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When no eye its pity gave us
Hymnal: Christian Hymns #208 (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 When no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
Christ His love and power displayed;
By His stripes He wrought our healing,
By His death, our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.
2 Jesus, may Thy love constrain us,
That from sin we may refrain us,
In Thy griefs may deeply grieve;
Thee our best affections giving,
To Thy glory ever living,
May we in Thy glory live. Topics: TheChurch Year The Passion; Christ Love of Languages: English Tune Title: ON THE CROSS THE DYING SAVIOUR
When no eye its pity gave us
Near the cross was Mary weeping
Author: H. Mills Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #320 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Near the cross was Mary weeping,
There her mournful station keeping,
Gazing on her dying Son,
There with speechless grief oppressed,
Anguish-stricken, and distressed;
Through her soul the sword had gone.
2 Who upon that Sufferer gazing,
Bowed in sorrow so amazing,
Would not with His mother mourn?
'Twas our sins brought Him from heaven;
These the cruel nails had driven;
All His griefs for us were borne.
3 When no eye its pity gave us,
When there was no arm to save us,
He His love and power displayed;
By His stripes He wrought our healing;
By His death, our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.
4 Jesus, may Thy love constrain us
That from sin we may refrain us,
In Thy griefs may deeply grieve.
Thee our best affections giving,
To Thy glory ever living,
May we in Thy glory live. Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday Tune Title: [Near the cross was Mary weeping]
Near the cross was Mary weeping
Zion, to thy Savior singing
Author: Thomas Aquinas Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #311 (1913) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Zion, to thy Savior singing,
To thy prince and shepherd bringing
Sweetest hymns of love and praise,
Thou wilt never reach the measure
Of His worth, by all the treasure
Of thy most ecstatic lays.
2 Of all wonders that can thrill thee,
And with adoration fill thee,
What than this can greater be,
That Himself to thee He giveth?
He that eateth ever liveth,
For the Bread of life is He.
3 Fill thy lips to overflowing
With sweet praise, His mercy showing
Who this heavenly table spread:
On this day so glad and holy,
To each longing spirit lowly
Giveth He the living bread.
4 Here the King hath spread His table,
Whereon eyes of faith are able
Christ our Passover to trace:
Shadows of the law are going,
Light and life and truth inflowing,
Night to day is giving place.
5 Lo, this blessed food descending
Heavenly love is hither sending.
Hungry lips on earth to feed:
So the paschal lamb was given,
So the manna came from heaven,
Isaac was His type indeed.
6 O good Shepherd, bread life-giving,
Us, Thy grace and life receiving,
Feed and shelter evermore;
Thou on earth our weakness guiding,
We in heaven with Thee abiding
With all saints will Thee adore. Topics: The Church Year Holy Thursday; The Church Year Holy Thursday Tune Title: [Zion, to thy Savior singing]
Zion, to thy Savior singing
Dyre Bord, som Jesus dækker
Hymnal: M. B. Landstads Kirkesalmebog og "Nokre Salmar" ved Professor Dr. E. Blix, samt følgende tillæg #59a (1897) Lyrics: 1 Dyre Bord, som Jesus dækker,
Hvor han Livets Brød mig rækker,
Hvor jeg hans Blods Bæger faar,
Mig til Frelse stor i Nøden,
Men til Ansvar Dom og Døden,
Om jeg hen uværdig gaar.
2 Se, jeg kommer, Naadens Kilde,
For dit Aasyn mig at stille,
Tag imod din arme Gjest!
Buden tager jeg her Sæde,
Før mig i dit Bryllupsklæde,
Pryd mig, som dig synes bedst!
3 O du bedste Ven, som findes,
Herre Jesu, vil du mindes
Mig, dit Faar paa vilden Sti;
Hent mig, tag min Synderbyrde,
Hjælp mig, hjælp mig, gode Hyrde,
Til din Hegning frelst og fri!
4 Mæt min Sjæl, som hungrer ilde,
Sluk min Tørst, al Naadens Kilde!
Red mig, thi jeg er i Nød!
Vær mit Lys, jeg er bedrøvet,
Vær min Kraft, som bort er røvet,
Vær mit Liv, thi jeg er død!
5 Se, her for din Fod jeg ligger,
Synder arm, som Naade tigger,
Jesus, ak forskyd ei mig!
Naadig se til al min Smerte,
Hør det Suk, som fra mit Hjerte
Fuldt af Anger søger dig!
6 Vær velsignet, Legem, saaret,
Som har Verdens Synder baaret,
Vær velsignet dyre Blod!
Livsens Brød og Livsens Bæger,
Som mig styrker, som mig læger,
Som gjør al min Vaande god! Topics: Ved Nadverden; By Eucharist Languages: Norwegian Tune Title: [Dyre Bord, som Jesus dækker]
Dyre Bord, som Jesus dækker
