G GREEK HYMNS GLORIA IN EXCELSIS ANONYMOUS [4th Century or earlier] LORY be to God on high, and in earth peace, good will towards men. We praise thee, we bless thee, we worship thee, we glorify thee, we give thanks to thee for thy great glory, O Lord God, heavenly King, God the Father Almighty. O Lord, the only-begotten Son, Jesu Christ; O Lord God, Lamb of God, Son of the Father, that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us. Thou that takest away the sins of the world, have mercy upon us. Thou that takest away the sins of the world, receive our prayer. Thou that sittest at the right hand of God the Father, have mercy upon us. For thou only art holy; thou only art the Lord; thou only, O Christ, with the Holy Ghost, art most high in the glory of God the Father. Amen. SHEPHERD OF TENDER YOUTH ST. CLEMENT OF ALEXANDRIA. Tr. H. M. DEXTER SHEPHERD of tender youth Thou art our holy Lord, Thou didst Thyself abase, Thou art the great High-Priest; While in our mortal pain None calls on Thee in vain; Help Thou dost not disdain, Ever be Thou our guide, Lead us where Thou hast trod, So now, and till we die, To Christ our King! THE DAY IS PAST AND OVER ATTRIBUTED TO ST. ANATOLIUS. Tr. J. M. NEALE [458 A. D.] THE day is past and over; All thanks, O Lord, to Thee; O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. The joys of day are over; I lift my heart to Thee, And guard me through the coming night. The toils of day are over: I raise the hymn to Thee The hours of dark may be: O Jesu, keep me in Thy sight, And guard me through the coming night. Be Thou my soul's preserver, For Thou alone dost know How many are the perils Through which I have to go: O loving Jesu, hear my call, And guard and save me from them all. THE DAY OF RESURRECTION ST. JOHN OF DAMASCUS. Tr. JOHN MASON NEALE [circa 780] 'Tis the day of resurrection, Earth, tell it out abroad, The passover of gladness, The passover of God. From death to life eternal, From this world to the sky, Our hearts be pure from evil, May hear, so calm and plain, Now let the heavens be joyful, Their notes let all things blend; ART THOU WEARY? ST. STEPHEN THE SABAITE. Tr. J. M. NEALE [725-794] ART thou weary, art thou languid Art thou sore distrest? "Come to Me," saith One, "and coming Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? "In His Feet and Hands are wound-prints, And His side." Hath He diadem as Monarch If I find Him, if I follow, If I still hold closely to Him, If I ask Him to receive me, "Not till earth, and not till Heav'n Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? "Angels, Martyrs, Prophets, Virgins, Answer, Yes!" |