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THE CHRISTIAN YEAR.
Precious frankincense they pour
For the God whom they adore;
Precious myrrh their love supplies
For their Lord and Sacrifice.
Every gift we can command
Of loyal heart and loyal hand,
Every deed that serves to show
Heavenly love in love below,
Jesus claims as tribute due,
All good Christians, now from you.
For the God whom they adore;
Precious myrrh their love supplies
For their Lord and Sacrifice.
Every gift we can command
Of loyal heart and loyal hand,
Every deed that serves to show
Heavenly love in love below,
Jesus claims as tribute due,
All good Christians, now from you.
When Epiphany is spent,
Sundays three, like heralds sent,
Cry aloud the Fast of Lent.
Septuagesima first, and second
Sexagesima is reckoned;
Quinquagesima, the last;
Then comes in the solemn Fast,
With Ash Wednesday's litanies,
That from hearts repentant rise.
Forty days at Jesus' feet
Hide we now in blest retreat.
At their close through Holy Week,
We His way of sorrow seek,
Entering first Jerusalem,
While the throngs His progress hem,
And with shouts of welcome press
Zion's lowly King to bless,
Scattering palms along His way
Sundays three, like heralds sent,
Cry aloud the Fast of Lent.
Septuagesima first, and second
Sexagesima is reckoned;
Quinquagesima, the last;
Then comes in the solemn Fast,
With Ash Wednesday's litanies,
That from hearts repentant rise.
Forty days at Jesus' feet
Hide we now in blest retreat.
At their close through Holy Week,
We His way of sorrow seek,
Entering first Jerusalem,
While the throngs His progress hem,
And with shouts of welcome press
Zion's lowly King to bless,
Scattering palms along His way
