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All Saints.
CHILDREN'S SEQUENCE.
Christian children, hear me,
Children, gather near me:
Of the children's Lord I sing;
Of the Child so glorious,
Of the Child victorious,
Of the Child, the children's King.
Children, gather near me:
Of the children's Lord I sing;
Of the Child so glorious,
Of the Child victorious,
Of the Child, the children's King.
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He, on earth a stranger,
Lying in a manger,
Pillowed on His Mother's breast;
While that Virgin-Mother,
Blest above all other,
Gave Him food and gave Him rest:
Lying in a manger,
Pillowed on His Mother's breast;
While that Virgin-Mother,
Blest above all other,
Gave Him food and gave Him rest:
He had many a fervent
Happy baby servant,
Full of courage, full of love;
Many a baby martyr
Who rejoiced to barter
Life on earth for Life above.
Happy baby servant,
Full of courage, full of love;
Many a baby martyr
Who rejoiced to barter
Life on earth for Life above.
Agnes leads the story,
Agnes in her glory,
Whom they cast amidst the flame;
But the flame, defeated,
From her steps retreated
At the Infant Monarch's Name.
Agnes in her glory,
Whom they cast amidst the flame;
But the flame, defeated,
From her steps retreated
At the Infant Monarch's Name.
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From the heavenly regions,
Girt with heavenly legions,
Eight days past, her home she sought;
And a lamb, the whitest,
Loveliest, purest, brightest,
In her loving arms she brought.
Girt with heavenly legions,
Eight days past, her home she sought;
And a lamb, the whitest,
Loveliest, purest, brightest,
In her loving arms she brought.
“These thou seest, my mother,
These, and many another,
Are my blest companions now;
Once so far above me,
Dwell with me and love me,
Palm in hand and Crown on brow.”
These, and many another,
Are my blest companions now;
Once so far above me,
Dwell with me and love me,
Palm in hand and Crown on brow.”
Lauded day by day be
Cyriac, victor-baby,
Cyriac and his mother blest;
How Julitta, tending
Till his torments ending,
Saw him enter into rest.
Cyriac, victor-baby,
Cyriac and his mother blest;
How Julitta, tending
Till his torments ending,
Saw him enter into rest.
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Happy lambs and glorious,
Lambs o'er wolves victorious,
Doves that put the hawks to flight;
Strength made firm in weakness,
Victory won by meekness;
Faith that now is lost in sight.
Lambs o'er wolves victorious,
Doves that put the hawks to flight;
Strength made firm in weakness,
Victory won by meekness;
Faith that now is lost in sight.
Some day, some day, we too
Your bright Home will flee to,
In your song will bear our part;
Meanwhile, you above us
Very dearly love us,
As we you with all our heart.
Your bright Home will flee to,
In your song will bear our part;
Meanwhile, you above us
Very dearly love us,
As we you with all our heart.
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