Faith of our Fathers, living still
In spite of dungeon, fire and sword:
O how our hearts beat high with joy
Whene'er we hear that glorious word.
Faith of our Fathers, Holy Faith,
We will be true to thee till death.Our Fathers, chained in prison dark,
Were still in heart and conscience free:
How sweet would be their children's fate,
If they, like them, could die for thee.
Faith of our Fathers, Holy Faith,
We will be true to thee till death.Faith of our Fathers, Mary's prayers
Shall win our country back to thee:
And through the truth that comes from God
This land shall then indeed be free.
Faith of our Fathers, Holy Faith,
We will be true to thee till death.Faith of our Fathers, we will love
Both friend and foe in all our strife:
And preach thee too, as love knows how
By kindly words and virtuous life:
Faith of our Fathers, Holy Faith,
We will be true to thee till death.
F.W. Faber
For all the saints who from their labours rest,
Who thee by faith before the world confessed,
Thy name, O Jesus be forever blessed,
Alleluia, Alleluia!Thou wast their rock, their fortress, and their might;
Thou, Lord, their captain in the well-fought fight;
Thou in the darkness drear their one true light.
Alleluia, Alleluia!Oh, may thy soldiers, faithful, true, and bold,
Fight as the saints who nobly fought of old,
And win, with them, the victors' crown of gold.
Alleluia, Alleluia!Oh blest communion! fellowship divine!
We feebly struggle, they in glory shine;
Yet all are one in thee, for all are thine.
Alleluia, Alleluia!And when the strife is fierce, the warfare long,
Steals on the ear the distant triumph-song,
And hearts are brave again, and arms are strong.
Alleluia, Alleluia!The golden evening brightens in the west;
Soon, soon to faithful warriors cometh rest:
Sweet is the calm of paradise the blest.
Alleluia, Alleluia!But lo! there breaks a yet more glorious day;
The saints triumphant rise in bright array:
The King of glory passes on his way.
Alleluia, Alleluia!From earth's wide bounds, from ocean's farthest coast,
Through gates of pearl streams in the countless host,
Singing to Father, Son and Holy Ghost.
Alleluia, Alleluia!
William Walsham How
God is love: his the care,
Tending each, ev'ry where.
God is love, all is there!
Jesus came to show him,
That mankind might know him!Sing aloud, loud, loud!
Sing aloud, loud, loud!
God is good!
God is truth! God is beauty!
Praise him!None can see God above;
All have here man to love;
Thus may we Godward move,
Finding him in others,
Holding all men brothers: Sing aloud, ...Jesus lived here for men:
Strove and died, rose again,
Rules our hearts, now as then;
For he came to save us
By the truth he gave us: Sing aloud, ...To our Lord praise we sing,
Light and life, friend and king,
Coming down love to bring,
Pattern for our duty,
Showing God in beauty: Sing aloud, ...
Percy Dearmer
Hail, thou star of ocean,
Portal of the sky;
Ever Virgin Mother
Of the Lord most high.Oh! by Gabriel's Ave,
Utter'd long ago,
Eva's name reversing,
`Stablish peace below.Break the captive's fetters:
Light on blindness pour;
All our ills expelling,
Every bliss implore.Show thyself a mother;
Offer Him our sighs,
Who for us incarnate
Did not thee despise.Virgin of all virgins,
To thy shelter take us;
Gentlest of the gentle,
Chaste and gentle make us.Still, as on we journey,
Help our weak endeavour;
Till with thee and Jesus
We rejoice for ever.Through the highest heaven,
To the almighty Three,
Father, Son, and Spirit,
One same glory be.
Trans: E. Caswall
Hail, Queen of Heav'n, the ocean Star,
Guide of the wand'rer here below,
Thrown on life's surge, we claim thy care,
Save us from peril and from woe.
Mother of Christ, star of the sea,
Pray for the wanderer, pray for me.O gentle, chaste and spotless Maid,
We sinners make our prayers through thee;
Remind thy Son that He has paid
The price of our iniquity.
Virgin most pure, Star of the sea,
Pray for the sinner, pray for me.Sojourners in this vale of tears,
To thee, blest advocate, we cry;
Pity our sorrows, calm our fears,
And soothe with hope our misery.
Refuge in grief, Star of the sea,
Pray for the mourner, pray for me.And while to Him who reigns above,
In Godhead One, in Persons Three,
The Source of life, of grace, of love,
Homage we pay on bended knee.
Do thou, bright Queen, Star of the sea,
Pray for thy children, pray for me.
Dr. Lingard
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