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It is finished!
Author: Jonathan Evans (1749-1809) Hymnal: Songs of Praise with Tunes #115 (1889) Topics: Christ Passion of First Line: Hark, the voice of love and mercy Scripture: Hebrews 10:1-14 Tune Title: BREST
It is finished!
'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #125 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow
The star is dimm'd that lately shown:
'Tis midnight; in the garden now,
The suff'ring Saviour prays alone.
2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed
Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears;
E'en the disciple that He loved
Heeds not his Master's grief and tears.
3 'Tis midnight; and for others' guilt,
The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood;
Yet He that hath in anguish knelt
Is not forsaken by His God.
4 'Tis midnight; and from ether-plains
Is borne the song that angels know:
Unheard by mortals are the strains
That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. Languages: English
'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow
Sev'n times our blessed Savior spoke
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #207 (1918) Meter: 8.8.7.8.7 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Sev'n times our blessed Savior spoke,
When on the cross our sins He took,
And died lest man should perish:
Let us His last and dying words
In our remembrance cherish.
2 "Father, forgive these men, for lo!
They truly know not what they do!"
So far His love extended:
Forgive us, Lord, for we, too, have
Through ignorance offended.
3 Now to the contrite thief He cries:
"Thou, verily, in Paradise
Shalt meet me ere tomorrow:"
Lord, take us to Thy kingdom soon,
Who linger here in sorrow.
4 To weeping Mary, standing by,
"Behold thy son!" now hear Him cry;
To John, "Behold thy mother!"
Provide, O Lord, for those we leave,
Let each befriend the other.
5 The Savior's fourth word was, "I thirst!"
O mighty Prince of Life, Thy thirst
For us and our salvation
Is truly great: do help us then
That we escape damnation.
6 The fifth, "My God, my God, O why
Forsake me?" Hark, the awful cry!
Lord, Thou wast here forsaken,
That we might be received on high;
Let this hope not be shaken.
7 The sixth, when victory was won,
"'Tis finished!" for Thy work was done.
Grant, Lord, that onward pressing
We may the work Thou dost impose
Fulfill with Thine own blessing.
8 The last, as woe and sufferings end,
"O God my Father, I commend
Into Thy hands my spirit:"
Be this, dear Lord, my dying wish;
O heavenly Father, hear it.
9 Whoe'er, by sense of sin oppressed,
Upon these words his thoughts will rest,
He joy and hope obtaineth,
And, through God's love and boundless grace,
A peaceful conscience gaineth.
10 O Jesus Christ, Thou Crucified,
Who hast for our offenses died,
Grant that we e'er may ponder
Thy wounds, Thy cross, Thy bitter death,
Both here below and yonder. Languages: English
Sev'n times our blessed Savior spoke
From Calvary a cry was heard
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #236 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 From Calvary a cry was heard,
A bitter and heart-rending cry;
My Saviour! every mournful word
Bespeaks Thy soul’s deep agony.
2 The scourge, the thorns, the deep disgrace--
These Thou couldst bear, nor once repine;
But when Jehovah veil'd His face,
Unutterable pangs were Thine.
3 Let the dumb world its silence break;
Let pealing anthems rend the sky;
Awake, my sluggish soul, awake!
He died, that we might never die.
4 Lord! on Thy cross I fix mine eye:
If e’er I lose its strong control,
Oh, let that dying, piercing cry
Melt and reclaim my wand'ring soul. Languages: English
From Calvary a cry was heard
O Love, How Deep
Author: T. á Kempis, 1380-1471; B. Webb, 1819-85 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #281 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: O love, how deep, how high, how broad Lyrics: 1 O love, how deep, how broad, how high,
How passing thought the love of God,
That Christ, the Son of God, should take
Our mortal form for mortals' sake!
2 He sent no angel to our race,
Of higher or of lower place,
But wore the robe of human frame,
And to this world Himself He came.
3 For us baptized, for us He bore
His holy fast, and hungered sore;
For us temptations sharp He knew;
For us the tempter overthrew.
4 For us He prayed, for us He taught;
For us His daily works He wrought;
By words and signs and actions thus
Still seeking not Himself, but us.
5 For us to wicked men betrayed,
Scourged, mocked, in purple robe arrayed,
He bore the shameful cross and death,
For us gave up His dying breath.
6 For us He rose from death again;
For us He went on high to reign;
For us He sent His Spirit here
To guide, to strengthen, and to cheer.
7 All glory to our Lord and God
For love so deep, so high, so broad;
The Trinity whom we adore
Forever and forevermore.
Languages: English Tune Title: DEO GRACIAS
O Love, How Deep
My Song Is Love Unknown
Author: S. Crossman, c. 1624-84 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #303 (1996) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown,
My Savior’s love to me,
Love to the loveless shown
That they might lovely be.
O who am I
That for my sake
My Lord should take frail flesh and die?
2 He came from His blest throne
Salvation to bestow;
But men grew strange, and none
The longed-for Christ would know.
But, O my Friend,
My Friend indeed,
Who at my need His life did spend!
3 In life no house, no home
My Lord of earth might have;
In death no friendly tomb
But what a stranger gave.
What may I say?
Heav'n was His home;
but mine the tomb wherein He lay.
4 Here might I stay and sing;
No story so divine,
Never was love, dear King,
Never was grief like Thine.
This is my Friend,
In whose sweet praise
I all my days could gladly spend.
Languages: English
My Song Is Love Unknown
Now from the Garden to the Cross
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CXCVII (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Now from the Garden to the Cross,
Let us attend the Lamb of God.
Be all Things else accounted Dross,
Compar'd with Sin atoning Blood.
2 See, how the patient Jesus stands,
Insulted in his lowest Case:
Sinners have bound th' Almighty's Hands;
And spit in their Creator's Face.
3 With Thorns his Temples gor'd and gash'd,
Send Streams of Blood from ev'ry Part.
His Back's with knotted Scourges lash'd:
But sharper Scourges tear his Heart.
4 Nail'd naked to th' accursed Wood;
Expos'd to Earth, and Heav'n above,
A Spectacle of wounds and Blood;
A Prodigy of injur'd Love!
5 Hear how his doleful Cries affright
Affected Angels, while they view.
His Friends forsook him in the Night;
And now his God forsakes him too.
6 Oh what a Field of Battle's here!
Vengenace and Love their Pow'rs oppose:
Never was such a mighty Pair;
Never were two such desp'rate Foes.
7 Behold that Pale, that languid Face,
That drooping Head, those cold dead Eyes!
Behold, in Sorrow and Disgrace,
Our conqu'ring Heroe hands and dies!
8 Ye that assume his sacred Name,
Now tell me, what can all this mean?
What was it bruis'd God's harmless Lamb!
What was it pierc'd his Soul, but Sin?
9 Blush, Christian, blush; let Shame abound,
If Sin affects Thee not with Woe,
Whatever Spirit's in Thee found,
Christ's Spirit thou didst never know.
Languages: English
Now from the Garden to the Cross
Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #126 (1870) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams
Our Saviour at midnight, when moonlight's pale beams
Shone bright on thy waters, would frequently stray,
And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the day.
2 How damp were the vapors that fell on His head!
How hard was His pillow! how humble His bed!
The angels, astonish'd, grew sad at the sight,
And follow'd their Master with solemn delight.
3 O garden of Olives, thou dear honor'd spot,
The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot;
The theme most transporting to seraphs above;
The triumph of sorrow--the triumph of love.
4 Come, saints, and adore Him; come, bow at His feet,
Oh, give Him the glory, the praise that is meet;
Let joyful hosannas unceasingly rise,
And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. Languages: English
Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams
A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #191 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth,
The guilt of all men bearing;
'Tis laden with the sin of earth,
None else the burden sharing;
It goes its way, grows weak and faint,
To slaughter led without complaint,
Its spotless life to offer;
Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death,
Anguish and mockery, and saith,
"Willing all this I suffer."
2 This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend
And everlasting Savior;
Him, Him God chose, sin's reign to end
And bring us to His favor.
"Go forth, my Son!" He said, "and bail
The children, who are doomed to hell
But for Thine intercession.
The punishment is great, and dread
The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed,
And save them from perdition."
3 "Yea, Father, yea, most willingly
I'll bear what Thou commandest;
My will conforms to Thy decree,
I do what Thou demandest."
O wondrous Love! what hast Thou done!
The Father offers up His Son,
The Son content descendeth!
O Love! O Love! how strong art Thou!
In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low
Whose word the mountains rendeth!
4 Thou lay'st him, Love, upon the cross,
With nails and spear Him bruising;
Thou slay'st Him as a lamb, His loss,
From soul and body oozing;
From body 'tis the crimson flood
Of precious sacrificial blood,
From soul, the strength of anguish:
My gain it is; sweet Lamb to Thee
What can I give, whose love to me
For me doth make Thee languish?
5 Lord, all my life I'll cleave to Thee,
Thy love fore'er beholding,
Thee ever, as Thou ever me,
With loving arms enfolding.
Yea, Thou shalt be my Beacon-light,
To guide me safe through death's dark night,
And cheer my heart in sorrow;
Henceforth myself and all that's mine
to Thee, my Savior, I consign,
From whom all things I borrow.
6 By morn and eve my theme shall be
Thy mercy's wondrous measure;
To sacrifice myself to Thee,
My foremost aim and pleasure.
My stream of life shall flow for Thee,
Its steadfast current ceaselessly
In praise to Thee outpouring;
And all that Thou hast done for me,
I'll treasure in my memory,
Thy gracious love adoring.
7 Enlarge, shrine of my heart, and swell,
To Thee shall now be given
A treasure that doth far excel
The worth of earth and heaven.
Away with the Arabian gold,
With treasures of an earthly mold!
I've found a better jewel.
My priceless treasure, Lord my God,
Is Thy most holy, precious blood,
Which flowed from wounds so cruel.
8 This treasure ever I'll employ,
This ever aid shall yield me;
In sorrow it shall be my joy,
In conflict it shall shield me;
In joy, the music of my feast,
And when all else has lost its zest,
This manna still shall feed me;
In thirst my drink; in want my food;
My company in solitude,
To comfort and to lead me.
9 Death's poison cannot harm me now,
Thy blood new life bestoweth;
My Shadow from the heat art Thou,
When noonday's sunlight gloweth.
When I'm by inward grief opprest,
On Thee my weary soul shall rest,
As sick men on their pillows.
Thou art my Anchor, when by woe
My bark is driven to and fro
On trouble's restless billows.
10 And when Thy glory I shall see
And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure,
Thy blood my royal robe shall be,
And joy beyond at measure;
It then shall be my glorious crown,
Thus I'll appear before the throne
Of God, and need not hide me;
And shall, by Him to Thee betrothed,
By Thee in bridal garments clothed,
Stand as a bride beside Thee. Languages: English
A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth
To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #193 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give,
Who diedst for us, that we might live,
And through Thy holy, precious blood
Hast made us righteous before God.
2 We pray Thee, O true God and Man,
Who wast for our offences slain:
Save us from everlasting death,
And cheer us, when we yield our breath.
3 Defend us, Lord, from sin and shame;
Help us by Thine almighty name
To bear our crosses patiently,
To trust in Thy great agony.
4 And thence the full assurance gain,
That Thou wilt e'er our Friend remain,
And not forsake us in our strife,
Until we enter into life. Languages: English
To Thee, Lord Jesus, thanks we give
Enslaved by sin, and bound in chains
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #202 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Enslaved by sin, and bound in chains,
Beneath its dreadful tyrant sway,
And doomed to everlasting pains,
We wretched, guilty captives lay.
2 Nor gold nor gems could buy our peace,
Nor the whole world’s collected store
Suffice to purchase our release;
A thousand worlds were all too poor.
3 Jesus, the Lord, the mighty God,
An all-sufficient ransom paid:
O matchless price! His precious blood
For vile, rebellious traitors shed.
4 Jesus the sacrifice became
To rescue guilty souls from hell;
The spotless, bleeding, dying Lamb,
Beneath avenging justice fell.
5 Amazing goodness! love divine!
O may our grateful hearts adore
The matchless grace; nor yield to sin,
Nor wear its cruel fetters more! Languages: English
Enslaved by sin, and bound in chains
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #235 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Behold the Saviour of mankind
Nail'd to the shameful tree!
How vast the love that Him inclined
To bleed and die for thee!
2 Hark! how He groans! while nature shakes,
And earth’s strong pillars bend!
The temple’s veil in sunder breaks,
The solid marbles rend.
3 ’Tis done! the precious ransom’s paid:
"Receive my soul!" He cries:
See where He bows His sacred head!
He bows His head and dies!
4 But soon He’ll break death’s envious chain,
And in full glory shine;
O Lamb of God! was ever pain,
Was ever love like Thine!
Languages: English
Behold the Saviour of mankind
Saviour, when in dust, to Thee
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #237 (1870) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Saviour, when in dust, to Thee
Low we bow th'adoring knee;
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our streaming eyes:
Oh! by all Thy pain and woe
Suffer'd once for man below,
Bending from Thy throne on high,
Hear Thy people while they cry.
2 By Thy birth and early years,
By Thy human griefs and fears,
By Thy fasting and distress
In the lonely wilderness:
By Thy vict'ry in the hour
Of the subtle tempter's power;
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear Thy people while they cry.
3 By Thine hour of dark despair,
By Thine agony of prayer,
By the purple robe of scorn,
By Thy wounds--thy crown of thorn;
By Thy cross-Thy pangs and cries;
By Thy perfect sacrifice:
Jesus, look with pitying eye;
Hear Thy people while they cry.
4 By Thy deep expiring groan,
By the seal'd sepulchral stone,
By Thy triumph o'er the grave,
By Thy power from death to save;
Mighty God, ascended Lord,
To Thy throne in heaven restored,
Saviour, Prince, exalted high,
Hear Thy people while they cry. Languages: English
Saviour, when in dust, to Thee
There is a dear and hallow'd spot
Hymnal: Book of Worship (Rev. ed.) #238 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 There is a dear and hallow'd spot
Oft present to my eye;
By saints it ne'er can be forgot;
That place is Calvary.
2 Oh, what a scene was there display'd
Of love and agony,
When our Redeemer bow'd His head,
And died on Calvary!
3 When fainting under guilt's dread load,
Unto the cross I'll fly;
And trust the merit of that blood
Which flow'd at Calvary.
4 Whene'er I feel temptation's power,
On Jesus I'll rely;
And, in the sharp, conflicting hour,
Repair to Calvary.
5 When seated at the feast of love,
Then will I fix mine eye
On Him who intercedes above,
Who bled on Calvary.
6 When the dark scene of death, the last
Momentous hour draws nigh,
Then, with my dying eyes, I'll cast
A look on Calvary. Languages: English
There is a dear and hallow'd spot
Beneath the Cross of Jesus Kneeling
Author: H. Petursson, 1614-74 ; C. V. Pilcher, 1879-1960 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #288 (1996) Meter: 9.8.9.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Beneath the cross of Jesus kneeling
Dawns on my soul the endless day;
There, deeper than all tides of feeling,
Doth God His boundless grace display;
Thence flow the mystic heaing waves;
There all my stains the Savior laves.
2 God wrought for man, His love forth-showing,
When Moses smote the rock of old;
And, lo, through Israel's camp on-flowing,
Broke forth the longed-for flood, and rolled,
New strength, new joy, new life bestowed,
On lips that quaffed it, pure and cold.
3 God wrought for man, mankind redeeming,
When Christ was pierc'd by Roman spear,
And, o'er the thirsty world down-streaming,
Forth gushed a fountain, cool and clear,
Till souls, those blessed waters near,
Forgot in joy sin's desert drear.
4 Beside that well for aye abiding,
New strength, new joy, new life I gain;
Within that cleft securely hiding,
No care can harm, no sorrow stain;
Here rests the blissful soul serene,
Here faith the healing draft can glean.
5 Lord, let my heart, this gift receiving,
Sing one glad anthem to Thy praise;
And may the stream, Thy pierc'd heart leaving,
Refresh and heal me all my days:
Thus by Thy blood my life restored,
Eternal thans to Thee, O Lord. Languages: English
Beneath the Cross of Jesus Kneeling
Join All the Glorious Names
Author: I. Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #289 (1996) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Join all the glorious names
Of wisdom, love, and pow'r,
That ever mortals knew,
That angels ever bore:
All are too mean to speak His worth,
Too frail to set my Savior forth!
2 Great Prophet of my God,
My tongue would bless Thy name;
By Thee the joyful news
Of our salvation came:
The joyful news of sins forgiv'n,
Of hell subdued, and peace with heav'n.
3 Be thou my Counselor,
My Pattern and my Guide;
And through this desert land
Still keep me by Thy side.
O let my feet ne'er run astray,
Nor rove, nor seek the crooked way.
4 I love my Shepherd's voice,
His watchful eyes shall keep
My wand'ring soul among
The thousands of His sheep:
He feeds His flock, He calls their names,
His bosom bears the tender lambs.
5 Jesus, my great High Priest,
Offered his blood, and died;
My guilty conscience seeks
No sacrifice beside:
His powerful blood did once atone,
And now it pleads before the throne.
6 My Advocate appears
For my defense on high,
The Father bows His ear,
And lays His anger by.
Not all that hell or sin can say
Shall turn His heart, His love away.
7 Should all the hosts of death,
And pow'rs of hell unknown
Put their most dreadful forms
Of rage and mischief on;
I shall be safe, for Christ displays
Superior pow'r and guardian grace.
Languages: English Tune Title: ST. PETER'S MANCHESTER
Join All the Glorious Names
Near the Cross Was Mary Weeping
Author: H. Mills, 1786-1867 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #294 (1996) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Passion of Christ 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 Suff'rer 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 pow'r displayed;
By His stripes He wrought our healing;
By His death, our life revealing,
He for us the ransom paid.
4 Jesus, my 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. Languages: English
Near the Cross Was Mary Weeping
Not All the Blood of Beasts
Author: I. Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #305 (1996) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Not all the blood of beasts
On Jewish altars slain
Could give the guilty conscience peace
Or wash away the stain.
2 But Christ, the heav'nly Lamb,
Takes all our sins away;
A sacrifice of nobler name
And richer blood than they.
3 My faith would lay her hand
On that dear head of Thine
While like a penitent I stand
And there confess my sin.
4 My soul looks back to see
The burden Thou didst bear
When hanging on the cursed tree
And knows her guilt was there.
5 Believing, we rejoice
To see the curse remove;
We bless the Lamb with cheerful voice
And sing His bleeding love.
Languages: English
Not All the Blood of Beasts
I Know Thee, Savior
Author: C. Wesley, 1707-88 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #307 (1996) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: I know Thee, Savior! God Thou art Lyrics: 1 I know Thee Savior! God Thou art,
Jesus, the feeble sinner's Friennd;
Lord, do not now from me depart,
But stay, and love me to the end.
The mercies never shall revmoe;
Thy nature and Thy name is Love.
2 'Tis Love! 'Tis Love! Thou diedst for me,
By grace Thou livest in my heart;
The morning breaks, the shadows flee,
Pure universal love Thou art.
To me, to all, Thy mercies move,
Thy nature and Thy name is Love. Languages: English
I Know Thee, Savior
There is a fountain filled with blood
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #200 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins,
And sinners, plunged neath that flood,
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its power,
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved to sin no more.
4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme,
And shall be, till I die.
5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy power to save,
When this poor lisping, stammering tongue
Lies silent in the grave.
Languages: English
There is a fountain filled with blood
Glory be to Jesus
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #208 (1918) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Glory be to Jesus,
Who, in bitter pains,
Poured for me the lifeblood
From His sacred veins!
2 Grace and life eternal
In that blood I find;
Blest be His compassion,
Infinitely kind!
3 Blest through endless ages
Be the precious stream
Which from endless torments
Did the world redeem!
4 Abel’s blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies;
But the blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries!
5 Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Angel hosts rejoicing
Make their glad reply.
6 Lift we then our voices,
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still, and louder,
Praise the precious blood! Languages: English
Glory be to Jesus
Come to Calvary's holy mountain
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #212 (1918) Meter: 8.8.7.7.7 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain,
Sinners, ruined by the fall;
Here a pure and healing fountain
Flows to you, to me, to all;
In a full perpetual tide,
Opened when our Savior died.
2 Come in poverty and meanness,
Come defiled, without, within;
From infection and uncleanness,
From the leprosy of sin,
Wash your robes and make them white;
Ye shall walk with God in light.
3 Come in sorrow and contrition,
Wounded, impotent, and blind;
Here the guilty free remission,
Here the troubled peace, may find:
Health this fountain will restore;
He that drinks shall thirst no more.
4 He that drinks shall live forever;
'Tis a soul-renewing flood:
God is faithful; God will never
Break His covenant of blood,
Signed when our Redeemer died,
Sealed when He was glorified. Languages: English
Come to Calvary's holy mountain
Alas! and did my Savior bleed
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #214 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Sov'reign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For such a worm as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown,
And love beyond degree!
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,
When God, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear Cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes in tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do. Languages: English
Alas! and did my Savior bleed
Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #217 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save,
Didst rest and slumber in the grave,
Now grant us all in Thee to rest,
And here to live as seems Thee best.
2 Give us the strength, the dauntless faith,
That Thou hast purchased with Thy death,
And lead us to that glorious place,
Where we shall see the Father's face.
3 O Lamb of God, who once wast slain,
We thank Thee for that bitter pain.
Let us share in Thy death, that we
May enter into life with Thee. Languages: English
Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save
Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed
Author: I. Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #282 (1996) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Sovereign die?
Would He devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?
2 Thy body slain, sweet Jesus, Thine,
And bathed in its own blood,
While all exposed to wrath divine,
The glorious Suff'rer stood!
3 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown,
And love beyond degree!
4 Well might the sun in darkness hide
And shut his glories in
When God, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature's sin.
5 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt mine eyes in tears.
6 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Dear Lord, renew my faith today
And teach me what to do.
Languages: English
Alas! And Did My Savior Bleed
Glory Be to Jesus
Author: E. Caswall, 1814-78 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #283 (1996) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: Glory be to Jesus, Who in bitter pains Lyrics: 1 Glory be to Jesus,
Who in bitter pains
Poured for me the life-blood
From His sacred veins!
2 Grace and life eternal
In that blood I find;
Blest be His compassion,
Infinitely kind!
3 Blest through endless ages
Be the precious stream
Which from endless torments
Did the world redeem.
4 Abel's blood for vengeance
Pleaded to the skies;
But the blood of Jesus
For our pardon cries.
5 Oft as earth exulting
Wafts its praise on high,
Angel hosts rejoicing
Make their glad reply.
6 Lift we, then, our voices,
Swell the mighty flood;
Louder still and louder
Praise the precious blood!
Scripture: Hebrews 9:11-12 Languages: English Tune Title: WEM IN LEIDENSTAGEN
Glory Be to Jesus
Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing
Author: W. Shirley, 1725-86 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #300 (1996) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross we spend.
Life and health and peace possessing
From the sinner's dying Friend.
2 Here we rest in wonder, viewing
All our sins on Jesus laid;
Here we see redemption flowing
From the sacrifice He made.
3 Here we find the dawn of heaven
While upon the cross we gaze,
See our trespasses forgiven,
And our songs of triumph raise.
4 Oh, that, near the cross abiding,
We may to the Savior cleave,
Naught with Him our hearts dividing,
All for Him content to leave!
5 Lord, in loving contemplation
Fix our hearts and eyes on Thee
Till we taste Thy full salvation
And Thine unveiled glory see.
Languages: English Tune Title: BROCKLESBURY
Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing
There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood
Author: W. Cowper, 1731-1800 Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymnary #301 (1996) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood
Drawn from Immanuel's veins,
And sinners plunged beneath that flood
Lose all their guilty stains.
2 The dying thief rejoiced to see
That fountain in his day;
And there have I, as vile as he,
Washed all my sins away.
3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood
Shall never lose its pow'r
Till all the ransomed Church of God
Be saved to sin no more.
4 E'er since by faith I saw the stream
Thy flowing wounds supply,
Redeeming love has been my theme
And shall be till I die.
5 When this poor lisping, stamm'ring tongue
Lies silent in the grave,
Then in a nobler, sweeter song
I'll sing Thy pow'r to save.
Languages: English Tune Title: HORSLEY
There Is a Fountain Filled with Blood
O Jesus, We Adore Thee
Author: Rev. Arthur T. Russell Hymnal: The New Christian Hymnal #422 (1929) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Choral Section Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1. O Jesus, we adore Thee,
Upon the cross, our King!
We bow our hearts before Thee,
Thy gracious Name we sing.
That Name hath brought salvation,
That Name in life our stay,
Our peace, our consolation,
When life shall fade away.
2. Yet doth the world disdain Thee,
Still passing by the cross:
Lord, may our hearts retain Thee;
All else we count but loss.
Ah, Lord, our sins arraigned Thee,
And nailed Thee to the tree;
Our pride, O Lord, disdained Thee;
Yet deign our hope to be.
3. O glorious King, we bless Thee,
No longer pass Thee by;
O Jesus, we confess Thee
The Son enthroned on high.
Lord, grant to us remission;
Life through Thy death restore;
Yea, grant us the fruition
Of life forevermore. Languages: English Tune Title: MEIRIONYDD
O Jesus, We Adore Thee
And why, dear Saviour, tell me why
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #X (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 And why, dear Saviour, tell me why,
Thou thus would'st suffer, bleed and die?
What mighty Motives could thee move?
The Motive's plain, 'twas all for Love.
2 For Love of whom? Of Sinners base,
A harden'd Herd, a Rebel Race;
That mock'd and trampled on thy Blood,
And wantom'd with the wounds of God
3 When Rocks and Mountains rent with Dread,
And gaping Graves gave up their Dead;
When the fair Sun withdrew his Light,
And hid his Head to shun the Sight.
4 Then stood the Wretch of human Race,
And rais'd his Head and shew'd his Face,
Gaz'd unconcern'd, when Nature fail'd;
And scoff'd, and sneer'd, and curs'd and rail'd.
5 Harder than Rocks and Mountains are,
More dull than dirt and Earth by far,
Man view'd unmov'd thy Blood's rich Stream,
Nor ever dream'd it flow'd for him.
6 Such was that Race of sinful Men,
That gain'd that great Salvation then;
Such and such only still we see;
Such they were all, and such are we.
7 The Jews with Thorns his Temples crown'd,
And lash'd him when his Hands were bound;
But Thorns, and knotted Whips, and Bands,
By us were furnish'd to their Hands.
8 They nail'd him to th' accursed Tree;
They did, my Brethren, so did we;
The Soldier pierc'd his Sid, 'tis true,
But we have pierc'd him through and through.
9 Oh Love of unexampled Kind!
That leaves all Thought so far behind,
Where Length, and Breadth, & Depth, and Height;
Are lost to my astonish'd Sight.
10 For Love of me the Son of God
Drain'd ev'ry Drop of vital Blood;
Long Time I after Idols ran,
But now my God's a martyr'd Man.
Languages: English
And why, dear Saviour, tell me why
And why, dear Sav'our, tell me why
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #X (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ Languages: English
And why, dear Sav'our, tell me why
Gethesemane, thou dolesome Place
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #LXXXII (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Gethsemane, thou dolesome Place
Near Cedron's Brook to which the Lamb,
Who love'd to be in loneliness
Where out of boundless Love to me,
He wrestled in an Agony.
2 There, quite oe'rwhelm'd with Grief, he said,
"My Soul is sorrowful to Death"
And suff'ring freely in my Stead,
He drank the bitter Cup of Wrath;
Now on his Knees, then on his Face,
He weeps, and sweats, and bleeds and prays.
3 So lov'd me the Eternal God,
That he became the Son of Man,
And took my Sins' prodigious Load.
My Soul admire his gracious Plan!
Thy Stripes, thy Guilt and curse he bore;
Believe and thankfully adore. Languages: English
Gethesemane, thou dolesome Place
Gethesemane, thou dolesome Place
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #LXXXII (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ Languages: English
Gethesemane, thou dolesome Place
He dies! the Friend of Sinners, dies!
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CII (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ Languages: English
He dies! the Friend of Sinners, dies!
Jesus drinks the bitter Cup
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CXXXIV (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ Languages: English
Jesus drinks the bitter Cup
Now from the Garden to the Cross
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CXCVII (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ Languages: English
Now from the Garden to the Cross
Agnus Dei
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCXXI (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: O Lamb of God, our Savior Lyrics: 1 O Lamb of God our Saviour!
Kill'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
Have Mercy upon us, O Jesu! O Jesu!
2 O Lamb of God our Saviour,
Kill'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
Acknowledge thou us, O Jesu! O Jesu!
3 O Lamb of God, our Saviour,
Kill'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
O grant us thy Peace, O Jesu! O Jesu!
Languages: English
Agnus Dei
It is finished
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCLXXV (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: "'Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said Lyrics: 1 "'Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said,
And meekly bow'd his dying Head,
Whilst we this Sentence scan,
Come, Sinners, and observe the Word.
Behold the conquests of the Lord,
Compleat for helpless Man.
2 Finish'd the Righteousness of Grace,
Finish'd for Sinners pard'ning Peace;
Their mighty Debt is paid:
Accusing Law cancell'd by Blood,
And Wrath of an offended God
In sweet Oblivion laid.
3 Who now shall urge a second Claim?
The Law no longer can condemn,
Faith a Release can shew;
Justice itself a Friend appears,
The Prison House a whisper hears,
"Loose him, and let him go."
4 O Unbelief, injurious Bar!
Source of tormenting, fruitless Fear,
Why dost thou yet reply?
Where'er thy loud Objections fall,
"'Tis finish'd" still may answer all,
And silence ev'ry Cry.
5 His Toil divinely finish'd stands,
But ah! the Praise his Work demands,
Careful may we attend!
Conclusion to our Souls be this,
Because Salvation finish'd is,
Our Thanks shall never End. Scripture: John 19:30 Languages: English
It is finished
It is finished
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCLXXV (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ First Line: "'Tis finish'd," the Redeemer said Scripture: John 19:30
It is finished
The Attraction of the Cross
Hymnal: The Christians Duty, exhibited, in a series of Hymns #CCCLI (1791) Topics: Passion of Christ First Line: Yonder--amazing Sight!--I see Lyrics: 1 Yonder--amazing Sight!--I see
Th' incarnate Son of God,
Expiring on the accursed Tree,
And welt'ring in his Blood.
2 Behold a purple Torrent run
Down from his Hands and Head:
The crimson Tide puts out the Sun;
His Groans awake the Dead.
3 The Trembling Earth, the darken'd Sky,
Proclaim the Truth aloud!
And with th' amaz'd Centurion cry,
"This is the Son of GOD."
4 So great, so vast a Sacrifice,
May well my Hope revive:
If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies,
The Sinner sure may live.
5 O that these Cords of Love Divine,
Might draw me, LORD, to Thee!
Thou hast my Heart, it shall be thine--
Thine it shall ever be!
Scripture: John 12:32 Languages: English
The Attraction of the Cross
The Attraction of the Cross
Hymnal: The Christian's Duty #CCCLI (1801) Topics: The Passion of Christ First Line: Yonder--amazing Sight!--I see Scripture: John 12:32 Languages: English
The Attraction of the Cross
Jesu, Source of my Salvation
Hymnal: Psalmodia Germanica #29 (1732) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: I. Jesu, Source of my Salvation,
Conquerour of Death and Hell!
Thou, my High Priest and Oblation,
Felt' the Pain which I shou'd feel:
By the Greatness of thy Torment
Thou hast purchas'd my Preferment:
Thousand, Thousand Thanks to thee,
Dearest Lord, for ever be.
II. O how basely wast Thou used,
Buffeted, and Spit upon?
Lash'd and torn, and sorely bruised,
Thou the glorious Father's Son?
But to set the worst of Wretches
Free from Hell and Satan's Clutches?
Thousand, Thousand Thanks to thee,
Dearest Lord, for ever be.
III. Thou, with more than Lamb-like Meekness,
Suffered'st Death upon the Cross:
O, That my Rebellious Sickness
Had not been the fatal Cause.
Thou wert curs'd for my Transgressing,
To restore me to thy Blessing.
Thousand, Thousand Thanks to thee,
Dearest Lord, for ever be.
IV. Lord, thy deep Humiliation
Pay'd for my Rebellious Pride;
And thy sacred Expiration
Puts my Fear of Death aside:
All thy Grief and shameful Bondage
Thou hast turn'd to my Advantage.
Thousand, Thousand Thanks to thee,
Dearest Lord, for ever be.
V. Lord I'll praise Thee now and ever
For thy more than Human Pain,
For thy agonizing Shiver,
For thy Wounds and bloody Stain,
For thy stooping to the Sentence
Of eternal Wrath and Vengeance:
For thy Love, my God and King,
Praises shall for ever ring. Languages: English Tune Title: [Jesu, Source of my Salvation]
Jesu, Source of my Salvation
O Lamb of God, our Saviour!
Hymnal: Psalmodia Germanica #31 (1732) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: I. O Lamb of God, our Saviour!
Kille'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
Have mercy upon us, O Jesu! O Jesu!
II. O Lamb of God, our Saviour!
Kille'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
Have Mercy upon us, O Jesu! O Jesu!
III. O Lamb of God, our Saviour!
Kille'd on the Tree of Sorrow!
Thy suff'ring meek Behaviour
Paid what thou didst not borrow.
Thy bearing our Transgression
Secur'd us from Damnation.
O grant us thy peace, O Jesu! O Jesu!
Languages: English Tune Title: [O Lamb of God, our Saviour]
O Lamb of God, our Saviour!
Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #198 (1918) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken,
That such sharp sentence should on Thee be spoken?
Of what great crime hast Thou to make confession,
Of what transgression?
2 They crown Thy head with thorns, they smite, they scourge Thee,
With cruel mockings to the cross they urge Thee,
They give Thee gall to drink, they still decry Thee,
They crucify Thee.
3 Whence come these sorrows, whence this mortal anguish?
It is my sins for which Thou, Lord, must languish;
Yea, all the wrath, the woe Thou dost inherit,
'Tis I do merit.
4 What strangest punishment is suffered yonder?
The Shepherd dies for sheep that love to wander,
The Master pays the debt His servants owe Him,
Who would not own Him.
5 The sinless Son of God must die in sadness;
The sinful child of man may live in gladness;
Man forfeited his life, and is acquitted--
God is committed.
6 There was no spot in me by sin untainted,
Sick with sin’s poison all my heart had fainted;
My heavy guilt to hell had well nigh brought me,
Such woe it wrought me.
7 O wondrous love, whose depth no heart hath sounded,
That brought Thee here by foes and thieves surrounded,
All worldly pleasures, heedless, I was trying
While Thou wert dying!
8 O mighty King, no time can dim Thy glory!
How shall I spread abroad Thy wondrous story?
How shall I find some worthy gifts to proffer?
What dare I offer?
9 For vainly doth our human wisdom ponder
Thy woes, Thy mercy still transcends our wonder.
O how should I do aught that could delight Thee!
Can I requite Thee?
10 Yet unrequited, Lord, I would not leave Thee;
I will renounce whate’er doth vex or grieve Thee,
And quench with thoughts of Thee and prayers most lowly
All fires unholy.
11 But since my own strength never will suffice me
To crucify desires that still entice me,
To all good deeds, O let Thy Spirit win me,
And reign within me!
12 I’ll think upon Thy mercy without ceasing,
That earth’s vain joys to me no more be pleasing;
To do Thy will shall be my sole endeavor
Henceforth forever.
13 Whate’er of earthly good this life may grant me
I’ll risk for Thee; no shame, no cross shall daunt me;
I shall not fear what man can do to harm me,
Nor death alarm me.
14 But, worthless is my sacrifice, I own it;
Yet, Lord, for love’s sake Thou wilt not disown it;
Thou wilt accept my gift in Thy great meekness,
Nor shame my weakness.
15 And when, dear Lord, before Thy throne in heaven,
To me the crown of joy at last is given,
Where sweetest hymns Thy saints forever raise Thee,
I too shall praise Thee.
Languages: English
Beloved Jesus, what law hast Thou broken
O Lamb of God most holy
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #203 (1918) Meter: 7.7.7.7.7.7.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 O Lamb of God most holy,
Upon the cursed tree slain;
E'er patient, meek and lowly,
Though heaped with hate and disdain,
All sins Thou borest for us,
Else had despair reigned o'er us,
Have mercy on us, O Jesus!
2 O Lamb of God, most holy,
Upon the cursed tree slain;
E'er patient, meek and lowly,
Though heaped with hate and disdain,
All sins Thou borest for us,
Else had despair reigned o'er us,
Have mercy on us, O Jesus!
3 O Lamb of God, most holy,
Upon the cursed tree slain;
E'er patient, meek and lowly,
Though heaped with hate and disdain,
All sins Thou borest for us,
Else had despair reigned o'er us,
Thy peace be with us, O Jesus! Languages: English
O Lamb of God most holy
See, world, thy Life assailèd
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #205 (1918) Meter: 7.7.6.7.7.8 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 See, world, thy Life assailèd,
On the accursed tree nailèd;
Thy Savior sinks in death!
The mighty Prince from heaven
Himself hath freely given
To shame, and blows, and cruel wrath!
2 Come hither now and ponder,
’Twill fill thy soul with wonder,
Blood streams from every pore.
Through grief whose depth none knoweth,
From His great heart there floweth
Sigh after sigh of anguish o’er!
3 Who is it that afflicts Thee?
My Savior, what dejects Thee
And causeth all Thy woe?
Sin Thou committedst never,
As we and our seed ever,
Of deeds of evil naught dost know.
4 I many times transgressing,
In number far surpassing
The sand upon the coast,
I thus the cause have given,
That Thou with grief art riven,
And with afflictions' scourging host.
5 I’ve done it, and deliver
Me hand and foot forever
Thou justly might’st to hell.
The mocking to Thee offered,
The scourging Thou hast suffered.
My soul it was deserved it well.
6 The load Thou takest on Thee,
That pressed so sorely on me,
Than stone more heavily.
A curse, Lord, Thou becamest,
Thus blessings for me claimest,
Thy pain must all my comfort be.
7 Not death itself Thou fearest,
As surety Thou appearest
For all my debts and me.
For me Thy brow is crownèd
With thorns, and Thou’rt disownèd
By men, and bear’st all patiently.
8 Into death’s jaws Thou springest,
Deliverance to me bringest
From such a monster dire.
My death away Thou takest,
Thy grave its grave Thou makest;
Of love, O unexampled fire!
9 I’m bound, my Savior, ever,
By ties most sacred never
Thy service to forsake;
With soul and body ever,
With all my powers t’endeavor,
In praise and service joy to take.
10 Not much can I be giving
In this poor life I’m living,
But one thing do I say:
Thy death and sorrows ever,
Till soul from body sever,
My heart remember shall for aye.
11 Before mine eyes I’ll place them,
And joyfully embrace them,
Wherever I may be,
They’ll be a glass revealing
Pure innocence, and sealing
Love and unfeigned sincerity.
12 Of sin how great the danger;
How it excites God’s anger;
How doth His vengeance burn;
How sternly He chastiseth;
How His wrath’s flood ariseth:--
Shall I from all Thy suff’rings learn.
13 From them shall I be learning,
How I may be adorning,
My heart with quietness,
And how I still should love them
Whose malice aye doth move them
To grieve me by their wickedness.
14 When tongues of bad men grieve me,
Of peace and name deprive me,
My restive heart I’ll still;
Their evil deeds enduring,
Of pardon free assuring
My neighbor for his every ill.
15 I’ll on the cross unite me
To Thee, what doth delight me
I’ll there renounce for aye.
Whate’er Thy Spirit’s grieving,
There I’ll for aye be leaving
As much as in my strength doth lay.
16 Thy groaning and Thy sighing,
Thy thousand tears and crying,
That once were heard from Thee.
They’ll lead me to Thy glory,
Where I shall joy before Thee,
And evermore at rest shall be! Languages: English
See, world, thy Life assailèd
Jesus, Refuge of the weary
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #210 (1918) Meter: 8.7.8.1 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Refuge of the weary,
Object of the spirit's love,
Fountain in life's desert dreary,
Savior from the world above;
O how oft Thine eyes offended,
Gazed upon the sinner's fall!
Yet upon the cross extended
Thou didst bear the pain of all.
2 Do we pass that cross unheeding,
Breathing no repentant vow,
Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding,
See Thy thorn-encircled brow?
Yet Thy sinless death hath brought us
Life eternal, peace and rest;
Only what Thy grace hath taught us
Calms the sinner's stormy breast.
3 Jesus, may our hearts be burning
With more fervent love for Thee;
May our eyes be ever turning
To Thy cross of agony;
Till in glory, parted never
From the blessed Savior's side,
Graven in our hearts forever,
Dwell the cross, the Crucified. Languages: English
Jesus, Refuge of the weary
Behold the Savior of mankind
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #211 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Behold the Savior of mankind
Nailed to the shameful tree!
How vast the love that Him inclined
To bleed and die for Thee!
2 Hark, how He groans! while nature shakes,
And earth's strong pillars bend!
The temple's veil in sunder breaks,
The solid marbles rend.
3 'Tis done; the precious ransom's paid;
"Receive my soul!" He cries:
See where He bows His sacred head!
He bows His head and dies.
4 But soon He'll break death's envious chain,
And in full glory shine.
O Lamb of God! was ever pain,
Was ever love, like Thine? Languages: English
Behold the Savior of mankind
Savior, when in dust to Thee
Hymnal: Evangelical Lutheran Hymn-book #213 (1918) Topics: Passion of Christ Lyrics: 1 Savior, when in dust to Thee
Low we bow th'adoring knee,
When, repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes,
O by all Thy pains and woe
Suffered once for man below,
Bending from Thy throne on high,
Hear our solemn litany!
2 By Thy helpless infant years,
By Thy life of want and tears,
By Thy days of sore distress
In the savage wilderness,
By the dread mysterious hour
Of th'insulting Tempter's power:
Turn, O turn a favoring eye,
Hear our solemn litany!
3 By Thine hour of dire despair,
By Thine agony of prayer,
By the cross, the nail, the thorn,
Piercing spear, and torturing scorn;
By the gloom that veiled the skies
O'er the dreadful sacrifice:
Listen to our humble cry,
Hear our solemn litany!
4 By Thy deep expiring groan;
By the sad sepulchral stone;
By the vault, whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God:
O from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty, reascended Lord,
Listen, listen to the cry
Hear our solemn litany!
Languages: English
Savior, when in dust to Thee
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