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'Tis past! 'tis o'er! in foul defeat
The Demon host are fled ! Before the Saviour's
mercy-seat, (His live-long work of faith complete), Their conqueror
bends his head. “ The spoils Thyself hast gained, Lord !
I lay before Thy throne: Thou wert my rock, my shield, my sword; My trust was in Thy name and word : 'Twas in Thy strength my heart was strong: Thy spirit went with mine along ;
How was I then alone ?”
TWENTY-SECOND SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY.
Oh God! my sins are manifold, against my life they cry, And all my guilty deeds foregone, up to Thy temple fly; Wilt Thou release my trembling soul, that to despair is
driven ? Forgive !" a blessed voice replied, « and thou shalt be
My foemen, Lord ! are fierce and fell, they spurn me in
their pride, They render evil for my good, my patience they deride; Arise, oh King ! and be the proud to righteous ruin driven ! Forgive !" an aweful answer came, as thou would'st
be forgiven !"
Seven times, oh Lord ! I pardon'd then, seven times they
sinn'd again : They practise still to work me woe, they triumph in my pain; But let them dread my vengeance now, to just resentment
driven ! Forgive !" the voice of thunder spake, or never be tor
TWENTY-THIRD SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY.
From foes that would the land devour;
From yoke of slavery :
Good Lord, preserve us free !
Defend, oh God! with guardian hand,
In faith and unity!
A flock to welcome Thee !
TWENTY-FOURTH SUNDAY AFTER TRINITY.
conquer and to save, the Son of God
The grave unbolted half his grisly door,
[Twenty fifth after Trinity, see fourth Sunday in Lent.]
[For the Annunciation and Purification, see third Sunday
FOR ST. JAMES'S DAY.
Though sorrows rise, and dangers roll
Though Sinai's curse, in thunder dread,
Oh, by the pangs Thyself hast borne,