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Nor vain the word, that whosoe’er
To houses, parents, children, wife;
SAINT BARTHOLOMEW'S DAY.
COLLECT. O Almighty and everlasting God, who didst give to thine apostle Bartholomew grace truly to believe and to preach thy word; grant, we beseech thee, unto thy Church to love that word which he believed, and both to preach and receive the same, through Jesus Christ our Lord. Amen.
“Behold, in whom no guile I find,
An Israelite indeed!”
Did Israel's sovereign read.
A guileless heart! what fairer scene
In all this world below,
Or God's creation show?
Fair are the snow-wreaths, that infold
Yon Alpine mountain's head;
Clear o'er its pebbly bed;
Fair is the star of evening bright,
A gem in heaven's blue zone; And fair the moonlight's robe of white
O’er earth's green surface thrown;
But Alpine snow, nor crystal stream,
Can pure delight impart, Nor moon, nor evening planet's gleam,
To match the guileless heart.
For these material works of God
Of Him memorials stand,
The wonders of his hand :
But guileless truth and innocence,
By God to men consigned, Reflect his moral excellence, An image of his mind,
COLLECT. O Almighty God, who by thy blessed Son didst call Matthew from the receipt of custom, to be an apostle and evangelist; grant us grace to forsake all covetous desires, and inordinate love of riches, and to follow the same thy Son Jesus Christ our Lord, who liveth and reigneth with thee, world without end. Amen.
Prepare the feast! the viands bring,
Heap high the festal board!
The follower greets his Lord.
But who is he, the host, whose care
Provides the costly feast?
'Tis MATTHEW, 't is the publican;
The favored host is he
Beside Tiberias' sea.
And they, the guests assembled round,
They boast no better name; One in disgraceful union found,
Allied to sin and shame.
O holy Jesus, and are these
Associates meet for thee?
And this the company?
“ Not to the righteous was I sent;
Not to the whole I cry;
The sick man's health am I,
“For them my glory I resigned;
For them endure the grave;
The perishing to save.”
Shepherd of Israel! Saviour dear!
Whose voice thy duteous sheep Safe in thy fold delighted hear,
And to thy pasture keep;
Repentant, lo! to thee we turn,
To thee for health we pray ;