Scriptural narratives of those passages in Our Blessed Lord's life and ministry, which are subjects of annual commemoration in the church preceded by preliminary notices of the days on which they are commemorated, and followed by reflexions and collects: adapted to the greater holydays of the United Church of England and Ireland; and designed, together with biographical notices of the apostles, evangelists, and other saints, to form a course of reading on all the holydays of the church. By Richard Mant |
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MONDAY IN EASTER WEEK.
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There is a charm at eventide,
Ere the great sun his radiance hide,
Slow sinking in the west,
To mark his beams all-golden throw
O'er earth, sea, sky, a parting glow,
The harbinger of rest.
Ere the great sun his radiance hide,
Slow sinking in the west,
To mark his beams all-golden throw
O'er earth, sea, sky, a parting glow,
The harbinger of rest.
Such charm comes o'er the pensive mind,
To see the Saviour of mankind
Still fain to linger here;
To linger yet a little while,
And with kind look and farewell smile
His drooping followers cheer.
To see the Saviour of mankind
Still fain to linger here;
To linger yet a little while,
And with kind look and farewell smile
His drooping followers cheer.
Past is the cloud that dimm'd his brow,
And his own heav'n expects him now,
His own bright realm of light;
To claim his heritage above,
The bosom of his Father's love,
The right hand of his might.
And his own heav'n expects him now,
His own bright realm of light;
To claim his heritage above,
The bosom of his Father's love,
The right hand of his might.
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Go then! but goodness holds thee yet:
Fain would'st thou still thy kingly state
For those thou lov'st forego:
Content a space on earth to stay,
To chase the gloom of doubt away,
And soothe the throbs of woe.
Fain would'st thou still thy kingly state
For those thou lov'st forego:
Content a space on earth to stay,
To chase the gloom of doubt away,
And soothe the throbs of woe.
She, who stands weeping there alone,
With eyes that cleave to yonder stone,
Must first behold thy face:
The faithful friends, who wander near,
Mute with amazement, wild with fear,
Must first thy feet embrace.
With eyes that cleave to yonder stone,
Must first behold thy face:
The faithful friends, who wander near,
Mute with amazement, wild with fear,
Must first thy feet embrace.
The mourners, slow of heart to learn;—
Thy tongue must teach their heart to burn
With Scripture's mystick lore:
Who fled thee late, thy timorous train;—
Thy form must bless their eyes again,
Thy voice their peace restore.
Thy tongue must teach their heart to burn
With Scripture's mystick lore:
Who fled thee late, thy timorous train;—
Thy form must bless their eyes again,
Thy voice their peace restore.
To him, whose anxious mind demands
To feel thy feet, thy side, thy hands,
Such boon thy grace must yield:
To him, who thrice thy name denied,
Thy charge, in kindness thrice applied,
Must speak his pardon seal'd.
To feel thy feet, thy side, thy hands,
Such boon thy grace must yield:
To him, who thrice thy name denied,
Thy charge, in kindness thrice applied,
Must speak his pardon seal'd.
Then go not yet! Though angel quires
Have spread their wings, and strung their lyres,
Thy soaring pomp to swell;
Still linger here a little while,
And gladden with thy parting smile
The hearts, thou lov'st so well.
Have spread their wings, and strung their lyres,
Thy soaring pomp to swell;
Still linger here a little while,
And gladden with thy parting smile
The hearts, thou lov'st so well.
O Thou, in might, in love, supreme!
While heavenly glories round thee beam,
Heir of thy Father's throne,
The Eternal's co-eternal Word,
Lord of the sceptre and the sword,
Awe struck thy power we own.
While heavenly glories round thee beam,
Heir of thy Father's throne,
The Eternal's co-eternal Word,
Lord of the sceptre and the sword,
Awe struck thy power we own.
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Nor less the charms, that through the veil
Of dim humanity prevail,
With deep affection view;
The signs of goodness and of grace,
That track thy course, delighted trace,
And, what we love, pursue.
Of dim humanity prevail,
With deep affection view;
The signs of goodness and of grace,
That track thy course, delighted trace,
And, what we love, pursue.
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