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FIFTH SUNDAY AFTER EASTER.
LIFE nor Death shall us dissever
When to him we cry!
Sin may seek to snare us,
But his might shall still defend us,
Comfort ere we die !
ASCENSION DAY, AND SUNDAY AFTER.
"SIT thou on my right hand, my Son!" saith the Lord.
"Sit thou on my right hand, my Son!
Till in the fatal hour
Of my wrath, and my power,
Thy foes shall be a footstool to thy throne!
"Prayer shall be made to thee, my Son!" saith the Lord.
"Prayer shall be made to thee, my Son!
From earth and air and sea,
And all that in them be,
Which thou for thine heritage hast won!"
Daily be thou praised, my Son!" saith the Lord.
"Daily be thou praised, my Son!
And all that live and move,
Let them bless thy bleeding love,
And the work which thy worthiness hath done!"
SPIRIT of Truth! on this thy day
To guide us through the dreary way
We ask not, Lord! thy cloven flame,
We mourn not that prophetic skill
We neither have nor seek the
But thou in dark temptation's hour,
No heavenly harpings soothe our ear,
When tongues shall cease, and power decay,
With Faith, with Hope, with Love!
HOLY, holy, holy, Lord God Almighty,
Early in the morning our song shall rise to thee; Holy, holy, holy, merciful and mighty!
God in three persons, blessed Trinity!
Holy, holy, holy! all the saints adore thee, Casting down their golden crowns around the glassy sea;
Cherubim and seraphim falling down before thee, Which wert and art and evermore shalt be!
Holy, holy, holy! though the darkness hide thee, Though the eye of sinful man thy glory may
Only thou art holy, there is none beside thee,