250 THY WAY, NOT MINE. Take thou my cup, and it Choose thou my good and ill. Choose thou for me my friends, Not mine, not mine the choice, ALLELUIA. (FROM THE LATIN.) ALLELUIA, Alleluia! The battle now is done, The victory is won; Let us joy and sing Alleluia ! Alleluia, Alleluia ! Suffering death's cruel doom, Jesus hath hell overcome; Let us praise and shout Alleluia ! Alleluia, Alleluia ! He rose the third day, bright In heavenly love and light; Let us cry and chant Alleluia ! Alleluia, Alleluia ! Closed are the gates below, Heaven's halls are open now; Alleluia! Alleluia, Alleluia ! Jesus, by thy wounds, save Us from the endless grave, That we may live and sing Alleluia! * *I give the first stanza of the above hymn as a specimen: Alleluia, Alleluia! Finita jam sunt prælia, LIVE. MAKE haste, O man, to live, For thou so soon must die; Time hurries past thee like the breeze; Make haste, O man, to live! To breathe, and wake, and sleep, This, this is not to live! Make haste, O man, to live! Make haste, O man, to do Whatever must be done; Thou hast no time to lose in sloth, Thy day will soon be gone. Make haste, O man, to live! Up then with speed, and work; This is no time for thee to sleep, Make haste, O man, to live! The useful, not the great, The thing that never dies; The silent toil that is not lost,- Make haste, O man, to live! The seed, whose leaf and flower, Make haste, O man, to live! Make haste, O man, to live, O sleep not, dream not, but arise, The Judge is at the door. Make haste, O man, to live! |