II

And the cross that bore the weight
Of the Christ, Creator great,
By the power that still remains,
All the universe sustains.

III

Emblem, by the Church adored;
Might, that wields the kingly sword;
Glory, of the ransomed host;
Agony, of spirits lost.

IV

Cross of Christ! we lift our eyes
And behold the sacrifice;
For the arms that now entwine
Needy souls, were stretched on thine.

Judgment

I

When in the clouds of heaven
The Lord, the Judge, appears,
When memory brings my sin to light,
And conscience fills with fears,--
In mercy, Lord, have mercy then,
Nor rank my soul with wicked men.

II

I have no plea to give,
The sin is all my own,
I cannot bear the searching glance
Nor for that sin atone;
I can alone that mercy crave,--
O Lord, Thine erring servant save.

III

Didst Thou not come to earth?
Didst Thou not die for me?
And all my sin in mercy bear
Upon the awful tree?
I claim that sacrifice, and pray,
Turn not my erring soul away.

IV

The record of my sin,
In mercy, Lord, remove,
And to a place at Thy right hand
Call Thou my soul, in love;
That love divine I make my plea,
O may that love encircle me.

{ton piston oiketen sou, anapauson}

{hos eusplanchnos.}

Burial of a priest

I

Rest in the Lord, O servant by His grace,
Dwell in His courts, and gaze upon His face,
Know nought of toil, of weariness, or woe,
They rest who serve, not weary, as below.

II

Rest in the Lord, the strife of war is past,
Wear now the wreath of victory at last;
E'en death is slain,--the cross of Christ sufficed,
Death is not death, to those who live in Christ.

III

Rest in the Lord, the goal of life is won,
To thee 'tis given to hear the glad "Well done";
Great their reward,