Rampolli Part 21

XVI. _THE PRAISE OF G.o.d_.

I.

Unto the seer, Isaiah, it was given That, in the spirit, he saw the Lord of heaven Up on a lofty throne, in radiance bright; The skirt of his garment filled the temple quite; Two seraphs at his side were standing there; Six wings, he saw, each one of them did wear: Two over their bright visages did meet, With two of them they covered up their feet, And with the other twain abroad did fly.

Each to the other called with a great cry, Holy is G.o.d, the Lord of Zebaoth!

Holy is G.o.d, the Lord of Zebaoth!

Holy is G.o.d, the Lord of Zebaoth!

His glory great the whole world filled hath.

At the loud cry the beams and threshold shook, And the whole house was full of cloud and smoke.

II.

THE SONG OF PRAISE "TE TEUM LAUDAMUS," TURNED INTO GERMAN BY DR. MART.

LUTHER.

_The first Choir._--Lord G.o.d, thee praise do we.

_The second Choir._--Lord, we give thanks to thee.

1. Thee, Father, eternal G.o.d, 2. Earth praises, far and broad.

1. All angels and heaven's host, 2. All that in thy service boast, 1. The cherubim and seraphim 2. Sing thee ever with lofty hymn: 1. Holy is our Lord G.o.d!

2. Holy is our Lord G.o.d!

_Both Choirs._--Holy is our G.o.d, the Lord of Sabaoth.

1. Thy G.o.dlike might and lordship go 2. Wide over heaven and earth below.

1. To thee the holy twelve do call, 2. And thy beloved prophets all: 1. The precious martyrs, with one voice, 2. Praise thee, O Lord, with mighty noise.

1. From all thy worthy Christendom 2. To thee each day thy praises come; 1. To Thee, the Father, on highest throne, 2. Thy true and only-begotten Son; 1. The holy Comforter always, 2. With service true they thank and praise.

1. Thou, king of glory, Christ, alone 2. Art the Father's eternal Son; 1. Didst not the virgin's womb despise, 2. That so the human race might rise; 1. Thou on the might of Death didst tread, 2. And Christians all to heaven dost lead.

1. Thou sittest now at G.o.d's right hand, 2. With glory of all i' th' heavenly land; 1. The hour shall come when thou shalt yet 2. To judge the dead and living sit; 1. Now to thy servants help afford, 2. Ransomed with thy dear blood, O Lord; 1. Let us in heaven have our dole, 2. And with the holy be always whole.

1. Thy folk, Lord Christ, help and advance, 2. And bless thine own inheritance; 1. Them watch and ward, Lord, every day, 2. And lift them always up, we pray.

1. Daily, Lord G.o.d, we honour thee, 2. And praise thy name continually.

1. O G.o.d of truth, keep us this day 2. From every sin and evil way.

1. Be gracious to us, Lord, we plead-- 2. Be gracious to us in every need.

1. Show unto us thy pitying grace, 2. For all our hope in thee we place.

1. Dear Lord, our hope is in thy name; 2. Let us be never put to shame. Amen.

_OF LIFE AT COURT_.

_To the tune_--Ein Lappisch Mann: _A Silly Man_.

Who number one Keeps in the van, And gently can His hoop drive on And fawn and fan, And every man Counts dust and bran-- Is now the c.o.c.k to crow to Pan.

Who has in sight To live upright, Keep honour bright, And be true quite-- In vain shall fight And lose his might, Shall meet with slight And scorn and spite, And serve the rest, unhappy wight.

By flattery's rod There's many a lad Great wealth has had, And praises glad; Down in the mud He'll others tread And honour wed: So goes the world heels over head!

Whatever man Has no such plan, From court must run; Such never won But scoff and ban.

Who flatter can, And sting and tan-- He is at court the best o' the clan!