Church Hymns: With Tunes

1 BEHOLD, the Master passeth by!

Oh, seest thou not His pleading Eye? With low sad voice He calleth thee"Leave this vain world, and follow Me." 2 O soul, bowed down with harrowing care, Hast thou no thought for heaven to spare? From earthly toils lift up thine eye;Behold, the Master passeth by!

3 One heard Him calling long ago,
And straightway left all things below,
Counting his earthly gain as loss
For Jesus and His blessed Cross.

OLD 137TH.

D.C.M.

4 That "Follow Me" his faithful ear
Seemed every day afresh to hear:
Its echoes stirred his spirit still,
And fired his hope, and nerved his will.
5 God gently calls us every day:

Why should we then our bliss delay?
He calls to heaven and endless light:
Why should we love the dreary night?

6 Praise, Lord, to Thee for Matthew's call,
At which he rose and left his all:
Thou, Lord, e'en now art calling me,-
I will leave all, and follow Thee. Amen.

DAY'S PSALTER, 1562.

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TENBURY.

10.10.6.6.10.

REV. SIR F. A. G. OUSELEY.

-men.

185

"The Son of Man shall come in His glory, and all the holy Angels with Him."-St. Matt. xxv. 31.

FIO GOD the Son eternal, Thy dread might

Sent forth Saint Michael and the hosts of heaven,

And from the realms of light

Cast down in burning fight

Satan's rebellious hosts, to darkness given.

2 Thine Angels, Lord, we sing with thankful lays,
Dwelling with Thee above yon depths of sky;
Who, 'mid Thy glory's blaze,

Heaven's ceaseless anthems raise,

And gird Thy Throne in faithful ministry.

M3 We celebrate their love, whose viewless wing
Hath left for us so oft their mansion high,
The mercies of their King

To mortal saints to bring,

Or guard the couch of slumbering infancy.

4 But Thee, the First and Last, we glorify,
Who, when Thy world was sunk in death and sin,
Not with Thine hierarchy,

TRISAGION.

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"The morning stars sang together, and all the sons of God shouted for joy."-Job xxxviii. 7.

FI STARS of the morning, so gloriously bright,
Filled with celestial resplendence and light;
These that, where night never followeth day,
Raise the Tris-hagion* ever and aye;

2 These are Thy counsellors: these dost Thou own,
God of Sabaoth! the nearest Thy throne;
These are Thy ministers; these Thou dost send,
Help of the helpless ones! man to defend.

3 Then, when the earth was first poised in mid-space,—
Then, when the planets first sped on their race,-
Then, when were ended the six days' employ,-
Then all the Sons of God shouted for joy.

This word, signifying Thrice-Holy,' represents in the Greek liturgies the "Holy, Holy, Holy," sung in the Communion Service.

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187 "The chariots of God are twenty thousand, even thousands of Angels.”—Ps. lxviii. 17.

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188 "Who went about doing good, and healing all that were oppressed of the devil.”—Acts x. 38.

Lo! souls are lying cold and dead

In palsy's numbing chain;

Speak Thou the word of power, good Lord, And bid them live again.

5 The fever burns in guilty breasts— Hot passion's wilful fire;

Calm Thou the storm with words of peace, And quell each vain desire.

6 O Jesu, Healer of all ills,

To Thee for help we flee;

Our souls, by Thine all-cleansing grace,
From every bond set free. Amen.

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P 3 Leaves of Autumn tell the story
How our lives must also pass,
And that this world's pomp and glory
Fadeth like the summer grass:
Earthly joys are vain and hollow,
Earthly hopes but poor at best;
Christ's true Martyrs, we would follow
In your steps, and gain our rest!

F 4 Him whose love mankind created,
Him who came for man to bleed,
Him who hath regenerated

Us and all His chosen seed,
We, as we are onward pressing
To His glorious Home on high,
With His saints and angels blessing
Now and ever magnify! Amen.

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