Blessed are they· that | mourn : For they shall inherit the | earth. Blessed are they which do hunger and thirst after righteous | ness: For they shall | b'e | filled. For they shall be called the | children · of | Blessed are they which are persecuted for | righteousness | sake: For theirs is the | kingdom of | heaven. Matt. v. 3. SAINT BARTHOLOMEW THE APOSTLE. (24th August.) Epistle, Acts v. 12-16. Gospel, Luke xxii. 24-30. 185. The Thoughtlessness of Youth. (C. M.) YE who are young, O hear betimes You may be young, but stony hearts Are found within your breast; Or else the faults which youth commit The Church still prays for you, for all, May God pour forth upon your hearts 186. The Apostles of the Lord. WE were gentle among you, Even as a nurse cherisheth her children : Because ye were dear unto us. 1 Thess. ii. 7. SAINT MATTHEW THE APOSTLE. (21st September.) Epistle, 2 Cor. iv. 1-6. Matins, Matt. xxii. Gospel, Matt. ix. 9-13. (L.M.) 187. The First Psalm. BLESSED is he who doth not go But alway placeth his delight, On that blest word which came from heaven, He shall be like a tree that grows, So prospers he and still prevails. The ungodly are not so, for they, For why? the way of the upright Their ways, their hopes, shall be o'erthrown. LET not mercy and truth forsake thee: Write them upon the table of thine heart: Prov. iii. 3. SAINT MICHAEL AND ALL ANGELS. (Michaelmas, 29th September.) Epistle, Rev. xii. 7-12. Gospel, Matt. xviii. 1-10. 189.His Angels have charge over thee.(C. M.) Though in the slippery paths of youth Thine arm unseen still keeps me safe, Through hidden dangers, toils, and death, Yea, through the pleasing snares of vice, 190. He keepeth his Saints. AND he shewed me Joshua the high priest And the Lord said unto Satan, The Lord rebuke thee, O Satan ; Is not this a brand plucked out of the fire? Zech. iii. 1, 2. SAINT LUKE THE EVANGELIST. (18th October.) Epistle, 2 Tim. iv. 5-15. Gospel, Luke x. 1-7. Matins, Luke iv. Evensong, Job i. 191.The Eighty-fourth Psalm. Part I. (C.M.) My heart and flesh cry out for Thee, The sparrow finds a place of rest, O they are blessed who may dwell And blessed is the man whose strength For evermore Thou art, Who loves to worship in thy house, Yea, hath it in his heart. |