Exotics, a Translation of the Spiritual Songs of Novalis, the Hymn-Book of Luther, and Other Poems from the German and Italian

This historic book may have numerous typos, missing text, images, or index. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. 1876. Not illustrated. Excerpt: ... VI. THE TRINITY. OD, the Father, with us be, Slake us from all sinning free, Anil help us die in gladness. 'Gainst the devil well us ware, And keep our faith from failing, Our hope in thee from quailing. Our hearts upon thee staying, Let us wholly trust thy care, With all good Christians sharing, Escape the devil's snaring, Him with God's weapons daring. Amen, now! so may we fare! Let us then sing Halleluja! Let us not fall to badness: Jesus, Master, with us be, Let us not fall to badness; &c. Holy Spirit, with us be, Let us not fall to badness; &c. it. THOU who art three in unity, A true God from eternity, The sun with day withdraws his shine, Lighten us with thy light divine. At morn we praise thee with the day, At evening, also, to thee pray; Our poor song glorifieth thee Now, ever, and eternally. To God the Father praise be poured; To God the Son, the only Lord: To the consoling Holy Ghost; Now and for ever, ending not. Amen. VII. THE CHURCH AND WORD OF GOD. f. CI)c CfoclM) iJsalm. I AH God, from heaven, look down and view; Let it thy pity waken; Behold thy saints how very few! We wretches are forsaken. Thy word they will not grant it right, And faith is thus extinguished quite Amongst the sons of Adam. They teach a cunning false and fine, In their own wits they found it; Their heart in one doth not combine, Upon God's word well grounded., One chooses this, the other that: Endless division they are at, And yet they keep smooth faces. God will outroot the teachers all Who false appearance teach us: Besides, their proud tongues loudly call-- What care we ?--Who can reach us? We have the right and might in full; And what we say, that is the rule; Who dares to give us lessons? Therefore saith God: I must be up: My poor right ill are faring; Their sigh...