The Twelfth Sunday after Trinity. I. SINE SUB ALTO VERTICE. FROM thundering skies at Sinai's rock And trumpet loud and lightnings spoke But now He loves with temper'd might, Engraved on stone, the law defined This was by voice and faithful pen, O Thou, by Whose Good Spirit taught, So be, Thrice Holy God, to Thee, [81] II. The hymn, Awful is the priestly state, used for the Second Sunday after Easter, will serve for the second hymn for this day. The Thirteenth Sunday after Trinity. The hymn, Thou first and chief, used for the First Sunday after Trinity, will serve for the first hymn, and Plunged in a gulf, used for the second hymn for Easter-Even, will serve for this day. The Fourteenth Sunday after Trinity. The hymn, Lord, Whose love, used for the Third Sunday after Epiphany, will serve for the first hymn, and the hymn, Creator Spirit, used for Whit-Sunday, will serve for the second hymn for this day. The Fifteenth Sunday after Trinity. I. The hymn, The earth, O Lord, used for the Seventh Sunday after Trinity, will serve for the first hymn. II. WHEN I survey the wondrous Cross, Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, See from His head, His hands, His feet, Were the whole realm of nature mine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. To God the Blessed Three in One, Crown, Lord, Thy Servants who have won, Through Thee the Cross's victory. Or, CANST thou, O Christian soul, forget, This Tree of life wilt thou despise, [82] Whose fruit shall heal thy deadly wound, O how canst thou from hence depart, Lo! how the streams of precious blood Thy wonders who can then declare ? Live, Oh, for ever live and reign, Oh, may we reap from Thine increase All glory to the Sacred Three, As it was in the ages gone, May now, and ever hence be done. [83] The Sixteenth Sunday after Trinity. I. WHEN our heads are bowed with woe, When our bitter tears o'erflow; When we mourn the lost, the dear, Gracious Son of Mary, hear. Thou our throbbing flesh hast worn, Thou hast shed the human tear : When the sullen death-bell tolls Thou hast bowed the dying head; When the heart is sad within, Thou the shame, the grief hast known, Son of Mary, unto Thee, Father, Son, and Spirit blest, [84] 11. WHEN man in sin's wild maze was lost, While Hope its cheering ray denies, |