To Father, Spirit, One with Christ,-- Come, gaily sound His praises high, Be endless praise, Whose love sufficed, While angels praise Him in the sky. _Refrain._ ---------- [1]This carol has been set to excellent and appropriate music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown, Brentwood, Essex, and is published by Novello & Co., London. It is noteworthy that Mr. Brown is honourably associated with Eastern Hymnody by his tune, _St. Anatolius_, which was composed for Dr. Neale's rendering of the Greek evening hymn, {ten hemeran dielthon}, "The day is past and over"; and also by _Orthodoxus_ and _Apostolicus_, which were composed for The Ektene and The Litany Of The Deacon respectively; and by _St. Stythians_, composed for {basileu ouranie paraklete}, "O King, enthroned on high"--renderings by the present author, all of which find a place in the new edition of Church Hymns. CAROL[2] {euphrantheti hierousalem} I Jerusalem, rejoice! Keep festival and sing; All ye who dwell in Zion's courts, Bring forth an offering. Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem, rejoice; And sing with glee, right merrily, Let every heart and voice. II To-day the chain is loosed That long hath bound our race, The condemnation is removed Through God's abounding grace. Rejoice, rejoice, etc. III The gates of heaven are wide, And Satan's work undone; For She[3] who fell beneath his power, Now gives the world God's Son. Rejoice, rejoice, etc. IV O depth of riches great! O height of wisdom strong! O knowledge of the Living God, To right such grievous wrong! Rejoice, rejoice, etc. V Now, let creation sing And leap, nor brook control, For Christ hath come to call it back, And save each ruined soul. Rejoice, rejoice, Jerusalem rejoice; And sing with glee, right merrily, Let every heart and voice. ---------- [2]Music by Mr. Arthur Henry Brown. [3]Woman. I The best that heaven could bring-- First fruits, an offering free-- Was brought from far, when, by the star, The wise men came to Thee. II No sceptre, and no throne! The magi were amazed, As, with surprise, on humble guise And poverty, they gazed. III But there Thy God-head shone, Despite the manger bed; O Christ, the Lord, Incarnate Word! 'Twas there Thou laid'st Thy head. I