SEQUENCE AT MASS .

Welcome the glad returning morn!
In hues of golden glory born!
Which saw, divinely blest,
Our Chieftain in the sacred fight,
Mounting the pearly stairs of light,
To his eternal rest.

See the glad Vision's bright array
Ascending on its orient way; —
See there the Patriarch shine!
A second Abraham on high,
Amidst his glorious progeny
Seated in bliss divine!

Blest Hermit! in his rocky cell,
As to Elias erst befell,
By the wild raven fed!
Whose voice the sunken axe obey'd,
Rising, as when Eliseus pray'd,
Up from the torrent's bed!

With hoary Jacob's eagle eye
Piercing the far futurity;
With Joseph heavenly pure;
May he to us, his sons below,
The path of joys immortal show,
And guide us there secure!