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3. Our sins are manifold and sore,
But pardon them that sin deplore;
And, for Thy Name's sake, make each soul
That feels and owns its languor whole
4. So mortify we every sense

By grace of outward abstinence,
That from each stain and spot of sin
The soul may keep her fast within.
5. Grant, O Thou Blessed TRINITY,
Grant, O Essential UNITY,

That this our fast of forty days

May work our profit and Thy praise! Amen

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H.N. 19

THIRD AND FOURTH WEEKS IN LENT

EVENING.

1. Lo! now is our accepted day,

The med'cine, purging sin away;
Where'er our lives have wrought offence,
By thought and word, by deed and sense!
2. For GOD, the merciful and true,
Hath spar'd His people hitherto;
Nor us and ours, with searching eyes,
Destroy'd for our iniquities.

8. Him therefore now, with earnest care,
And contrite fast, and tear and prayer,
And works of mercy and of love,
We pray for pardon from above:

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4. That from pollution making whole,
With virtues He may deck each soul,
And join us in the Heavenly Place,
To Angel cohorts by His grace.

5 Grant, O Thou Blessed TRINITY,
Grant, O Essential UNITY,

That this our fast of forty days

May work our profit and Thy praise! Amen.

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H.N.2.

THIRD AND FOURTH WEEKS IN LENT.

MORNING.

1. JESU, the Law and Pattern, whence

Our forty days of abstinence,

Who souls to save, that else had died,
This sacred fast hast ratified:

2. That so to Paradise once more
Might abstinence preserv'd restore
Them that had lost its fields of light,
Through crafty wiles of appetite:
3. Be present now, be present here,
And mark Thy Church's falling tear,
And own the grief that fills her eyes
In mourning her iniquities.

4. Oh, by Thy Grace be pardon won
For sins that former years have done;
And let Thy mercy guard us still
From crimes that threaten future ill.

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5. That by the Fast we offer here.

FADDIUN DUNDAY,

H.N.ZZ

TILL MAUNDY THURSDAY.

EVENING.

1. THE Royal Banners forward go;
The Cross shines forth in mystic glow;
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made,
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid.
2. Where deep for us the spear was dy'd,
Life's torrent rushing from His side,
To wash us in that precious flood
Where mingled Water flow'd, and Biod
3. Fulfill'd is all that David told
In true Prophetic song of old;
Amidst the nations GOD,* saith he,
Hath reign'd and triumph'd from the Tree

* Ps. xcvi. 10.-According to S. Justin Martyr and Tertullian, an early reading of this verse was :-"Tell it out among the heathen that the LORD reigneth from the Tree."

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4. O Treo of beauty, Tree of light!
O Tree with royal purple dight!
Elect on whose triumphal breast
Those holy limbs should find their rest:
5. On whose dear arms, so widely flung,
The weight of this world's ransom hung:
The price of human kind to pay,
And spoil the Spoiler of his prey.
6. To Thee, Eternal THREE in ONE,
Let homage meet by all be done:
Whom by the Cross Thou dost restore,
Preserve and govern evermore! Amen.

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PASSION SUNDAY,

H.N. 23

TILL MAUNDY THURSDAY.

MORNING.

1. SING, my tongue, the glorious battle
With completed victory rife:
And above the Cross's trophy
Tell the triumph of the strife:
How the world's Redeemer conquer'd
By surrendering of His Life.

2. GOD his Maker, sorely grieving
That the first-made Adam fell,
When he ate the fruit of sorrow,
Whose reward was death and hell,
Noted then this wood, the ruin
Of the ancient wood to quell.

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3. For the work of our Salvation
Needs would have his order so,
And the multiform deceiver's
Art by art would overthrow,
And from thence would bring the medicine
Whence the insult of the foe.

4. Wherefore, when the sacred fulness
Of th' appointed time was come,
This world's Maker left His FATHER,
Sent the Heavenly Mansion from,
And proceeded, GOD Incarnate,
Of the Virgin's Holy Womb.

5. To the TRINITY be glory
Everlasting, as is meet:
Equal to the FATHER, equal
To the SON, and PARACLETE:
Trinal UNITY, Whose praises
All created things repeat. Amen.

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PASSION SUNDAY,

H.N, 24

TILL MAUNDY THURSDAY.

MORNING.

1. THIRTY years among us dwelling,
His appointed time fulfill'd,
Born for this, He meets his Passion,
For that this He freely will'd:
On the Cross the LAMB is lifted,
Where His life-blood shall be spill

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