Forth hath gone one awful sound,

And the world is bound,

With Saul laid suppliant on the ground.

At morn went forth to slay The ravening wolf of Benjamin,

But with the sheep, when eve comes in,

He shall divide the prey.

Through all climes His glory plant!
Through all ages chant!
Sing praise and honour jubilant,

As is and aye hath been!

All worship, all dominion,

To Him who all things holds in one,
The Triune God unseen!

R

ON THE PRESENTATION OF CHRIST IN THE TEMPLE;

OR, THE PURIFICATION OF THE VIRGIN MARY.

AT THE FIRST VESPERS.

Behold, I will send My messenger, and He shall prepare the way before Me; and the Lord, whom ye seek, shall suddenly come to His temple, even the Messenger of the Covenant, whom ye delight in.-Behold, He shall come, saith the Lord of Hosts. -MAL. iii.

"Templi sacratas, pande, Sion, fores."

SION, Ope thy hallowed dome :
To His temple Christ is come ;-
Lifeless shadows, haste away,

Grace and Truth beam out to-day.

Flocks and herds shall bleed no more,-
Stanch'd the flood of reeking gore;

Lo! He comes from Heaven above,
Victim to His Father's love.

Virgin pure, thy downcast eye Owns His hidden Godhead nigh; Heavenly musings, all unheard, Meetly hail the silent Word ;

Whilst to Heaven Thy pious love
Duly vows the sacred dove,
And upon Thy bosom lies
More than dove-like sacrifice.

Sire and sister, age and youth
Kindle at the mighty truth,
And the blissful Presence own,
Panting Faith so long hath known.

Glory be to Father, Son,

And blest Spirit, Three in One. God Triune, to Thee we raise Faithful hearts in ceaseless praise.

AT MIDNIGHT.

Let your loins be girded about, and your lights burning, and ye yourselves like unto men that wait for their Lord.-LUKE xii.

"Fumant sabæis templa vaporibus."

SWEET incense breathes around,
The coming Lord to greet;
And Sion, through her sacred bound,
Awakes her God to meet.

Arise ye then, ye wakeful quires,

And early light your altar-fires.

Let Faith, with glistening eye,
Trim up her torch so bright;
And flame-encircled Charity

Breathe out her glowing light :
And white-rob'd Innocence be there,
To pour its sweetest incense-prayer.

Why love to linger here

These guilty days prolong ?-
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.

AT THE MATTINS.

The mystery, which hath been hid from ages and from generations, now is made manifest to His saints, to whom God would make known what is the riches of the glory of this mystery.-COLOSs. i.

"Qui sacris hodie sistitur aris."

WHO now in helpless infancy
By His own altar lies;
The ensign to the nations He,

Descended from the skies.

The glory He of Israel's line,

Of all the world the light divine!