ints uprising
Find vent in sweetest song,
And lips of saints and angels
The praise of heaven prolong.

II

O Christ, who art for ever
With those whom Thou dost love,
Thou art the theme inspiring
The choirs who dwell above;
The love that brought Thee earthward,
The love that stooped and died,
The pardon won for sinners,
When Thou wast crucified.

III

Be Thee our theme who linger
Where Thou didst sorrowing dwell;
And teach our hearts to love Thee,
Our lips to praise Thee well;
And when we come adoring
To where Thou ever art,
One song shall rise exulting,
From one united heart.

{en to photi Christe tou prosopou sou}

I

Safe in the comfort of Thy grace,
Give me, O Lord, a resting place,
From every tumult free;
From strife of sin, and sense of guilt,
For lo, my confidence is built,
Most gracious Lord, on Thee.

II

There is no other comfort nigh,
And sad of heart I mourning sigh--
Lord, Thou alone canst aid;
Wilt Thou my prayer in anger spurn,
And from Thy trembling servant turn,
Whose soul is sore dismayed?

III

Nay, if I doubting, still believe,
Thou wilt my faulty prayer receive,
And grant the boon I crave;
For 'tis Thy promise I would claim,
And in the all-availing name
Of Him Who came to save.

IV

So shall Thy peace my heart control,
And fill with calm my troubled soul,
My every tumult still;
And thus I learn to trust Thee more,
For billows surge, and tempests roar
Obedient at Thy will.

V

And in the shining of Thy face,
A man shall be an hiding place,
And covert from the wind;
And while the tempest breaks around,
I peaceful rest on tranquil ground,
Where Thou, O Lord, art kind.

Appendix

The Trisagion, or Cherubic Hymn, has been in use in the worship of the
Eastern Church from the very earliest. No form of adoration is of such
frequent occurrence in all the offices of the Church. Originally the
Trisagion (Thri