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Hymn to the Trinity

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 7.6.7.6 Appears in 2 hymnals First Line: Our hearts to Heaven upraising Lyrics: Our hearts to Heaven upraising, We, with the angelic host, Sing praises to the Father, To Son, and Holy Ghost. O Uncreated Nature, Yet Maker Thou of all, Our lips proclaim Thy praises, As at Thy feet we fall. All Holy, Holy, Holy, Eternal God art Thou,-- Hear us in prayer before Thee, And send Thy mercy now. In slumber Thou hast kept us, And now, with morning light, Our hearts and minds awaken, And give them morn for night. And we shall give Thee praises Blest Trinity adored; For Holy, Holy, Holy, Art Thou Eternal Lord. Text Sources: Horologion, p. 43

Sticheron (From the Burial Office for a Layman)

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.7.6.7 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Come friends behold me here Lyrics: Come friends behold me here, Speechless and breathless lying; Held in the arms of death;-- Come with your tears and sighing. But yesterday I lived, And walked, and spoke with you: Come friends, with the last kiss. Bid me a long adieu. For I shall walk no more The wonted paths we trod; My voice is stilled, I go To speak alone with God. The Judge has called me hence,-- To Whom the wise and great, The warrior and the king, Are men of one estate. Ah! not the name I bore Shall final doom recall; The life of each lies bare, Before the Judge of all. For all the good I've done, For all the ill and blame,-- Shall come to me in full, The honour or the shame. Call ye on Christ our God That by His saving might, I may a dwelling find Among the sons of light. Text Sources: Euchologion, p. 419

Sticheron Idiomelon (Hymn of Anatolius)

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Firm through the endless years Lyrics: Firm through the endless years, Thy kingdom stands secure, And Thy dominion evermore, Through ages shall endure. Thou from the Holy Ghost, Incarnate cam'st to earth, And, Christ our God! didst stoop To share man's lowly birth. Thou cam'st on us to shine, Light from Eternal Light! And now the Father's brightness rests On those who dwelt in night. O, everything that breathes, To Thee gives homage now-- The glory of Almighty God, The Father's image, Thou. O Thou Who shinest forth, Incarnate God most High, Who art, and wast in ages gone, To us bring mercy nigh. Text Sources: Menaion, December 25, p. 192

Sticheron from the ΚΥΡΙΑΚΗ ΤΗΣ ΤΥΡΙΝΗΣ

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.6.8.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Ah! woe is me because of sin Lyrics: Ah! woe is me because of sin, I tremble as I look within And view my guilty state; But like Thy servant in Thy word, I cry, "Have mercy on me, Lord," Because Thy mercy's great. Text Sources: Triodion, p. 63

From the Canon of the Dead: Ode VIII

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Who toiled for Christ through suffering sore Lyrics: Who toiled for Christ through suffering sore, And meekly grief and anguish bore; And in their service steadfast strove, To serve the Master Whom they love,-- Now rest in His eternal peace, Through ages that shall never cease. Who toil as they, and faithful prove The servants of the Lord they love, When toil is o'er and suffering past, Enter the bliss of heaven at last,-- And rest in His eternal peace, Through ages that shall never cease. Text Sources: Euchologion, p. 412

Beyond the Clouds of Heaven

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 6.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal Lyrics: Beyond the clouds of Heaven, The Lord of life ascends; Behold Him rise towards the skies, Who for our race was given. He came to earth Whose grace Hath made our vileness clean; That we may rise towards the skies, And serve before His face. He dwelt on earth Who gave Himself for sinful man,-- That we may rise towards the skies, Whom he came down to save. We would no longer gaze, O Christ, to where Thou art,-- But, that we rise, towards the skies, Do Thou Thy servants raise.

Troparion from the Third Canonical Hour

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.6.8.6 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: O Jesus, when our spirits mourn Lyrics: O Jesus, when our spirits mourn, And heavenly calm would find, Come to Thy servants in their grief, And prove that Thou art kind. Stand not afar off from our souls, Nor from our need depart; Come with the comfort of Thy love, And cheer the joyless heart. Thou didst not leave Thy saints of old, Nor shun their earnest cry; O ever-present pitying Lord, Draw nigh to us, draw nigh; And bind us to Thyself, we pray, Whose spirits pine for Thee, That we may hymn Thy glorious name To all eternity. Text Sources: Horologion, p. 86

From the ΚΥΡΙΑΚΗ ΤΗΣ ΤΥΡΙΝΗΖ: Ode I

Author: John Brownlie Meter: 8.8.8.8 Appears in 1 hymnal First Line: Mourn, O my soul, thy primal sin Lyrics: Mourn, O my soul, thy primal sin, As memory brings the past to mind, When, robbed of innocence, the joys Of Paradise were left behind. For of Thy lovingkindness great, Thou, who didst earth and all things frame, Mad'st from the clay Thy creature man, With angels to adore Thy name. And through the riches of Thy grace, O Lord and Maker, Thou didst plant Fair paradise where I might share Its richest fruits nor suffer want. Ah! woe is me, my wretched soul, God gave its fadeless fruits to thee; Why didst thou then His law transgress, And eat from that forbidden tree? Text Sources: Triodion, p. 63

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

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