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And they beneath their Leader,
Who conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever

Are clad in robes of white.

Jerufalem the glorious!

The joy of the elect,

O dear and future vifion
That eager hearts expect.

Ev'n now by faith I see thee,
Ev'n here thy walls difcern;
To thee my thoughts are kindled,
And strive, and pant, and yearn.
Jerufalem the only

That look'ft from Heav'n below,
For thee is all my glory,

In me is all my woe.

And though my body may not,
My spirit feeks thee fain;
Till flesh and earth return me
To earth and flesh again.

O land that feeft no forrow!
O ftate that fear'ft no ftrife!

O princely bowers! O land of flowers!
O realm and home of life!*

BERNARD, 12th Cent.

* These very beautiful lines form a portion of a lengthy poem "On the Contempt of the World," by Bernard of Cluny, the contemporary of his more illuftrious name fake, better known as St. Bernard, one of whofe hymns will be found in this collection.

XVII.

HEAVEN.

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IGH the angel choirs are raifing
Heart and voice in harmony;
The Creator King ftill praising,
Whom in beauty there they fee.

Sweeteft ftrains, from foft harps ftealing;
Trumpets, notes of triumph pealing;
Radiant wings and white ftoles gleaming,
Up the fteps of glory ftreaming;
Where the heavenly bells are ringing,
Holy, holy, holy! finging
To the mighty Trinity!
Holy, holy, holy crying;

For all earthly care and fighing
In that city cease to be!

Every voice is there harmonious,
Praifing God in hymns fymphonious;
Love each heart with light enfolding,
As they stand in peace beholding
There the Triune Deity,
Whom adore the Seraphim,

Aye, with love eternal burning;
Venerate the Cherubim,

To their fount of honour turning;
Whilft angelic thrones adoring,
Gaze upon His Majefty.

Oh, how beautiful that region,
And how fair that heavenly legion,
Where thus men and angels blend!
Glorious will that city be,
Full of deep tranquillity,

Light and peace from end to end!

All the happy dwellers there
Shine in robes of purity;

Keep the law of charity,
Bound in firmeft unity;

Labour finds them not, nor care,
Ignorance can ne'er perplex,
Nothing tempt them, nothing vex ;
Joy and health their fadeless bleffing
Always all things good poffeffing.

THOMAS À KEMPIS, 14th Cent.

XVIII.

THE LAST DAY.

REAT God, what do I fee and hear!

The end of things created!
The Judge of mankind doth appear
On clouds of glory feated!

The trumpet founds, the restore.

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graves

The dead, which they contained before;

Prepare, my foul, to meet Him.

"The dead in Chrift fhall first arife," At the last trumpet's founding!

Caught up to meet Him in the skies,
With joy their Lord furrounding :
No gloomy fears their fouls difmay;
His presence sheds eternal day

On thofe prepared to meet Him.

Far over space to distant spheres
The lightnings are prevailing;
The ungodly rife, and all their tears
And cries are unavailing :

The day of grace is past and gone;
Trembling they ftand before the throne,
All unprepared to meet Him.

Stay, Fancy, ftay, and close thy wings;
Reprefs thy flight too daring;
One wondrous fight my comfort brings,
The Judge my nature wearing;
Beneath His cross I view the day
When Heaven and Earth shall pass away,

And thus prepare to meet Him.

MARTIN LUTHER, 16th Cent.

XIX.

THE HOLY SPIRIT.

OME, Holy Spirit, God and Lord,
Be all Thy graces now outpour'd
On the believer's mind and foul,
And touch our hearts with living coal.

Thy light this day fhone forth fo clear,
All tongues and nations gather'd near,
To learn that faith, for which we bring
Glad praise to Thee, and loudly fing,
Hallelujah, Hallelujah.

Thou Strong Defence, Thou Holy Light,
Teach us to know our God aright,

And call Him Father from the heart :
The word of life and truth impart,

That we may love not doctrines ftrange,
Nor e'er to other teachers range,
But Jefus for our Mafter own,
And put our truft in Him alone.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

Thou facred ardour, comfort fweet,
Help us to wait with ready feet
And willing heart at Thy command,
Nor trial fright us from Thy band.
Lord, make us ready with Thy powers,
Strengthen the flesh in weaker hours,
That as good warriors we may force

Through life and death to Thee our course.

Hallelujah, Hallelujah!

MARTIN LUTHER, 1524.

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