the glories prepar'd for us above All the few years we live shall spend themselvs to purchase that one eternal Day That Day whose brightness knows no night nor ever fears the least eclips Whose chearful brow no cloud o'recasts nor storm molests the passage of its rays But still shines on serene and clear and fills with splendors that spacious Palace It needs not the fading lustre of our Sun nor the borrow'd silver of the Moon The Sun that rises there is the Lamb and the Light that shines the Glory of God O how beauteous truths are sung of thee thou City of the King of Heav'n Thy walls are rais'd with precious stones and every gate is of one rich pearl Thy mansions are built with choicest jewels and the pavement of thy streets is transparent gold Down in the midst runs a crystal river perpetually flowing from the throne of God There all along those pleasant banks deliciously grows the tree of life Healing all wounds with its balmy leaves and making imortal all that tast but its fruit Thus is the holy City built thus is the new Jerusalem adorn'd O fortunate and glorious City how free and happy are thy glad Inhabitants Every head wears a royal Crown and every hand a palm of Victory Every ey overflows with joy and every tongue with Psalms of praise Behold O my soul the inheritance we seek and where can we find more riches to invite us Behold the felicities to which we are cal'd and where can we meet such pleasures to entertain us Away then all vain and worldly desires be banisht for ever from molesting my peace Descend thou blessed Heav'n into my hart or rather take up my hart to thee Thy joys are too great to enter into me O make me fit to enter into them Make me still think on my Country above and there establish my eternal home Where I shall dwell perpetually in the view of my God and be fill'd for ever with the sweetness of his presence Glory be c. Antiph Glorious things are said of thee thou City of the King of Heaven Alleluja Antiph If these imperfect shadows so sweetly please how will the real substance transport our harts Alleluja Psal IX BLest be thy gracious Wisdom O Lord that so mercifully stoops to our low conceits Under these veils thou hid'st those glorious mysteries too high and spiritual for our flesh and blood Thou hid'st or rather so reveal'st thy sublime rewards to take us with things we most admire Scepters and Crowns thou know'st are apt * to win the harts of us thy children Children alas too truly in useful knowledg O that we were so in love and duty What is a drop of water to the boundless Ocean or a grain of dust to this vast Globe Such O my God and infinitely less * are the richest Kingdoms here below Should we compare their most pompous state * to the meanest degree in the Court of Heav'n When thou hast fed us a while with milk thou invit'st our appetite to stronger meat Thou tel'st us of a sweet delicious life in the blest society of Saints and Angels With whom we shall dwell in perpetual friendship and be lov'd and esteemed by them all for ever Thou tel'st us of a pure soul-ravishing joy to behold the amiable face of JESUS Whose gracious smiles shine round about and fill the Heav'ns with holy gladnes Thou tel'st us still of incomparably higher delights harken O my soul and humbly adore thy God Whose bounty has provided thee large rewards Since they are no less then his very Self Himself he will clearly unveil before us and openly shew us that great Secret O happy Secret if once at last attain'd if once we but see the face of our God What is it glorious Lord to see thy face but to know Thee as thou art in thine own blest Being To know the immensity of thy self-subsisting Essence and the infinite excellence of all thy Attributes To know the Power of the Eternal Father and the Wisdom of the Increated Son To know the Goodnes of the Holy Ghost and the incomprehensible Glorys of the undivided Trinity This O my Soul is the top of happines this the supreme perfection of our nature This this alone is the aim of our Being the hope and end of all our labors When we are come to this we shall presently rest and our satisfyd desires reach no farther We shall be fill'd with overflowing bliss and our utmost capacities hold no more But in one Act of joy be eternally fixt and that one act spring fresh for ever Glory be c. Antiph If these imperfect shadows so sweetly please how will the real substance transport our harts Alleluja Antiph Never can we say too much of this glorious subject never can we think enough of the felicities of Heav'n Alleluja Psal X. ARise my soul to thee these joys belong arise and advance thy self on high Leave here below all earthly thoughts and fly away with the wings of thy Spirit Fly to that glorious Land of Promise and gladly salute those heav'nly regions Hail happy Paradise of pure delights thou beauteous Garden of never fading flowers Hail blest Society of beatify'd Spirits who perpetually contemplate the eternal Deity Hail and for ever may your glorys grow till they rise so high they can grow no more Hail and among your cheerful Hymns remember us who dwell below in this vale of tears We hope one day to come up to You and be plac't to sing in your holy Quires We hope to know that all-producing Cause we hope to know all it has produc't O what a fire of love will it kindle in our harts when we shall see those shining mysteries When our great God like a burning Mirroir shall strike his brightness on the eys of our soul O what excessive joy will that love produce a love so violently desiring and so fully satisfyed When our capacities shall be stretch't to the utmost and the rich abounding Object fill and overflow them O what profound repose will that joy beget a joy so infinitely high and so eternally secure When in an amorous languishment we shall sweetly dissolve into that blysful union with our first Begining When without losing what we are we shall become even what He is We shall take part in all his joys and share in the glorys of all his Heav'n O what divine and ravishing words are these how gently they enter and delight my ear How they diffuse themselvs over all my brain and strongly penetrate to my very soul Me thinks they turn to substance as they go and I feel them stir and work through all my powers Me thinks they ly as a Cordial at my hart and send forth spirits to quicken and refresh me There O my soul we shall rest from all our labors which are but the way to all that happines There we shall rest from sin and sorrow and no longer be troubled with our selvs or
made the light his Garment and commanded the Clouds to be the chariot of his triumph The gates of heaven obey'd their Lord and the everlasting doors opened to the King of glory Enter bright King attended with thy beauteous Angels and the glad train of thy new deliver'd Captives Enter and repossess thy antient Throne and reign eternally at the right hand of thy Father May every knee bow low to thy exalted Name and every tongue confess thy glory May all created nature adore thy Power and the Church of thy Redeem'd exult in thy goodnes Whom have we in heav'n O Lord but Thee who expresly wentst thither to make way for thy followers What have we on earth but our hope by following Thee * to arrive at last where Thou art gon before us O glorious JESU our strength our Joy and the immortal life of all our Souls Be Thou the principal subject of our studyes and dayly entertainment of our most serious thoughts Draw us O dearest Lord from the World and our selvs that we be not entangled with any earthly desires Draw us after Thee and the odours of thy sweetnes that we may run with delight the ways of thy Commands Draw us up to Thee on thy Throne of blyss that we may see thy face and rejoyce with Thee for ever in thy Kingdom Glory be c. Psal VII WHy should our harts stil dwel upon earth since the treasure of our harts is return'd to heav'n Since our glorify'd Jesus is ascended above to prepare us a place in his own Kingdom A place of rest and secure peace where we shal see and praise and adore Him for ever A place of joy and everlasting fruition where we shal love and possess and delight in Him for ever O happy we and our poor souls if once admited to that blisful Vision If once those heav'nly portals unfold their gates and let us in to the joys of our Lord How wil our spirits be ravisht within themselvs to reflect on the fulness of their own beatitude How shal we all rejoyce in one anothers felicity but infinitely more in the infinitely greater felicity of God! O heav'n towards thee we lift up our languishing heads and with stretcht-out hands reach at thy gloryes When O Thou Finisher of all our hopes when shal we once behold that incomparable light That light which illuminates the eys of Angels and renews the youth of Saints That light which is thy very self O Lord our God! whom we shal there see face to face Whom we shal there know as we are known we shal know thee in thine own clear light O light shine thou perpetually in our eys that thy brightnes may darken the false lustre of this world O Light shed thou thy flames in our harts that thy heat may consume all other desires That we may burn continually with the chast love of thee til thine own bright day appear Til we be cal'd from this vale of darknes into the glorious presence of the living God To see Him that made the heav'ns and the earth and disposes all creatures in so beauteous order To see him that first gave us our being then govern'd us in our way * and brought us at length to so blest an end Meanwhile O gracious Lord the Crown of all thy Saints and only expectation of thy faithful servants Make us entertain our life with the comfort of this hope and our hope with the assurance of thy promises Make us still every day more perfectly understand * our own great duty thy infinite love Make us continually meditate the advancement of Thy glory and invite all the World to sing thy praises Praise our Lord O you holy Angels Praise him O you happy Saints Praise him O you Faithful departed in his grace Praise him O you Living who subsist by his mercy Praise him in the vast immensity of his power Praise him in the admirable wisdom of his Providence Praise him in the blest effects of his goodnes Praise him in the infinitenes of all his Attributes Praise thy Eternal Self O glorious God! and to all the felicities Thou essentially possessest may every creature say Amen Glory be Antiph O how adorable are thy Counsels O Lord how strangely endearing the ways of thy love Alleluia Capit. 1 Pet. 1. Blessed be God and the Father of our Lord JESUS Christ who according to his great mercy has regenerated us to a lively hope by the Resurrection of Jesus Christ from the dead to an inheritance incorruptible and pure and which cannot fade conserv'd for you in the heav'ns Hymn II. VVAke my Soul rise from this Bed Of dull and slugish earth Quickly rise lift up thy head And see thy Lords new birth Once He cam O blessed He Born of a Virgin-Womb Now He comes both times for thee Sprung from a Virgin tomb Lo he rises fresh and bright Incircled round with Stars Which from Him take all their light And from his glorious Scars Stil as He his progress makes Up to his heav'n again Each blest Saint his musick takes And follows in his train Thus together They ascend Til at heav'n gates they come Where the Angels all attend To bid them welcome home Soon they know again their King Soon they his Call obey All the Quires come forth to sing And crown with mirth the Day Come my soul let us rejoyce Let us our Concert bring Up to heav'n le ts lift our voice And with the Angels sing Glory honor pow'r and praise To the mysterious Three As at first begining was May now and ever be Antiph Why seek you the Living among the the Dead He is risen He is not here He is gloriously ascended and the heav'ns have receiv'd Him Alleluia Alleluia Benedictus BLessed be our Lord the God of Israel for he has visited and redeem'd his People And rais'd up a Kingdom of Salvation to us in the house of David his Servant As he spake by the mouth of his holy Prophets who have been since the world began Salvation from our Enemies and from the hands of all that hate us To shew mercy to our Fathers and to remember his holy Testament The Oath which he sware to Abraham our Father that he would give us Himself That being deliver'd from the hand of our enemys we may serve him without fear In holines and Justice before him * all the days of our life And Thou Child shalt be called the Prophet of the Highest for thou shalt go before the face of our Lord to prepare his ways To give Knowledg of salvation to his people for remission of their sins Through the tender mercy of our God wherby the Day-spring from on High has visited us To give light to them that sit in darknes and in the shadow of death to direct our feet into the way of Peace Glory be c. Antiph Why seek you the Living among the dead He is risen He is not here He is gloriously ascended and
spred all o're with thorns yet carried Him directly to the glory 's of Paradise Shal we not confidently rely on so gracous a Leader who promises if we faint to look back and relieve us O dearest Lord bow down thy merciful eys and pity the frailtys of our imperfect nature Reach forth thy hand and strengthen us with thy grace that nothing divert our advance towards Thee But in this dangerous labyrinth of the world * and the whole course of our pilgrimage here Thy heav'nly Dictates may be our map * and thy holy life our guide Glory be c. Psal XLVI MAy every Age sing praises to our God and all generations adore his providence From the begining his mercy has stil laid means * to raise us to those blessed objects above our nature At first he created Adam with all necessary knowledg and then ordain'd the Patriarks to inform their familys Afterwards He charg'd the Angels to bring us his Commands and often inspir'd the Prophets to declare his Will When he had done all this and found it not enough to guide untoward man to his true end What did He then to save the perishing world O strange excess of the divine goodnes He sent even his own beloved Son to dwel among us and teach us the art of working our Salvation That sacred art of training up our souls for heav'n and fitting them for the blisful Union with Himself But O Thou King of glorious sweetnes whose flowing tongue dropt milk and honey We were alas not happy to behold thy Person nor our ears worthy to hear thy voice Yet e're we were born thou hadst us in thy thoughts and providedst a method to supply that defect Selecting a number of choice Disciples and thorowly instructing them in thy heav'nly doctrine That they might keep alive the memory of Thee and witnes to all Nations thy stupendious works Thou verifyd'st their Mission with the power of Miracles and enflamd'st their harts with the fire of thy Spirit O're all the world they proclaim'd thy Law and undauntedly preach'd the crucify'd God Deep in the brests of the Faithful did they write thy Gospel and seal it before their eys with their own blood Their Successors deposited the same precious treasure in the common Magazin of the Universal Church Enjoyning their Children to guard it with their livs convey it unchang'd to future ages Thus is the Catholique Faith descended on us and thus shal continue to the end of the world 'T is but to ask our Fathers and they will tell us our Ancestors and they will instruct us Blessed by thy wisdom O Lord which has laid such marks to seek thy Church * and open'd our eys to find it Blessed be thy power that has wrought such miracles to confirm thy faith and inclind'd our harts to believe it How many Souls are unhappily seduced and lose themselvs in the wildernes of Heresy While we by thy Providence are directly led * the straight and only way to blyss How many Nations ly miserably involv'd * in the darknes of barbarism and unbelief While we enjoy a clear noon day and safely walk in the light of truth O infinite Goodnes who freely chusest * to pour forth thy blessings on unworthy us As 't is from Thee alone we receive these favours to Thee alone let us return our praises Glory be c. Antiph All my life long will I praise my God and lift up my hands to his holy Throne Capit. 1 Peter 5. THe God of all grace who has called us to his eternal glory in Christ JESUS will himself after you have suffered a litle perfect confirm and stablish you To him be glory and empire for ever and ever Amen Hymn XIV MY God had I my breath from Thee This pow'r to speak and sing And shal my voice and shal my song Praise any but their King My God had I my soul from Thee This pow'r to judg and chuse And shal my brain and shal my will Their best to Thee refuse Alas not this alone or That Hast thou bestow'd on me But all I have and all I hope I have and hope from Thee And more I have and more I hope Then I can speak or think Thy blessings first refresh then fill Then overflow the brink But though my voice and fancy be Too low to reach thy praise Yet both shal strain thy glorious Name High as they can to raise Glory to Thee immortal God One great Coequal Three As at the first begining was May now and ever be Antiph Happy we securely happy could our busy folly let us see it whose lots are deposited in the hands of wisdom it self which strongly reaches from end to end and disposes all things sweetly V. Are not two Sparrows sold for a farthing R. Yet not one of them falls to the ground without our Father O Lord hear our Prayers And let our supplications come to Thee Let us pray O Soveraign Lord whose wise ey continually looks through universal nature and whose omnipotent hand steers every part of it most fitly to the end of thy goodnes Suppress we humbly beseech Thee all distractive solicitude in thy servants by this clear Reflection Who Governs the World and grant that duly confident of thy Providence for all things out of our just reach we may diligently apply all our own endeavours in improving our selvs and others according to the rules of thy perfect charity through our Lord. Commemorations as Page 29. VVednesday Vespers OUr Father c. As page 33. Antiph A good Conscience is a continual feast and a peaceful mind the Antipast of heav'n Psal XLVII LOrd how secure and quiet they live * whom thy grace preservs in innocence The day goes smoothly over their heads * and silent as the shadow of a dyal The spirits of their fancy run calm and even and eb and flow in obedience to reason All their delight is to think on heav'n and reckon o're the joys they shall one day possess Till some unruly passion press to come in * and by its fawning outside gain admittance It promises at first all joy all happines but soon discovers its pernicious intent Soon it grows bold to undermine their repose and open a door to all their enemys So at a litle breach of the City wall * a whole Army pours in their numerous body Enslaving all that submit to their violence * and destroying all that make head to resist it And such alas is their confusion * when once they have yielded to the first assault Immediately a throng of tumultuous spirits croud into their heads and utterly consume the litle remnant of their peace O the distraction of a life led by humor and the miserable thraldom of being subject to our passions How often do they engage us to contend with others and imbitter all our days with strife and envy How often do they quarrel even among themselves and raise a war in our own bosoms
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Psal LXXII TO thee O God we ow our whole selvs for making us after thine own image To thee O Lord we ow more than our selvs for redeeming us with the death of thine only Son Nor were our ruines so soon repair'd as at first our Being was easily produc'd Thy Power to create us said but one word and immediately we became a living soul But thy Wisdom to redeem us both spake much * and wrought more and suffer'd most of all To redeem us He humbled himself to this low world and all the infirmitys of our miserable nature He patiently endur'd hunger and thirst and the malicious affronts of enraged enemys How many times did he hazard his life to sustain with courage the truths of heav'n How many tears did he tenderly weep in compassion of his blind ingrateful Country How many drops of blood did he shed * in that doleful garden and on the bitter Cross The Cross where after three long hours * of grief and shame and intolerable pains He meekly bow'd his fainting head and in an agony of prayer yeelded up the Ghost So sets the glorious Sun in a sad cloud and leaves our earth in darknes and disorder But goes to shine immediately in the other world and soon returns again and brings us light And so dost Thou dear Lord and more thy very darknes is our light 'T is by thy death we are made to live and by thy wounds our soars are heal'd O my ador'd Redeemer who took'st upon thee all our miserys to impart to us thine own felicitys Can we remember thy labours for us and not be convinc't of our duty to Thee Can our cold harts recount thy sufferings and not be inflam'd with the love that suffer'd Can we beleeve our salvation cost thee so dear and live as if to be sav'd were not worth our pains Ingrateful we how do we â—â—light the kindnes of our God! how carelesly comply with his gracious design For all his gifts he requires no other return then to hope still more and desire still greater blessings For all his favours he seeks no other praise then our following his steps to arrive at his glory O glorious JESU behold to thee we bow and kumbly kiss the dust in honor of thy death Behold thus low we bow to implore thy blessing and the sure assistance of thy special grace That we may wean our affections from all vain desires and clear our thoughts from all impertinent fancys Then shal our lives be intirely dedicated to Thee and all the facultys of our souls to thy holy service Our minds shal continually study thy knowledge and our wills grow every day stronger in thy love Our memorys shal faithfully lay up thy mercys and both tongue and hart shal sing for ever Glory be c. Antiph Come let us glory in the Cross of our Lord JESVS Christ in whom is our life and helth and resurrection Capit. 2 Cor. 1. BLessed be the God and Father of our Lord JESVS Christ the Father of mercys and God of all consolation who comforts us in all our tribulations that we also may be able to comfort them who are in any distress by the consolation wherewith we also are comforted of God For as the passions of Christ abound in us so likewise by Christ our comfort abounds Hymn XXII TUne now your selvs my hart strings high Let us aloft our voyces raise That our loud song may reach the Sky And there present to Thee our praise To thee blest JESU who cam'st down From those bright sphears of joy above To purchase us a dear bought Crown And woo our Souls to ' espouse thy love Long had the World in darknes sate Til Thou and thy all-glorious light Began to dawn from heav'ns fair gate And with thy beams dispel their night We too alas stil there had stood As common slaves in the same shade But mercy came and with his blood Our general ransom freely paid Not all the spite of all the Jews Nor death it self could him remove Stil He his blest design pursues And gives his life to take our love And now my Lord my God my all What shal I most in Thee admire That pow'r which made the world and shal The world again dissolve with fire O no thy strange humility Thy wounds thy pains thy cross thy death These shal alone my wonder be My helth my joy my staff my breath To Thee great God! to Thee alone Three Persons in one Deity As former ages stil have done All glory now and ever be Antiph We are bought with a price even the most precious sweat and blood of JESUS henceforth to call Him Master whose service is perfect freedom and gives us effectual power to become the sons of God V. The chains fell off our hands and feet R. When Thine dear Redeemer were nail'd to the Cross V. O Lord hear our prayers R. And let our supplications come to Thee Let us pray O Eternal Father who sent'st down thy only Son to redeem the world inslav'd to sin and Satan by assuming our frail nature and powerfully teaching us both by word and example its sole way to that blyss for which we are created Grant we humbly beseech Thee that the continual memory of his bitter passion and death on the Cross may beget in us an utter disvalue of the Goods or Ills we meet with here compar'd to the advancing our selvs or others in the esteem of what we hope herafter through the same our Lord Jesus Christ thy Son who with Thee and the holy Ghost lives and reigns One God world without end Amen Here on every Friday that is fasted say kneeling V. Lord have mercy on us R. Christ have mercy on us V. Lord have mercy on us Our Father c. V. And lead us not into temptation R. But deliver us from evil Amen V. Have mercy on us O Lord have mercy on us R. For our souls confide in thee V. And under the shadow of thy wings will we hope R. Til our iniquities pass away V. Have mercy on us O Lord for we are weak R. Heal us O Lord for we have sinned against thee V. Our iniquities are gone over our head R. And like a sad burthen sit heavy on us V. Will not our God require an account of these things R. Will he not examine every passage of our lives V. He sees the secrets of our harts R. And our darkest sins are not hid from Him V. Lord make us judg our selvs lest we be condemn'd by thee R. And chastize our selvs lest we be punisht by thee V. Make us mortify our senses with discreet austeritys R. Particularly contrary to the passions which molest us V. That we may reduce our bodys into subjection to our minds R. And our minds into subjection to Thee V. That as our too much liberty brought us to folly R. Our just severity may bring us to pardon V. Pardon O Lord
do what ever else we are doing This we can do even while we sit still and only move our thoughts towards Thee Nay then we best perform this best of works when all our powers are quiet in Thee Yet let not this thy facil sweetnes dearest Lord be abus'd by us to a wanton neglect But make us love Thee so much more as Thou more discover'st the excess of thy love Glory be c. Antiph Too often are we troubled about many things when the truly necessary is but One. Hymn XXVIII MY soul what 's all this world to thee This world of sin and wo Where only sense can tast its sweets And those unwholsom too Truth is thy food truth thy delight Which cannot here be free Thy mind was born to know and love What this life ne're can see Malicious world how dost thou lay and cover thy false baits Here those of pleasure there of gain Each for our ruine waits Unhappy we it is our fault 'T is we our life abuse The world presents a furnisht shop And we the tools misuse So have I seen a litle child If Nurse but turn her ey Instead of heft take hold o' th blade And cut it self and cry This litle child alas am I Self-will'd self-wounded too But Lord turn not thy face away Lest I my self undo O make me stil so use this world That I the other gain O make me so the other love That this its end attain It s end to breed up souls for heav'n Then be it self new drest No more corruption no more change But one perpetual rest To Father Son and holy Ghost The undivided Three One equal glory one same praise Now and for ever be Capit. Thessal 5. THe day of our Lord shall come as a thief in the night let us not therefore sleep as others but watch and be sober For God has not appointed us to wrath but to the purchasing salvation by our Lord JESVS Christ who dyed for us that whether we wake or sleep we may live together with Him Antiph We have here no permanent City but are bound in quest of Jerusalem above the eternal mansion of Blyss V. Jesus came down to give us a glimpse of it R. And made his own life the Card to direct us to it O Lord hear our prayers And let our supplications come to thee Let us pray O God whose eternal Providence has imbarkt our souls in the ship of our bodys not to expect any port or anchorage on the Sea of this world but steer directly through it to thy glorious Kingdom grant we beseech Thee that daily reflecting with what care and unwearied diligence the wretched Adventurers for all sorts of vanity pursue round about us their desperate courses we may hartily feel our selvs confounded with just reproach who knowing our ingagement on so important a voyage yet take so litle pains to perform it Preserve us O Lord from those dangerous winds that on all sides assault us and keep the sails of our affections still duly trim'd to receive thy holy inspirations that carried sweetly forward by the gales of thy Spirit we may happily arrive at last in the haven of eternal salvation through our Lord Vouchsafe c. as page 54. to the end The OFFICE of our B. SAVIOVR Matins Introduction as Page 1. Christmas Invitatory To day for us our Lord was born alleluia Come let 's adore Him Newyears-day Invit To day our Lord was Circumciz'd and receiv'd the sweet name of JESVS alleluia Come let 's adore Him Twelfth-day Invit To day the holy Kings brought their presents to our Lordâ—â— alleluia Come let 's adore Him Candlemas-day Invit To day our Bleâ—â—ed Lord was presented in the Temple alleluia Come let 's adore Him Lady-day Invit To day the Eternal WORD was made flesh Come let 's adore Him Passion-Sunday and Palm-Sunday Invit To day if you will hear the voice of our Lord harden not your harts Easter-day All as in the Office for Sunday except as in the Proper for Festivals Invention of the Cross Invit To day the miraculous Cross of our Lord was found alleluia Come let 's adore Him Ascension Invit To day our glorious JESVS ascended into heav'n alleluia Come let 's adore Him If this Office be said on any day that is not a feast of our Saviour let the Invitatory be To day let 's adore our God that redem'd us Psal XCII BRing to our Lord all you his servants bring to our Lord the sacrifice of praise bring to our Lord all you nations of the earth bring hymns of glory to his great Name To day c. He is our God and we his people created by his goodnes to be happy for ever he is our Redeemer and we his purchase restor'd by his death to a better eternity To day c. Let us learn of Him and he will teach us his ways let us follow Him and we shal walk in the light for the Law and its types were given by Moses but grace and truth came by JESVS Christ. To day c. O Come let 's ascend to the house of our Lord and celebrate this day with a holy joy imploring his mercy for all we need and blessing his bounty for all we have To day c. Glory be c. As it was To day c. To day c. Hymn XXIX JESU who from thy Fathers throne To this low vale of tears cam'st down In our poor nature drest O may the charms of that sweet love Draw up our souls to Thee above And fix them there to rest JESU who wert with joy Conceiv'd With joy wert born while no pain griev'd Thy Mothers Virgin-womb O may we breed and bring Thee forth In our glad harts for all is mirth Where Thou art pleas'd to come JESU whose high and humble birth In heav'n the Angels and on earth The faithful Shepherds sing O may our hymns which here run low Shoot up aloft and fruitful grow In that eternal Spring JESU how soon did'st Thou begin To bleed and suffer for our sin The Circumcizing knife O may thy grace by making good Our souls just caufe ' gainst flesh and blood Cut off that dangerous strife JESU who took'st that heav'nly Name Thy blessed Purpose to proclaim Of saving lost mankind O may we bow our hart and knee Bright King of Names to glorious Thee and thy hid sweetnes find JESU who thus began'st our Blyss Thus carry'dst on our happines To Thee all praise be paid O may the Great Mysterious Three For ever live and ever be Ador'd belov'd obey'd Antiph Blessed be the mercy of our God who has left no way untry'd that could possibly recover us Psal XCIII COme now and hear you that fear our Lord and I will tell you what he has done for my soul Hear and I wil tel you what he has done for yours and the wonders of his bounty towards all the world When we lay asleep