The Lamb, which by the wolves was slain,
Sends you as lambs to wolves again;
They have aside their nature laid,
And lambs by you of wolves are made.

The earth look'd to the offended skies
Teeming with impious sacrifice;
Now by your sweat 'tis newly dyed,
And by your blood is purified.

New fruits her genial face renew,
Blest by that fertilizing dew;
How rich the harvest of His grace!
And we in that have found a place.

If Thou who dost the increase give,
Wilt look on us, then we shall live,
Ripen, and grow, and evermore
Be gather'd to Thy heavenly store.

Glory to God, both Three and One,
The Father, Spirit, and the Son,
Who calleth us from dead of night
To see His countenance of light.

COMMEMORATION OF EVANGELISTS.

AT THE VESPERS.

Behold upon the mountains the feet of him, that bringeth good tidings, that publisheth peace.-NAHUM i.

"Christi perennes nuntii."

CHRIST's everlasting messengers,
Who, from the opening skies,
Traverse the earth in showers of light,
And sow with mysteries.

The things discern'd by seers of old,

Behind the shadowy screen,

In the full day have ye beheld,

With not a veil between.

The things which God as man hath borne,

Which man as God hath done,

Ye write, as God dictates, to all

Who see the circling sun.
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Though far in space and time apart,
One Spirit sways you all;

And we in those blest characters
Hear now that living call.

Glory to God, the Three in One,
All glory be to Thee,

Who from our darkness callest us
Thy glorious light to see.

AT THE MATTINS.

Out of Sion hath God appeared in perfect beauty. Our God shall come and shall not keep silence.-PSALM 1.

"Sinæ sub alto vertice."

WHEN from the mount the Law was given
Sinai with terrors rang;

Thunderings, and darkness lightning-riven,

And the loud trumpet's clang,

Confess'd our present God come down from Heav'n.

Through fleshly veil, in gentler light,

And temper'd Deity,

He loves, in pity infinite,
To lay His terrors by,

Fitting His glories to our weaker sight.

That, rock-engraven, firm and true,
Gave but the stern command;

This, heart-impress'd, for ever new,

And writ not with the hand,

Doth give with the command the power to do.

In silent characters that stood;

These, with a gentle sway,

With living voice and actions good,

Themselves first led the way,

And sealed with the seal of their own blood.

O Thou, who didst Thy saints incline

The words of life to bear,

Prepare our souls to be Thy shrine,
And with Thy finger there

Write Thine own laws in characters Divine.

Train Thou us, Lord, with Thee to die,
That we from death may rise,

Our steps on earth, our hearts on high,

Our treasure in the skies,

Where God Triune doth reign for ever nigh.