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Holy Jesus, when our power
Who would reach his heavenly home;
SAINT JOHN THE BAPTIST'S DAY.
COLLECT. Almighty God, by whose providence thy servant John Baptist was wonderfully born, and sent to prepare the way of thy Son, our Saviour, by preaching repentance; make us so to follow his doctrine and holy life, that we may truly repent according to his preaching; and, after his example, constantly speak the truth, boldly rebuke vice, and patiently suffer for the truth's sake; through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Hark through the lonely waste,
Prepare the way," a warning voice resounds!
Make straight the crooked, smooth the rugged grounds;
Prepare a passage-form it plain and broad; And through the desert make a highway for our
Thine, BAPTIST, was the cry,
Heard in clear accents by the prophet's ear;
Herald some eastern monarch's proud career;
But other task hadst thou
Than lofty hills to bow,
Make straight the crooked, the rough places plain. Thine was the harder part
To smooth the human heart,
The wilderness where sin had fixed his reign;
Bring down high-vaulting pride, and lay ambition low.
Such, Baptist, was thy care,
Might check the progress of the King of kings;
Of heavenly graces which his presence brings; And where repentance had prepared the road, There faith might enter in, and love to man and God.
SAINT PETER'S DAY.
COLLECT. O Almighty God, who by thy Son Jesus Christ didst give to thy apostle Saint Peter many excellent gifts, and commandedst him earnestly to feed thy flock; make, we beseech thee, all pastors diligently to preach thy holy word, and the people obediently to follow the same, that they may receive the crown of everlasting glory, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
Lord! when thy PETER, weak in faith,
Failed in thine hour of threatened death,
And thrice his tongue renounced thy name, And each sad time the recreant word
More loud and more impassioned came ;
One look from thee his fault reproved,
And made his slumbering conscience start; One look from thee, so dearly loved, Spoke daggers to his bleeding heart;
And sent him forth a prey to grief,
Lord! when by human frailty led,
We pass thy gracious warning by, Prone as we are awry to tread,
And thee forsake, and thee deny ;
Grant us to feel the keen rebuke,
By conscience, faithful guardian, sent,
That pitying look! O may it melt
Our hearts in penitential showers!
When Herod would have brought him out, the same night Peter was sleeping. Acts xii. 6.
Thou thrice denied, yet thrice beloved,
Let his soul love thee to the end.