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A Cento from the Canon of the "Bodiless Ones;" Tuesday in the Week of the Fourth Tone.
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Stars of the morning, so gloriously bright, Filled with celestial resplendence and light; These that, where night never followeth day, Raise the Trishagion ever and aye: | |
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These are Thy counsellors these dost Thou own, GOD of Sabaoth! the nearest Thy throne; These are Thy ministers; these dost Thou send, Help of the helpless ones! man to defend. | |
These keep the guard, amidst Salem's dear bowers: Thrones, Principalities, Virtues, and Powers: Where with the Living Ones, mystical Four, Cherubin, Seraphin, bow and adore. | |
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"Who like the LORD?"--thunders Michael, the Chief: Raphael, "the Cure of GOD," comforteth grief: And, as at Nazareth, prophet of peace, Gabriel, "the Light of GOD," bringeth release. | |
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Then, when the earth was first poised in mid-space,-- Then, when the planets first sped on their race,-- Then, when were ended the six days' employ,-- Then all the sons of GOD shouted for joy. | |
Still let them succour us; still let them fight, LORD of angelic hosts, battling for right! Till, where their anthems they ceaselessly pour, We with the Angels may bow and adore! |
[No. 6 in H. E. C.]
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This is the crowning glory of the poet Joseph; he has here with a happy boldness entered into the lists with S. John Damascene, to whom, on this one occasion, he must be pronounced superior. I have preserved the alphabetic arrangement, and "Joseph's Ode" at the end. All the Catavasias are in iambics.