Hymns of the Eastern Church
John Mason Neale
Hayes, 1862 - Hymns, English - 164 pages
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Page 27 - Christian, dost thou hear them, How they speak thee fair, "Always fast and vigil, Always watch and prayer?" Christian, answer boldly, "While I breathe I pray!
Page 87 - If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay ? " Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away.
Page 26 - Christian, dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the troops of Midian Prowl and prowl around ? Christian, up and smite them, Counting gain but loss; Smite them by the merit Of the holy Cross.
Page 130 - Safe home, safe home in port ! — Rent cordage, shattered deck, Torn sails, provisions short, And only not a wreck...
Page 86 - Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my guide ? " In His feet and hands are wound-prints, And His side.
Page 40 - With hymns of victory. 2 Our hearts be pure from evil, That we may see aright The Lord in rays eternal Of resurrection-light ; And, listening to His accents, May hear so calm and plain His own " All hail," and hearing, May raise the victor strain.
Page 40 - Now let the heavens be joyful ; Let earth her song begin ; Let the round world keep triumph, And all that is therein...
Page 63 - THOSE eternal bowers Man hath never trod, Those unfading flowers Round the throne of GOD. Who may hope to gain them After weary fight ? Who at length attain them Clad in robes of white ? He, who gladly barters All on earthly ground ; He who, like the martyrs, Says ' I will be crowned ' : He, whose one oblation Is a life of love ; Clinging to the nation Of the blest above.
Page 137 - Still let them succour us ; still let them fight, LORD of Angelic hosts, battling for right ; Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, We with the Angels may bow and adore.
Page 3 - The toils of day are over : I raise the hymn to thee ; And ask that free from peril The hours of fear may be.