Be ours his parting song;
And He, Whom here by faith we see,
Shall our eternal portion be.
To God the FATHER, SON,

And SPIRIT, glory be;
To the eternal Three in One,

To all eternity!
Blest TRINITY, to Thee we raise
Our joyous hearts in ceaseless praise.

Che Annunciation of the Blessed Virgin

Mary. “Sing and rejoice, O daughter of Sion, for lo, I come, and I will dwell in the midst of thee, saith the LORD." 144. This is the day, the solemn day,

Which GoD appointed to convey,
Such news as made our sorrows cease
Glad news of mercy and of peace.
Our parents' guilt, our parents' fall,
To certain death consigned us all ;
From certain death mankind to save,
His only Son JEHOVAH gave.
Yea, He Who was the Eternal's SON,
Ere time had yet its course begun,
Our life of pain and weakness bore,
Nor did the Virgin's womb abhor.
He took on Him our mortal state,
That He might bear the sinner's fate,
That so His

Blood in ransom given,
Might take away the wrath of Heaven.
Yes, He, the infinite great God,
In human flesh awhile abode,
That we might high in glory dwell
He came as our Immanuel.

Redeemer of the world, to Thee
All praise and glory rendered be;
And to the FATHER, King of Heaven,
And Holy Ghost, all praise be given.

“ Who being in the form of God, thought it not robbery to be equal with God; but made Himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant, and was made in the likeness of men, and was found in fashion as a man." 145. Cast out from Eden's happy home,

Through earth's bleak wilderness to roam,
In deepest gloom our guilty race
Wandered afar from light and grace.
Lo! Heaven's own King doth Heaven forsake,
A Body to Himself doth take,
And thus to lead the exiles home,
To share their banishment is come.
The wanderers His hand doth guide,
Upholds them lest their footsteps slide;
Himself the Way, their path to tend,
And bring them to Himself, the End.
O Thou Supreme, Eternal God,
Now veiled in mortal flesh and blood,
Give us pure hearts, that we may see
Thy hidden Light of Deity!
Incarnate SAVIOUR, GOD and Friend,
To Thee adoring praise ascend !
Like praise be to the FATHER given,
And HOLY GHost, in earth and Heaven.

Nativity of $. John the Baptist. “O Sion, that bringest good tidings, get thee up into the high mountain; lift up thy voice with strength, lift it up, be not afraid, say unto the cities of Judah, Behold your God?" 146. Lo, from the desert homes

Where he hath hid so long,

The new Elias comes,
In sternest wisdom strong.
The voice that cries

Of CHRIST from high,

And judgment nigh

From opening skies.
Your God e'en now doth stand,

Within heaven's opening door,
His fan is in His hand,
And He will purge His floor ;
The wheat He claims

And with Him stows,

The chaff He throws

To quenchless flames.
Ye haughty mountains, bow

Your sky-aspiring heads;
Ye valleys, hiding low,
Lift up your gentle meads,
Make His ways plain,

Your King before,

For evermore

He comes to reign.
Let thy dread voice around,

Thou Harbinger of Light,
On our dull ears still sound,
Lest here we sleep in night,
Till judgment come,

And on our path

Shall burst the wrath,

And deathless doom.
O God, with love's sweet might,

Who dost anoint and arm
CHRIST's soldiers for the fight
With spells that shield from harm,
Thrice blessed Three,

Heaven's endless days

Shall sing Thy praise

“Among them that are born of woman, there is not a greater prophet than John the Baptist.” 147. O BLESSED Saint of snow-white purity !

Dweller in wastes forlorn,
O mightiest of the martyr host on high !

Greatest of prophets born!
Of all the diadems that on the brows

Of saints in glory shine,
Not one with brighter, purer lustre glows

In Heaven's high court than thine.
O gracious LORD, Thy tender, pitying gaze

Cast down from Thy dread throne :
Straighten our crooked, smooth our rugged ways,

And break our hearts of stone.
So may the world's Redeemer find us meet

To offer Him a place,
Where He may set His ever-blessed feet,

Coming with gifts of grace.
Praise in the Heavens to Thee, O First and Last,

The Trine Eternal God! Spare, Jesu, spare Thy people, whom Thou hast Redeemèd with Thy Blood.

S. Michael and all Angels. “ His throne was like the fiery flame; thousand thousands ministered unto Him, and ten thousand times ten thousand stood before Him." 148. CHRIST! in highest Heaven enthroned,

Equal of Thy 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,
Speeủ 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.
“Who like God?” the archangel shouted,

This the word that pealed on high,
When the apostate armies routed,

Fell tumultuous from the sky;
God, by Whom the fight was won,
Gave the triumph and the crown.
First of all the winged creation,

More than other angels fair,
Thou to God hast nearer station,

In His counsels deeper share;
Thou Heaven openest, thou the dead
Dost to CHRIST's tribunal lead.
Thou to aid the sick and dying,

Sent from Heaven dost swiftly fly,
Grace divine and strength supplying

In their mortal agony;
Souls released from bondage here,
Thou to Paradise dost 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.

“I say unto you, that in Heaven their angels do always behold the face of My FATHER, Which is in Heaven.” 149. WHERE the angelic hosts adore Thee,

Thou o'er earth and Heaven dost reign,

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