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30
SACRED SONGS

He greets the band of holy men
Who march in pain and toil,
To plant the banner of the Cross
In Britain's sea-girt isle.

Not in the strength of man they come,
No human arms they bear;
Their armour is the shield of faith,
Their weapons fast and prayer.

To Faith's good fight in holy trust,
In courage calm and high,
Their fearless leader guides them on,
To conquer or to die.

They come, and soon the heathen gods
Before them prostrate fall,
As erst of old to trumpet's clang
Fell down a city's wall.

O blessed day, whose light illumes
The present and the past;
Thy fire of faith must still burn on,
As long as time shall last:—

Though faint and feeble now perchance,
Yet still a deathless flame;
And ages yet unborn shall learn
To bless Augustine's name.


24. The Annunciation.

The day is o'er, the moon serenely beaming.

In silver light hath field and forest drest;