THE SUPPLEMENTARY HYMNAL. The Greater ANTIPHONS, at Even-song, for the last Eight days of ADVENT. O Wisdom! which comest forth out of the mouth of the Most High, and reachest from one end to the other, mightily and sweetly ordering all things, Come and teach us the way of prudence. O LORD and Ruler of the House of Israel! Who appearedst unto Moses in a flame of fire in a bush, and gavest unto him the Law in Sinai; Come and redeem us with a stretched-out arm. O Root of Jesse! Who standest for an ensign of the people, at Whom Kings shall shut their mouths, unto Whom the Gentiles shall pray; Come and deliver us, and tarry not. Dec. 19. O CLAVIS DAVID. O Key of David, and Sceptre of the House of Israel! Thou that openest and no man shutteth, and shuttest and no man openeth; Come and loose the prisoner from B the prison-house, and him that sitteth in darkness, from the shadow of death. O Orient, Brightness of the Eternal Light, and Sun of Righteousness! Come and lighten them that sit in darkness, and in the shadow of death. Dec. 21. O REX GENTIUM. O King of the Gentiles and their Desire, the Corner Stone, Who madest both one, Come and save man, whom Thou hast made out of the dust of the earth. O Emmanuel, our King and Lawgiver the Desire of all Nations, and their Saviour; Come and save us, O Lord our God. Dec. 23. O PASTOR ISRAEL. O Shepherd of Israel, and Ruler in the House of David, Whose goings forth have been of old, from the days of Eternity, Come and feed Thy people in strength, and reign in Justice and Judgment. Epiphany. "They presented unto Him gifts, gold, and frankincense, and myrrh." 2 BRIGHTEST and best of the sons of the morning! Dawn on our darkness, and lend us thine aid; Star of the east, the horizon adorning, Guide where our infant REDEEMER is laid. Cold on His cradle the dewdrops are shining, Maker, and Monarch, and SAVIOUR of all. Offer Him gifts then in costly devotion, Odours of Edom, and incense divine; Gems of the mountain, and pearls of the ocean, Guide where our infant REDEEMER is laid. Heber. "Gentiles shall come to Thy light; and kings to the brightness of Thy rising." 3 Lo! the pilgrim Magi Leave their royal halls, While firm Faith, which rests, Built on Hope unswerving, Triumphs in their breasts. Oh! what joys extatic Thrilled each heart from far There no ivory glistens But His Court He keepeth, His throne is a manger, Costly pomps and pageants, At His crib they worship, We, their offspring true, Holiest Love presenting, Vow and prayer address; Glory to the FATHER, And to Thee, SWEET SPIRIT, Amen. J. D. Chambers, |