WHEN GOD OF OLD CAME DOWN FROM WHEN God of old came down from heaven, In power and wrath he came ; Before his feet the clouds were riven, Around the trembling mountain's base A day of wrath, and not of grace; But when he came the second time, The fires, that rushed on Sinai down. Now gently light, a glorious crown, Like arrows went those lightnings forth, And as on Israel's awe-struck ear The trump that angels quake to hear, So, when the Spirit of our God Came down, his flock to find, A voice from heaven was heard abroad, Nor doth the outward ear alone At that high warning start: Conscience gives back the appalling tone; 'Tis echoed in the heart. It fills the Church of God, it fills To other strains our souls are set : A giddy whirl of sin Fills ear and brain, and will not let Heaven's harmonies come in. Come, Lord! come Wisdom, Love, and Power, Open our ears to hear! Let us not miss the accepted hour; Save, Lord, by love or fear! 1827. If JOHN KEBLE OUR BLEST REDEEMER ERE HE BREATHED. Ο UR blest Redeemer, ere he breathed His tender, last farewell, A Guide, a Comforter, bequeathed, With us to dwell. 1829. He came in semblance of a dove, With sheltering wings outspread, He came, in tongues of living flame, He came, sweet influence to impart, And his that gentle voice we hear, That checks each fault, that calms each fear, 1 HARRIET AUBER. THOU WHO ONE IN ESSENCE LIVEST. (Simplex in Essentia.) HOU who One in Essence livest, THOU Seven-fold in the grace thou givest, All the shadows o'er us brooding, Lighten by thy beam divine. Clad in fear, in darkness clouded, Now the Spirit's wisdom better, Open into perfect day. 'Neath the mount the people trembled: In the upper room assembled, Heard a few the word of Grace: Nobler law than Sinai telling, Newer precepts, gifts excelling, Learn we in that holy place. Trumpet clang and fiery wonder, Bickering lamps and sounds of dread, Shook the Hebrew, conscience-stricken; But the love it could not quicken, By the Oil of gladness shed. See the fathers, fore-appointed, God's ambassadors anointed, Break the chains of human ill: Raining truth, and judgment pealing, With new tongues and doctrines healing, Heavenly signs attend them still. See, the sick they kindly cherish: Love divine will seek, will find; But the guilty, past repentance, Theirs to loose, and theirs to bind. 1192. This the time to by-gone ages, In the Jubilee foreshowed: Jubilee! the glorious token, When the captive's bonds were broken, Sons of God are we free-born. ADAM OF ST. VICTOR, TRANS. BY E. A. WASHBURN. SONGS OF SUNDAY. SUNDA Y. DAY most calm, most bright! The fruit of this, the next world's bud; The indorsement of supreme delight, Writ by a Friend, and with his blood; The couch of time; care's balm and bay ;- Sundays the pillars are On which heaven's palace archèd lies: |