ave to lie,
That death might no more enslave us.

II

On the day appointed, lo!
From the grave the Saviour rises,
Blessings endless to bestow,--
Life and all its great surprises.

III

Hail the manger where He lay
While the angel hosts adore Him;
Hail the Cross, for man that day
Raised, that Jesu might restore him.

IV

Hail the Resurrection morn;
Hail the Christ from death restored,
Be our praises heavenward borne,
To our God by all adored.

{pater oiktirmon}

I

Have pity, Lord, for Thou are great,
And greatness pity knows;
I mourn my poor and worthless state,
And all its wants and woes.

II

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art great;--
I would from sin be free,
And seek Thy face, 'though coming late,
For Thou wilt welcome me.

III

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art great,
And give me strength to win;
That I may gain the heavenly gate
And freely enter in.

IV

Have pity, Lord, for Thou art love,
And by Thy grace alone,
I hope in Thy pure house above
To serve before Thy throne.

{o plastes mou kyrios}

I

Formed in Thine image bright,
With glory on my head,
I lived within Thy light,
And on Thy bounty fed.

II

But ah! that evil day!
The tempter's silvery tone
Lured me from God away,
To seek for bliss alone.

III

Dark came the night of sin,
I mourned my woeful plight,
For all was dark within,
And all around was night.

IV

Shorn of Thy beauty fair,
Gift at my wondrous birth,
Hope fled before despair,
Gone was the joy of earth.

V

Yea, though the prayer be vain,
Now will I lift mine eyes,
Call me, God, back again,
Back to Thy paradise.

VI

Came there a voice to me,
Yea, 'twas Thy voice, my God,
Bidd