alvandos salvas gratis.

3.
He hath fought the gallant fight
Inter oves locum praesta,
Lead Him on to Heaven's light
Statuens in parte dextra.

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No. 117

THE HOLY SOULS

Out of the depths
De Profundis

S. Webbe

With devotion

1.
Out of the depths to Thee, O Lord, I cry,
Lord! Gracious turn Thine ear to suppliant sigh;
If sins of men Thou scann'st, who may stand
That searching eye of Thine, and chast'ning hand?

2.
Oh, bear our pray'rs and sighs, Redeemer blest,
And grant Thy holy souls eternal rest
And let perpetual light upon them shine;
For tho' not spotless, still these souls are Thine.

3.
To be appeased in wrath, dear Lord, is Thine;
Thou mercy with Thy justice canst combine;
Thy blood our countless stains can wash away:
This is Thy, law our hope and steadfast stay.

4.
This God Himself shall come from Heav'n above,
The Christ! The God of mercy and of love!
He comes, He comes! The God Incarnate He!
And by His glorious death makes all men free!

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No. 118

HEAVEN

Jerusalem the Golden
Urbs Sion aurea

Bernard of Cluny
J. Grabowski
Translated by J. M. Neale
Arr. by N. A. M.

Con Moto

1.
Jerusalem the Golden,
With milk and honey blest,
Beneath thy contemplation
Sink heart and voice opprest;
I know not--Oh, I know not
What joys await us there;
What radiancy of glory,
What bliss beyond compare.

2.
They stand, those Halls of Sion,
All jubilant with song,
And bright with many an Angel,
And all the Martyr throng;
The Prince is ever in them,
His light is always seen;
The pastures of the blessed
Are decked in glorious sheen.

3.
There is the throne of David,
And bliss without alloy;
The shout of them that triumph,
The song of festal joy;
And they, who with their Leader
Have conquered in the fight,
For ever and for ever
Are clad in robes of white.

4.
O sweet and blessed country,
The home of God's elect!
O sweet and blessed country
That eager hearts expect!
Jesu, in mercy bring us
To that dear land of rest;
Who art, with God the Father,
And Spirit, ever blest.

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No. 119

HEAVEN

Jerusalem, my happy home

L. Anderson, S. J.
From an Italian Hymnal

Modrato (alla breve)

1.
Jerusalem, my happy home,
When shall I come to thee?
When shall my sorrows have and end?
Thy joys when shall I see?

2.
O happy harbor of the Saints,
O sweet and pleasant soil:
In thee no