First let the birds, with painted plumage gay, Exalt their great Creator's praise, and say Alleluia ! Then let the beasts of earth, with varying strain, Alleluia ! The Son and Spirit we adore. Praise be done to the Three in One! Alleluia! Alleluia! Alleluia ! Translation by J. M. NEALE, 1854, from the Latin of NOTKER, d. 912. 82. (1. CORINTHIANS XIII.) GRACIOUS Spirit, Holy Ghost, Faith, that mountains could remove, Though I as a martyr bleed, Love is kind and suffers long, Prophecy will fade away, Faith will vanish into sight; Faith and Hope and Love we see And the best is Love. BISHOP CHRISTOPHER WORDSWORTH, 1862. 83. (JOEL II. 12-17). THE solemn season calls us now Let all pour forth the contrite vow, Yet come not thou with tears alone, But let it in thine heart be known Thy breast to beat, or garment rend, Thy stubborn soul He bids thee bend O righteous Judge, if Thou wilt deign We pray for time to turn again, Blest Three in One, with grief sincere Translation by JOHN CHANDLER, 1837, from the Latin of the Paris Breviary, 1736. 84. (PSALM XLII.) AS pants the hart for cooling streams So longs my soul, O God, for Thee, For Thee, my God, the living God, Why restless, why cast down, my soul? To Father, Son, and Holy Ghost, Be glory, as it was, is now, TATE and BRADY, 1696. 85. (PSALM LI.) HAVE mercy, Lord, on me, As Thou wert ever kind; Let me, oppressed with loads of guilt, Wash off my foul offence, And cleanse me from my sin; For I confess my crime, and see How great my guilt hath been. Against thee, Lord, alone, And only in Thy sight, Have I transgressed, and, though condemned, Must own Thy judgments right. Withdraw not Thou Thy help, Nor cast me from Thy sight, Nor let Thy Holy Spirit take The joy Thy favour gives Let me again obtain, And Thy free Spirit's firm support My fainting soul sustain. TATE and BRADY, 1696. |