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Vain the Bliss from Earth that Springs

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 7.7.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Vain the bliss from earth that springs,-- Life is but an empty shade; All our toil its bounty brings, Made of what our dreams are made. When with toil the mountain's height Lies beneath our weary feet; When the goal we kept in sight, Yields the victory to the fleet;-- Fades the landscape from our view, Droops the laurel on our brow, False the things we thought were true, Gone the joys that lured us, now. Ah! the world we gain to lose, Ends our triumph with the grave; All earth's wealth and power refuse What vain hope exulting gave. Christ, Thou Lover of our race, When the strife of earth is o'er, Give our weary souls a place, In Thy Kingdom evermore. Text Sources: Euchologion, p. 409
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Stichera (From the Burial Office for a Child)

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.6.6.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Who would not weep my child Lyrics: Who would not weep my child To see thee still and dead?-- Thou from maternal arms, Even as a bird hast fled:-- Who would not weep my child? Who would not weep my child To see thy faded brow, Once like the lily, fair, But lost to beauty now?-- Who would not weep my child? Who would not weep my child?-- Like ship on boundless sea, That leaves no track behind, Lo, thou art gone from me,-- Who would not weep my child? Text Sources: Euchologion, p. 481
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Kontakion-Automelon

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.7.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Wake, my soul! In careless slumber Lyrics: Wake, my soul! In careless slumber, Wherefore wilt Thou longer lie? Wake! for lo, the end approacheth, And the Judgment draweth nigh. Christ our Lord is ever present, Sober therefore wait His call, That the lovingkindness spare thee Of the Lord who filleth all. Text Sources: Horologion, p. 369
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See Where the Orb of Day

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6.6.6 Appears in 2 hymnals Lyrics: See where the orb of day In glory sinks to rest, The clouds of gold and purple crown The mountains of the west; And eve in silence brings The night on dusky wings. It is the hour of peace, And hearts to heaven ascend,-- Come with your burdens and your care, To an unchanging Friend; And let the passing day, Bear all your fears away. It is the hour of prayer; Let every fault be known; Unveil the secrets of the soul, And every sin disown; The blood for sinners spilt, Shall bear away your guilt. It is the hour of praise, Let joy the stillness break; And every grateful thought of God To living song awake; And saints in heaven shall bear To God your fervent prayer. The night in silence falls,-- O God to Thee be praise! And to the Spirit and the Son, Throughout the endless days;-- Eternal Three in One, While endless ages run.
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Antiphon G (From the Office of Dawn)

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.6.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: When came the call to me Lyrics: When came the call to me, "To God's own house repair," Then I was filled with joy, And sent to heaven my prayer. Within the house of God Are fearful wonders wrought;-- There a devouring flame Burns every shameful thought. Thou Spirit, Source of life, To Thee all praise we give-- To Father and to Son, In Whom all creatures live. Text Sources: Parakletike, p. 189
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Stichera of the Resurrection

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.4.8.4 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: When wicked hands had firmly sealed Lyrics: When wicked hands had firmly sealed The silent tomb, Then cam'st Thou forth, O Christ, as from The Virgin's womb. Thine Incarnation angels viewed With wondering gaze; And soldiers saw the empty tomb In strange amaze. Search they in vain, those mysteries lay In night concealed: The God-man and His rising were For ever sealed. Yet to the humble who by faith Their Lord adore, Those mysteries fade before their sight For evermore. Grant us who sing those mysteries now A claim to praise; And let Thy mercy bless our lives, Now, and always. Text Sources: Parakletike, p. 193
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Stichera of the Ascension

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.7.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Now the Lord from earth ascending Lyrics: Now the Lord from earth ascending, Seeks the throne of heaven again, That the Comforter, descending, Might abide with sinful men. Clouds His chariots, upwards rising Bear Him proudly to the skies; Heaven beholds a sight surprising, Man above the angels rise. Lift your gates ye powers supernal; All ye nations come adore; For the Christ to realms eternal, Goes to dwell forevermore. Text Sources: Pentecostarion, p. 147
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Stichera of Apocreos

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 7.7.7.7.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: When the trumpet's sound shall wake Lyrics: When the trumpet's sound shall wake All the tenants of the tomb, Men with terror then shall quake, But the righteous hopeful rise To secure the promised prize. Severed from the just that day, Sinners crying in their woe Pass to chastisement for aye, Trembling 'neath the awful rod, Of the stern decree of God. Lord of glory, by Thy grace Come in pity to our aid; Make us worthy of a place With the just who dwell with Thee In Thy bliss, eternally. Text Sources: Triodion, p. 22
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Stichera of the Resurrection

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.7.8.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Wherefore on the Cross uplifted Lyrics: Wherefore on the Cross uplifted, Bore the Lord our anguish sore? That He might from suffering save us, By those wounds for evermore. Wherefore from the grave triumphant, Came our Lord that radiant day? That the bondage of corruption Might for ever yield its sway. Let the heavens resound with gladness, Praises ring through all the earth; Let the nations all before him, Clap their hands with joyous mirth. To the Cross that bore our Saviour Were our sins in mercy bound; By the death of Him Who loved us, Life for all mankind is found. Glory unto God the Father, Glory unto Christ the Son, Glory to the Holy Spirit, Now, and while the ages run. Text Sources: Parakletike, p. 2
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Stichera Anatolika

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.8.8 D Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Thee, as the evening light declines Lyrics: Thee, as the evening light declines, O Christ, unfading light, we praise, Who, robed in human flesh, appears, To bless us in the end of days. Dark hades saw the light arise, And quick the darkness fled away; The nations saw Thy waking beams, When dawned the Resurrection day. Glory, O Christ, to Thee we give, The Head of our Salvation Thou; For death is vanquished by Thy power, And men are saved from wandering now. The angel choirs in heaven rejoice, For messengers of death are spurned; The fall of Adam Thou hast raised, And Satan's power is overturned. We, all unworthy, stand around Thy life inspiring grave, and raise To Thy great tenderness of heart, O Christ our Lord, a hymn of praise; For thou gav'st welcome to the Cross, Nor thrust the hand of death away, That thou, O Lover of our race, Mightst give the Resurrection day. Word with the Father in the past, Word with the Father aye to reign; Mysterious born, to live and die, And in His glory rise again. O God of life to thee we sing, Saviour of our souls, to Thee Let hymns from every heart arise, And everlasting glory be. Text Sources: Pentecostarion, p. 14

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