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III. HYMNS.
i. Hymn.
[Him whom the Earth, the Sea, and Sky]
Him whom the Earth, the Sea, and Sky
Worship, adore, and magnify,
And doth this threefold Engine steer,
Mary's pure Closet now doth bear.
Worship, adore, and magnify,
And doth this threefold Engine steer,
Mary's pure Closet now doth bear.
Whom Sun and Moon, and Creatures all,
Serving at Times, obey his Call;
Pouring from Heaven his Sacred Grace,
I' th' Virgin's Bowels hath ta'ne Place.
Serving at Times, obey his Call;
Pouring from Heaven his Sacred Grace,
I' th' Virgin's Bowels hath ta'ne Place.
Mother most blest by such a Dower,
Whose Maker, Lord of highest Power,
Who this wide World in Hand contains,
In thy Womb's Ark himselfe restrains.
Whose Maker, Lord of highest Power,
Who this wide World in Hand contains,
In thy Womb's Ark himselfe restrains.
Blest by a Message from Heaven brought,
Fertile with Holy Ghost full fraught;
Of Nations the desired King,
Within thy Sacred Womb doth spring.
Fertile with Holy Ghost full fraught;
Of Nations the desired King,
Within thy Sacred Womb doth spring.
Lord, may Thy Glory still endure,
Who born wast of a Virgin pure;
The Father's and the Sp'rit's of Love,
Which endless Worlds may not remove.
Who born wast of a Virgin pure;
The Father's and the Sp'rit's of Love,
Which endless Worlds may not remove.
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ii. An Evening Hymn.
Maker of all, we Thee intreat,
Before the joyful Light descend,
That Thou with wonted Mercy great
Us as our Keeper would'st defend.
Before the joyful Light descend,
That Thou with wonted Mercy great
Us as our Keeper would'st defend.
Let idle Dreams be far away,
And vain Illusions of the Night;
Repress our Foe, least that he may
Our Bodies to foul Lust incite.
And vain Illusions of the Night;
Repress our Foe, least that he may
Our Bodies to foul Lust incite.
Let this, O Father, granted be,
Through our dear Saviour's boundless Merit,
Who doth for ever Live with Thee,
Together with the holy Spirit.
Through our dear Saviour's boundless Merit,
Who doth for ever Live with Thee,
Together with the holy Spirit.
iii. Complaint of the Blessed Virgin.
The Mother stood with Grief confounded,Near the Cross; her Tears abounded
While her dear Son hanged was,
Through whose Soul, her Sighs forth venting,
Sadly mourning and lamenting,
Sharpest Points of Swords did pass.
O how sad and how distress'd,
Was the Mother ever-bless'd,
Who God's only Son forth-brought:
She in Grief and Woes did languish,
Quaking to behold what Anguish
To her noble Son was wrought.
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iv. Hymn upon the Nativity.
Christ, whose Redemption all doth free,
Son of the Father, who alone
Before the World began to be,
Didst spring from Him by Means unknown;
Son of the Father, who alone
Before the World began to be,
Didst spring from Him by Means unknown;
Thou his clear Brightness, thou his Light,
Thou everlasting Hope of all,
Observe the Prayers which in Thy Sight
Thy Servants through the World let fall.
Thou everlasting Hope of all,
Observe the Prayers which in Thy Sight
Thy Servants through the World let fall.
O dearest Saviour, bear in Mind
That of our Body Thou a Child
Didst whilom take the natural Kind,
Born of the Virgin undefil'd.
That of our Body Thou a Child
Didst whilom take the natural Kind,
Born of the Virgin undefil'd.
This much the present Day makes known,
Passing the Circuit of the Year,
That thou from thy high Father's Throne
The World's sole Safety didst appear.
Passing the Circuit of the Year,
That thou from thy high Father's Throne
The World's sole Safety didst appear.
The highest Heaven, the Earth, and Seas,
And all that is within them found,
Because he sent Thee us to ease,
With mirthful Songs his Praise resound.
And all that is within them found,
Because he sent Thee us to ease,
With mirthful Songs his Praise resound.
We also who redeemed are
With Thy pure Blood from sinful State,
For this thy Birth-Day will prepare
New Hymns this Feast to celebrate.
With Thy pure Blood from sinful State,
For this thy Birth-Day will prepare
New Hymns this Feast to celebrate.
Glory, O Lord, be given to Thee
Whom the unspotted Virgin bore,
And Glory to Thee, Father, be,
And th' holy Ghost for ever more.
Whom the unspotted Virgin bore,
And Glory to Thee, Father, be,
And th' holy Ghost for ever more.
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v. Hymn upon the Innocents.
Hail, you sweet Babes, that are the Flowers,
Whom (when you Life begin to taste,)
The Enemy of Christ devours,
As Whirlwinds down the Roses cast.
Whom (when you Life begin to taste,)
The Enemy of Christ devours,
As Whirlwinds down the Roses cast.
First Sacrifice to Christ you went,
Of offer'd Lambs a tender Sort;
With Palms and Crowns you Innocent
Before the sacred Altar sport.
Of offer'd Lambs a tender Sort;
With Palms and Crowns you Innocent
Before the sacred Altar sport.
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vi. Dedication of a Church.
Jerusalem, that place Divine,The Vision of sweet Peace is nam'd,
In Heaven her glorious Turrets shine,
Her Walls of living Stones are fram'd,
While Angels guard her on each Side,
Fit Company for such a Bride.
She deckt in new Attire from Heaven,
Her Wedding-Chamber now descends,
Prepar'd in Marriage to be given
To Christ, on whom her Joy depends.
Her Walls wherewith she is inclos'd,
And Streets are of pure Gold compos'd.
The Gates adorn'd with Pearls most bright
The Way to hidden Glory show;
And thither by the blessed Might
Of Faith in Jesus's Merits go
All these who are on Earth distrest,
Because they have Christ's Name profest.
These Stones the Work-men dress and beat,
Before they throughly Polisht are,
Then each is in his proper Seat
Establisht by the Builder's Care,
In this fair Frame to stand for ever,
So joyn'd that them no Force can sever.
To God, who sits in highest Seat,
Glory and Power given be,
To Father, Son, and Paraclete,
Who reign in equal Dignity;
Whose boundless Power we still adore,
And sing their Praise for ever-more.
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vii. Hymn.
[Jesv, our Prayers with Mildness hear]
Jesv, our Prayers with Mildness hear,
Who art the Crown which Virgins decks,
Whom a pure Maid did breed and bear,
The sole Example of her Sex.
Who art the Crown which Virgins decks,
Whom a pure Maid did breed and bear,
The sole Example of her Sex.
Thou feeding there where Lillies spring,
While round about the Virgins dance,
Thy Spouse dost to Glory bring,
And them with high Rewards advance.
While round about the Virgins dance,
Thy Spouse dost to Glory bring,
And them with high Rewards advance.
The Virgins follow in thy Ways
Whithersoever thou dost go,
They trace thy Steps with Songs of Praise,
And in sweet Hymns thy Glory show.
Whithersoever thou dost go,
They trace thy Steps with Songs of Praise,
And in sweet Hymns thy Glory show.
Cause thy protecting Grace, we pray,
In all our Senses to abound,
Keeping from them all harms which may
Our Souls with foul Corruption wound.
In all our Senses to abound,
Keeping from them all harms which may
Our Souls with foul Corruption wound.
Praise, Honour, Strength, and Glory great
To God, the Father, and the Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
While Time lasts, and when Time is done.
To God, the Father, and the Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
While Time lasts, and when Time is done.
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viii. Hymn.
[Benign Creator of the Stars]
Benign Creator of the Stars,
Eternal Light of faithful Eyes,
Christ, whose Redemption none debars,
Do not our humble Prayers despise:
Eternal Light of faithful Eyes,
Christ, whose Redemption none debars,
Do not our humble Prayers despise:
Who for the state of Mankind griev'd,
That it by Death destroy'd should be,
Hast the diseased World reliev'd,
And given the Guilty Remedy.
That it by Death destroy'd should be,
Hast the diseased World reliev'd,
And given the Guilty Remedy.
When th' Evening of the World drew near,
Thou as a Bridegroom deign'st to come
Out of thy Wedding-Chamber dear,
Thy Virgin Mother's purest Womb.
Thou as a Bridegroom deign'st to come
Out of thy Wedding-Chamber dear,
Thy Virgin Mother's purest Womb.
To the strong Force of whose high Reign
All Knees are bow'd with Gesture low,
Creatures which Heaven or Earth contain,
With Rev'rence their Subjection show.
All Knees are bow'd with Gesture low,
Creatures which Heaven or Earth contain,
With Rev'rence their Subjection show.
O holy Lord, we thee desire,
Whom we expect to judge all Faults,
Preserve us, as the Times require,
From our deceitful Foes Assaults.
Whom we expect to judge all Faults,
Preserve us, as the Times require,
From our deceitful Foes Assaults.
Praise, Honour, Strength, and Glory great
To God, the Father, and the Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
Whilst Time lasts, and when Time is done.
To God, the Father, and the Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
Whilst Time lasts, and when Time is done.
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ix. Hymn for Sunday.
O blest Creator of the Light,
Who bringing forth the Light of Days
With the first Work of Splendor bright,
The World didst to Beginning raise;
Who bringing forth the Light of Days
With the first Work of Splendor bright,
The World didst to Beginning raise;
Who Morn with Evening joyn'd in one,
Commandedst should be call'd the Day;
The foul Confusion now is gone,
O hear us when with Tears we Pray;
Commandedst should be call'd the Day;
The foul Confusion now is gone,
O hear us when with Tears we Pray;
Lest that the Mind with Fears full fraught,
Should lose best Life's Eternal Gains,
While it hath no Immortal Thought,
But is inwrapt in sinful Chains.
Should lose best Life's Eternal Gains,
While it hath no Immortal Thought,
But is inwrapt in sinful Chains.
O may it beat the inmost Sky,
And the Reward of Life possess;
May we from hurtful Actions fly,
And purge away all Wickedness.
And the Reward of Life possess;
May we from hurtful Actions fly,
And purge away all Wickedness.
Dear Father, grant what we intreat,
And only Son who like Power hast,
Together with the Paraclete,
Reigning whilst Times and Ages last.
And only Son who like Power hast,
Together with the Paraclete,
Reigning whilst Times and Ages last.
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x. Hymn for Monday.
Great Maker of the Heavens wide,
Who, least Things mixt should all confound,
The Floods and Waters didst divide,
And didst appoint the Heavens their bound;
Who, least Things mixt should all confound,
The Floods and Waters didst divide,
And didst appoint the Heavens their bound;
Ordering where heavenly Things shall stay,
Where Streams shall run on earthly Soyl,
That Waters may the Flames allay,
Least they the Globe of Earth should spoil;
Where Streams shall run on earthly Soyl,
That Waters may the Flames allay,
Least they the Globe of Earth should spoil;
Sweet Lord, into our Minds infuse
The Gift of everlasting Grace,
That no old Faults which we did use
May with new Frauds our Souls deface.
The Gift of everlasting Grace,
That no old Faults which we did use
May with new Frauds our Souls deface.
May our true Faith obtain the Light,
And such clear Beams our Hearts possess
That it vain Things may banish quite,
And that no Falshood it oppress.
And such clear Beams our Hearts possess
That it vain Things may banish quite,
And that no Falshood it oppress.
Dear Father, grant what we intreat, etc.
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xi. Hymn for Tuesday.
Great Maker of Man's earthly Realm,
Who didst the Ground from Waters take,
Which did the troubled Land o'rewhelm,
And it unmoveable didst make,
Who didst the Ground from Waters take,
Which did the troubled Land o'rewhelm,
And it unmoveable didst make,
That there young Plants might fitly spring,
While it with golden Flowers attir'd
Might forth ripe Fruit in Plenty bring,
And yield sweet Fruit by all desir'd;
While it with golden Flowers attir'd
Might forth ripe Fruit in Plenty bring,
And yield sweet Fruit by all desir'd;
With fragrant Greenness of thy Grace,
Our blasted Souls of Wounds release,
That tears foul Sins away may chase,
And in the Mind bad Motions cease:
Our blasted Souls of Wounds release,
That tears foul Sins away may chase,
And in the Mind bad Motions cease:
May it obey thy heavenly Voice,
And never drawing near to Ill,
T' abound in Goodness may rejoyce,
And may no mortal sin fulfil.
And never drawing near to Ill,
T' abound in Goodness may rejoyce,
And may no mortal sin fulfil.
Dear Father, etc.
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xii. Hymn for Wednesday.
O holy God of heavenly Frame,
Who mak'st the Pole's high Center bright,
And paint'st the same with shining Flames,
Adorning it with beauteous Light;
Who mak'st the Pole's high Center bright,
And paint'st the same with shining Flames,
Adorning it with beauteous Light;
Who framing on the fourth of Days
The fiery Chariot of the Sun,
Appoint'st the Moon her changing Rays,
And Orbs in which the Planets run,
The fiery Chariot of the Sun,
Appoint'st the Moon her changing Rays,
And Orbs in which the Planets run,
That Thou might'st by a certain bound,
'Twixt Night and Day Division make,
And that some sure Sign might be found
To shew when Months Beginning take;
'Twixt Night and Day Division make,
And that some sure Sign might be found
To shew when Months Beginning take;
Men's Hearts with lightsome Splendor bless,
Wipe from their minds polluting spots,
Dissolve the Bond of Guiltiness,
Throw down the Heaps of sinful Blots.
Wipe from their minds polluting spots,
Dissolve the Bond of Guiltiness,
Throw down the Heaps of sinful Blots.
Dear Father, etc.
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xiii. Hymn for Thursday.
O God, whose Forces far extend,
Who Creatures which from Waters spring
Back to the Flood dost partly send,
And up to th' Air dost partly bring;
Who Creatures which from Waters spring
Back to the Flood dost partly send,
And up to th' Air dost partly bring;
Some in the Waters deeply div'd,
Some playing in the Heavens above,
That Natures from one Stock deriv'd
May thus to several Dwellings move;
Some playing in the Heavens above,
That Natures from one Stock deriv'd
May thus to several Dwellings move;
Upon thy Servants Grace bestow,
Whose Souls thy bloody Waters clear,
That they no sinful Falls may know,
Nor heavy Grief of Death may bear;
Whose Souls thy bloody Waters clear,
That they no sinful Falls may know,
Nor heavy Grief of Death may bear;
That Sin no Soul opprest may thrall,
That none be lifted high with Pride,
That Minds cast downward do not fall,
Nor raised up may backward slide.
That none be lifted high with Pride,
That Minds cast downward do not fall,
Nor raised up may backward slide.
Dear Father, etc.
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xiv. Hymn for Friday.
God, from whose Work Mankind did spring,
Who all in Rule dost only keep,
Bidding the dry Land forth to bring
All kind of Beasts which on it creep;
Who all in Rule dost only keep,
Bidding the dry Land forth to bring
All kind of Beasts which on it creep;
Who hast made subject to Man's Hand
Great Bodies of each mighty Thing,
That taking Life from thy Command,
They might in Order serve their King;
Great Bodies of each mighty Thing,
That taking Life from thy Command,
They might in Order serve their King;
From us thy Servants (Lord) expel
Those Errors which Uncleanness breeds,
Which either in our Manners dwell,
Or mix themselves among our Deeds.
Those Errors which Uncleanness breeds,
Which either in our Manners dwell,
Or mix themselves among our Deeds.
Give the Rewards of joyful Life,
The plenteous Gifts of Grace encrease,
Dissolve the cruel Bonds of Strife,
Knit fast the happy League of Peace.
The plenteous Gifts of Grace encrease,
Dissolve the cruel Bonds of Strife,
Knit fast the happy League of Peace.
Dear Father, etc.
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xv. Hymn for Saturday.
O Trinity, O blessed Light,
O Unity, most principal!
The fiery Sun now leaves our Sight,
Cause in our Hearts thy Beams to fall.
O Unity, most principal!
The fiery Sun now leaves our Sight,
Cause in our Hearts thy Beams to fall.
Let us with Songs of Praise divine,
At Morn and Evening Thee implore,
And let our Glory bow'd to Thine,
Thee glorify for ever-more.
At Morn and Evening Thee implore,
And let our Glory bow'd to Thine,
Thee glorify for ever-more.
To God the Father Glory great,
And Glory to his only Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
Both now and still while Ages run.
And Glory to his only Son,
And to the holy Paraclete,
Both now and still while Ages run.
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xvi. Upon the Sundays in Lent.
Hymn.
O merciful Creator, hear
Our Prayers to Thee devoutly bent,
Which we pour forth with many a Tear
In this most holy Fast of Lent.
Our Prayers to Thee devoutly bent,
Which we pour forth with many a Tear
In this most holy Fast of Lent.
Thou mildest Searcher of each Heart,
Who know'st the weakness of our Strength,
To us forgiving Grace impart,
Since we return to Thee at length.
Who know'st the weakness of our Strength,
To us forgiving Grace impart,
Since we return to Thee at length.
Much have we sinned to our Shame,
But spare us who our Sins confess;
And for the Glory of thy Name,
To our sick Souls afford Redress.
But spare us who our Sins confess;
And for the Glory of thy Name,
To our sick Souls afford Redress.
Grant that the Flesh may be so pin'd
By Means of outward Abstinence,
As that the sober watchful Mind
May fast from Spots of all Offence.
By Means of outward Abstinence,
As that the sober watchful Mind
May fast from Spots of all Offence.
Grant this, O blessed Trinity,
Pure Unity, to this incline,
That the Effects of Fasts may be
A grateful Recompence for Thine.
Pure Unity, to this incline,
That the Effects of Fasts may be
A grateful Recompence for Thine.
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xvii. On the Ascension Day.
O Jesu, who our Souls dost save,
On whom our Love and Hopes depend,
God, from whom all Things Being have,
Man, when the World drew to an end;
On whom our Love and Hopes depend,
God, from whom all Things Being have,
Man, when the World drew to an end;
What Clemency Thee vanquisht so,
Upon Thee our foul Crimes to take,
And cruel Death to undergo,
That Thou from Death us free might make?
Upon Thee our foul Crimes to take,
And cruel Death to undergo,
That Thou from Death us free might make?
Let thine own Goodness to Thee bend,
That thou our Sins may'st put to Flight;
Spare us, and as our Wishes tend,
O satisfy us with Thy Sight.
That thou our Sins may'st put to Flight;
Spare us, and as our Wishes tend,
O satisfy us with Thy Sight.
May'st Thou our joyful Pleasures be,
Who shall be our expected Gain,
And let our Glory be in Thee,
While any Ages shall remain.
Who shall be our expected Gain,
And let our Glory be in Thee,
While any Ages shall remain.
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xviii. Hymn for Whitsunday.
Creator, Holy Ghost, descend,
Visit our Minds with thy bright Flame,
And thy celestial Grace extend,
To fill the Hearts which Thou didst frame:
Visit our Minds with thy bright Flame,
And thy celestial Grace extend,
To fill the Hearts which Thou didst frame:
Who Paraclete art said to be,
Gift which the highest God bestows,
Fountain of Life, Fire, Charity,
Oyntment whence Ghostly Blessing flows.
Gift which the highest God bestows,
Fountain of Life, Fire, Charity,
Oyntment whence Ghostly Blessing flows.
Thy seven-fold Grace Thou down dost send,
Of God's right Hand Thou finger art,
Thou by the Father promised
Unto our Mouths dost Speech impart.
Of God's right Hand Thou finger art,
Thou by the Father promised
Unto our Mouths dost Speech impart.
In our dull Senses kindle Light;
Infuse thy Love into our Hearts,
Reforming with perpetual Light
Th' Infirmities of fleshly Parts.
Infuse thy Love into our Hearts,
Reforming with perpetual Light
Th' Infirmities of fleshly Parts.
Far from our Dwelling drive our Foe,
And quickly Peace unto us bring;
Be thou our Guide, before to go,
That we may shun each hurtful Thing.
And quickly Peace unto us bring;
Be thou our Guide, before to go,
That we may shun each hurtful Thing.
Be pleased to instruct our Mind,
To know the Father and the Son,
The Spirit who them both dost bind,
Let us believe while Ages run.
To know the Father and the Son,
The Spirit who them both dost bind,
Let us believe while Ages run.
To God the Father Glory great,
And to the Son who from the dead
Arose, and to the Paraclete,
Beyond all Time imagined.
And to the Son who from the dead
Arose, and to the Paraclete,
Beyond all Time imagined.
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xix. On the Transfiguration of our Lord, the Sixth of August; A Hymn.
All you that seek Christ, let your Sight
Up to the Height directed be,
For there you may the Sign most bright
Of everlasting Glory see.
Up to the Height directed be,
For there you may the Sign most bright
Of everlasting Glory see.
A radiant Light we there behold,
Endless, unbounded, lofty, high;
Than Heaven or that rude Heap more old,
Wherein the World confus'd did lye.
Endless, unbounded, lofty, high;
Than Heaven or that rude Heap more old,
Wherein the World confus'd did lye.
The Gentiles this great Prince embrace;
The Jews obey this King's Command,
Promis'd to Abraham and his race
A Blessing while the World shall stand.
The Jews obey this King's Command,
Promis'd to Abraham and his race
A Blessing while the World shall stand.
By Mouths of Prophets free from Lyes,
Who seal the Witness which they bear,
His Father bidding testifies
That we should Him believe and hear.
Who seal the Witness which they bear,
His Father bidding testifies
That we should Him believe and hear.
Glory, O Lord, be given to Thee,
Who hast appear'd upon this Day;
And glory to the Father be,
And to the Holy Ghost for ay.
Who hast appear'd upon this Day;
And glory to the Father be,
And to the Holy Ghost for ay.
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xx. On the Feast of St. Michael the Arch-Angel.
To Thee, O Christ, Thy Father's Light,Life, Vertue, which our Heart inspires,
In Presence of thine Angels bright,
We sing with Voice and with Desires:
Our selves we mutually invite
To Melody with answering Quires.
With Reverence we these Souldiers praise,
Who near the heavenly Throne abide,
And chiefly him whom God doth raise
His strong Celestial Host to guide,
Michael, who by his Power dismays,
And beateth down the Devils pride.
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