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adore Angel art Thou blest Canon Catavasia Cento Christ is risen Christian composed by Dr compositions Constantine Pogonatus Constantinople Cosmas Creation bless cry with heart's death dost thou Draw nigh earth earthly Eastern Church EATON SQUARE eternal evermore faith Father glad glorious glory grace Greek Gregory Nazianzen Habakkuk hath risen hath triumphed gloriously heart's endeavour hearts Heav'n heavenly Hirmos Holy art Thou hymn Hymnology Iconoclasts Icons Idiomela immortality Incarnate J. T. HAYES Jerusalem Jesus John Damascene King Leo the Armenian Let all Creation light LYALL PLACE magnify His Name melody Monothelitism mortal o'er Octoechus ODE VIII Pascha Passover peace praise Priest reader Resurrection Sackville College Saviour Schroeder Sedding's book Septuagesima shalt Sion song Sophronius sorrow soul stanzas STICHERA Studium sweet Synaxarion Thee Thine Thomas's Sunday Thou art bless'd Thou didst Throne tomb Triodion troparia Troparion victory Virgin Wherefore we cry words Young's book
Page 156 - and coming, Be at rest!' 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide ? ' In His feet and hands are wound-prints And His side.
Page 83 - Christian, dost thou hear them, how they speak thee fair? 'Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?' Christian, answer boldly, 'While I breathe I pray:' peace shall follow battle, night shall end in day.
Page 209 - Safe home, safe home in port ! — Rent cordage, shattered deck, Torn sails, provisions short, And only not a wreck...
Page 96 - Now let the heavens be joyful ; Let earth her song begin ; Let the round world keep triumph, And all that is therein...
Page 95 - THE day of resurrection ! Earth, tell it out abroad ; The Passover of gladness, The Passover of God. From death to life eternal, From earth unto the sky, Our Christ hath brought us over With hymns of victory.
Page 206 - The cross that Jesus carried he carried as your due: the crown that Jesus weareth he weareth it for you.
Page 115 - THOSE eternal bowers Man hath never trod, Those unfading flowers Round the throne of GOD. Who may hope to gain them After weary fight ? Who at length attain them Clad in robes of white ? He, who gladly barters All on earthly ground ; He who, like the martyrs, Says ' I will be crowned ' : He, whose one oblation Is a life of love ; Clinging to the nation Of the blest above.
Page 118 - Tis the spring of souls to-day ; Christ hath burst His prison, And from three days' sleep in death As a sun hath risen ; All the winter of our sins, Long and dark, is flying From His light, to Whom we give Laud and praise undying.