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XVI.* SPIRITUAL COMMUNION. O, it is full of joy and pleasantness,
The Sabbath bell, which to God's house of pray'r
On God's own day his people bids repair; Aid at his throne to seek, their sins confess, To speak his praises, and his bounty bless,
And hear his holy word! For with them there
God dwells, and gives them through his Son to share
Secluded, nor thy loss too deeply rue,
The great assembly! With devotion true
Shall be a part of God's celestial dew.
XVII. THE CATHEDRAL. Oft on the HALLOW'D PILES, I love to gaze,
Which our forefathers built: whether the round
Deep arch, and massive pillars quaintly crown'd, Of Norman grandeur; or, of home-born praise, The lighter forms which grac'd PLANTAGENET's days,
High-pointed vault, and shafts in clusters bound :
Or where the trellis'd net-work richly wound
A brave munificence! Nor let thy heart
From his own gifts a large and liberal nart.
XVIII, CHORAL SERVICE. And well I love the organ's notes to hear
Sounding aloud thro' all the sacred pile,
High altar, vaulted nave, and pillar'd aisle : Link'd with that sound if voice of anthem clear Alone, or chant alternate win the ear,
Or mingled swell of many tongues; the while
The high-roof'd tower, and arches' lessening file, Send back the pealing thunder. Heav'n's blest sphere Resounds with song and harpings : and I deem
The rich-ton'd organ and symphonious choir Give taste of heaven. Devotion's self may seem
From music's flame to catch a warmer fire; And wafted by her breath, as on the steam
Of fragrant incense, to the skies aspire.
XIX, THE VILLAGE CHURCH. Dear is the ancient VILLAGE CHURCH, which rears
By the lone yew, on lime or elm-girt mound,
Its modest fabric: dear, amid the sound
embattled tower, that wears Of changeful hue the marks of by-gone years ;
Buttress, and porch, and arch with mazy round
Of curious fret, or shapes fantastic, crown'd; Tall pinnacles, and mingled window tiers, NORMAN, or misnam'd Gothic. Fairer spot,
Thou giv’st not, ENGLAND, to the tasteful eye, Nor to the heart more soothing. Blest their lot,
Knew they their bliss, who own, their dwelling nigh, Such resting place, there, by the world forgot,
In life to worship, and when dead to lie.
XX. PAROCHIAL SERVICE. And dear it is, within the village fane
To go and worship! Simple tho' it be,
Whate'er of pray'r, or holy mystery
Are here: nor wants there voice of psalmody,
Rude, but not coarse; then sweetest, when most free From art, and led by yonder youthful train. God owns the worship, which his laws approve,
Whether mid populous city, nor the less In lonely hamlet. Lift thy heart above, And prosper! He religion's
He religion's costly dress Rejects not, worn in meekness, faith, and love;
And he the lowlier village rites will bless.
XXI. THE CHURCH'S CEREMONIAT. 'Tis not that thou art robed in gorgeous sheen,
Thy native charms outshone by jewels' glare:
For one there is, that thus o'ersteps thee far, Who sits upon her mountain, as a queen. 'Tis not that thou all unadorn'd art seen:
For, far beyond thee, some again there are,
Who count it beauty when they nothing wear
Thy features, drest anew in elder days
Thy form with decent dignity arrays;
To deck thy beauty to thy Sovereign's praise.
XXII. THE LORD'S PRAYER. All thanks to Him, who taught us how to pray!
So taught we beg, our heavenly Father's name,
Dominion, will, may have their rightful claim, Be hallow'd, serv'd, obey'd: that He each day May give us needful food, and drive away
Unkindness, danger, sin; and thus proclaim
His kingdom, power, and glory. Do not blame,
And grateful faith the Church hath aye relied,
Her meek devotions! Lord, by thee supplied With light, still near the throne of grace we draw,
Thy name our safeguard, and thy word our guide!
XXIII. THE APOSTLES' LITURGY. IF, by the rule Apostolic, to plead
For all that God holds good, and deprecate
What He holds evil; if with our estate
In peace, and rul'd by God's crown'd delegate,
pure and holy; if to dedicate
My country's Church, I join the voice to raise, Collect, and psalm inspir'd, and litany,
And hymn of glory. Ever-varying phrase God seeks not; pleas’d, when from corruption free,
And cloth'd with truth, his Church her homage pays.
XXIV. PRAYER IN CHRIST'S NAME. Ask you perchance, the throne of grace before,
Why still her pray’rs the Church delights to frame
Of varied form, but gives to each the same
All good on man in his Beloved's name.
prays for aught, in Christ must urge the claim:
need! “ Thank God for all things, but your praises speak
In Jesus' name!” 2 Thou, who for us didst bleed, On thee we cast us, worthless all and weak,
Thy might acknowledge, and thy merits plead.
XXV. DEVOUT WORSHIP. Nar, sit not there unheedful, nor profane
With attitude of cold indifference
God's worship! Sighs of contrite penitence,
Claim they no seemlier posture? True; pretence
May mimic, but devotion's heartfelt sense Devotion's guise will choose. The sainted train, Apostles, psalmists, prophets; Lord of all,
The Prince of glory, when our form he wore, With bended knees submissive stoop'd to call
On heaven's high King: yea, heaven's crown'd saints, The throne of God, in sign of worship fall, [before
Their crowns cast off, and prostrate there adore.
• John xiv. 13; xvi. 23.
Eph. v. 20. Heb. xiii. 15.