V. Remember the joys prepared for the virtuous, and the torments that await the wicked, and how serious is the alternative of a happy or miserable eternity.-And thou shalt never sin.

LESSON 3.-Philip. 3. Rom. 6.

BUT the things that were gain to me, the same I have counted loss for Christ. Furthermore I count all things to be but loss, for the excellent knowledge of Jesus Christ my Lord: for whom I have suffered the loss of all things, and count them but as dung that I may gain Christ, and may be found in him not having my justice, which is of the law, but that which is of the faith of Christ Jesus, which is of God, justice in faith: that I may know him, and the power of his resurrection, and the fellowship of his sufferings, being made conformable to his death. For we are buried together with him, by baptism into death: that as Christ is risen from the dead by the glory of the Father, so we also may walk in newness of life. For

if we have been planted together in the likeness of his death, we shall be also in the likeness of his resurrection. Knowing this, that our old man is crucified with him, that the body of sin may be destroyed, to the end that we may serve sin no longer. For he that is dead, is justified from sin.

R. How shall we that are dead to sin, live any longer therein? know you not that all we who are baptized in Christ Jesus, are baptized in his death? *In that he died to sin, he died once; in that he liveth, he liveth unto God.

V. Let us reckon ourselves therefore dead to sin, but alive to God in Christ Jesus our Lord.

In that he died, &c. Glory be to the Father, &c. In that he died, &c.

TE DEUM, 37.

LAUDS.

OUR Father, &c. 39.

Ant. Having overcome the sting of death, thou openedst the kingdom of heaven to all believers.

Psalm LXXXIII.

Ir the sufferings of our Lord are a subject of joy for us, let us rejoice also that his sufferings are ended.

The fowler's net is broken, and the meek and innocent dove has escaped from its enemies.

Never again, O dear redeemer! shall thy holy soul be sorrowful unto death.

Never shall thy precious life be subject to the misrepresentations of ambitious hypocrites. Thy innocence shall no more be exposed to the barbarous fury of an ungrateful multitude.

But thou shalt live and reign forever, and all created nature will perpetually adore thee. O happy end of trials patiently endured! O blessed fruits springing from the cross of Jesus!

Look up, my soul! and see thy crucified Lord gloriously enthroned at the right hand of his Father.

Pehold the ragged purple now turned into a royal robe, and the scornful reed into a sceptre of supreme authority.

The crown of thorns is now a brilliant diadem, and his voice is that of majesty and terror to his enemies.

His tears are now changed into joy, and the laughter of his persecutors into sad despair.

Herod has long since perished, despised and forgotten, and Pilate still trembles with everlasting dread.

The impenitent Jews are scattered over the world, the witnesses of his coming, and of their own obduracy in sin.

But he himself is crowned with glory and honor, and the souls he has redeemed will celebrate his victories for ever.

Live, glorious king of men and angels! live, happy conqueror of sin and death!

We shall no more fear the sting of death, nor be alarmed at the darkness of the tomb.

For thou hast changed the grave into a bed of rest, and made death itself but a passage to endless happiness.

Glory be to the Father, &c.

Psalm LXXXIV.

BLESSED be thy name, O divine saviour! and blessed be thy mercy forever,

For having called us into being, when we might easily learn the way to everlasting life! Till thou appearedst, O thou only light of the world! the earth lay buried in the mists of error and ignorance.

Till thou departedst hence, thy saints were waiting for thee in the shades of death.

No sooner were thy afflictions ended, than joy was imparted throughout the world.

All that expected the messiah in spirit and truth, were filled with a holy gladness.

As for those whose eyes were shut, or turned away from thee by their own insensibility, Thy presence, alas! yielded no more joy, than light to those who refuse to see.

But those who love thee, thou overflowest with an ocean of heavenly delights.

Come, happy souls, to whom belongs the promise of so many blessings,

Come, let us raise our thoughts to heaven, and continually think of our future beatitude.

Let the hope of rest lighten our toil, and our sufferings be alleviated by the expectation of a speedy reward.

O blessed Jesus! our hope, our strength, and he full recompense of thy servants!