MOSCOW. 10s. Arr. from ALEXIS THEODORE LWOFF (1799-1870), 1. RISE, crown'd with light, im-pe- rial Salem, rise: Exalt thy tow'ring head, and lift thine eyes; 3: stored; Meek Bride, all fair and low ly, Go forth and meet thy Lord. 2 The Lamb who bore our sorrows 3 Awake, awake, O Zion, The bridal day draws nigh, But keep thou watch and ward; Go forth to meet thy Lord. ), 1865. Ab. I HE comes in blood-stained garments; 2 O Christ, His love is mighty, That beameth from His face. ), 1860. Ab. 2 When they who to the sea go down, And in the waters ply their toil, Are lifted on the surge's crown, And plunged where seething eddies boil; 3 Rule then, O Lord, the ocean's wrath, And bind the tempest with Thy will; Tread, as of old, the water's path, [still." And speak Thy bidding, "Peace, be 4 And when there shall be sea no more, Save that of mingled flame and glass, Where goes no galley sped by oar, Where gallant ships no longer pass; 5 When dawns the Resurrection morn, Upon that shore, O Jesus, stand, And give Thy pilgrims, faint and worn, Their welcome to the Happy Land. Rev. Richard Frederick Littledale (1833- ), 1867. Ab. DOMINE SALVA. 12. 2 If on the morning's wings they fly, They will not pass beyond Thine eye: The wanderer's prayer Thou bend'st to And faith exults to know Thee near. [hear, 3 When tempests rock the groaning bark, O hide them safe in Jesus' ark; When in the tempting port they ride, O keep them safe at Jesus' side. 4 If life's wide ocean smile or roar, Still guide them to the heavenly shore; And grant their dust in Christ may sleep, Abroad, at home, or in the deep. Bp. George Burgess (1809-1866), 1840. 2 O Jesus, once rocked on the breast of the billow, Aroused by the shriek of despair from Thy pillow, Now seated in glory, the poor sinner cherish, Who cries in his anguish, "Save, Lord, or we perish!" Bp. Reginald Heber (1783-1826), 1820. Ab. and alt. |