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Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended

Author: Robert Bridges; Johann Heermann Hymnal: The Hymnal #155b (1916) Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, That man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted. Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee. 'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee: I crucified thee. Lo, the good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; For man's atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation; Thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, For my salvation. Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee, I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, Think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, Not my deserving. Amen. Tune Title: ECCE JAM NOCTIS

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended

Author: Johann Heermann, 1585-1647; Robert Seymour Bridges, 1844-1930 Hymnal: The Hymnal 1982 #158 (1985) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: 1. Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, that man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted. 2. Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee. 'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee: I crucified thee. 3. Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; the slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; for our atonement, while we nothing heeded, God interceded. 4. For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation, thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation; thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, for my salvation. 5. Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee, I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, think on thy pity and thy love unswerving, not my deserving. Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLIEBSTER JESU

Sing, My Tongue

Author: Venantius Honorius Fortunatus, 530-609 Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #220 (1995) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Holy Week First Line: Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle Scripture: 1 Corinthians 1:18-24 Languages: English Tune Title: FORTUNATUS NEW

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #224 (1995) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: 1 When I survey the wondrous cross, on which the Christ of glory died, My richest gain I count but loss, and pour contempt on all my pride. 2 Forbid it, then, that I should boast, save in the death of Christ, my God; All the vain things that charm me most I sacrifice them to Christ's blood. 3 From sacred head, from hands, and feet, sorrow and love flow mingled down! Did e'er such love and sorrow meet, or thorns compose so rich a crown? 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, that were a present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, demands my soul, my life, my all. Scripture: Philippians 3:7-8 Languages: English Tune Title: HAMBURG

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended

Author: Johann Heermann (1585-1647); Robert Bridges (1844-1930) Hymnal: Church Hymnary (4th ed.) #381 (2005) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Topics: Christian Year Holy Week Lyrics: 1 Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, that man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted. 2 Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee. 'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee: I crucified thee. 3 Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; the slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; for man's atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. 4 For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation, thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation; thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, for my salvation. 5 Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee, I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, think on thy mercy and thy love unswerving, not my deserving. Scripture: 1 Peter 2:21 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLIEBSTER JESU

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended

Author: Robert Bridges (1844-1930); Johann Heermann (1585-1647) Hymnal: Hymns of Glory, Songs of Praise #381 (2008) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Topics: Christian Year Holy Week Lyrics: 1 Ah, holy Jesus, how hast thou offended, that man to judge thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by thine own rejected, O most afflicted. 2 Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone thee. 'Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied thee: I crucified thee. 3 Lo, the Good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; the slave hath sinned, and the Son hath suffered; for man's atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. 4 For me, kind Jesus, was thy incarnation, thy mortal sorrow, and thy life's oblation; thy death of anguish and thy bitter passion, for my salvation. 5 Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay thee, I do adore thee, and will ever pray thee, think on thy mercy and thy love unswerving, not my deserving. Scripture: 1 Peter 2:21 Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLIEBSTER JESU

In His own raiment clad

Author: E. Monroe Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #106 (1920) Topics: Lent Holy Week Lyrics: I. THE QUESTION 1 In His own raiment clad, With His blood dyed; Women walk sorrowing By His side. 2 Heavy that cross to Him, Weary the weight; One who will help Him waits At the gate. 3 See! they are travelling On the same road; Simon is sharing with Him the load. 4 O whither wandering Bear they that tree? He who first carries it Who is He? II. THE ANSWER 5 Follow to Calvary; Tread where He trod, He who for ever was Son of God. 6 You who would love Him stand, Gaze at His face: Tarry a while on your Earthly race. 7 As the swift moments fly Through the blest week, Read the great story the Cross will teach. 8 Is there no beauty to You who pass by, In that lone figure which Marks that sky? III. THE STORY OF THE CROSS 9 On the Cross lifted Thy face we scan, Bearing that Cross for us, Son of Man. 10 Thorns form Thy diadem, Rough wood Thy throne; For us Thy blood is shed, Us alone. 11 No pillow under Thee To rest Thy head; Only the splintered Cross Is Thy bed. 12 Nails pierced Thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear; No voice is nigh to say Help is near. 13 Shadows of midnight fall, Though it is day: Thy friends and kinsfolk stand Far away. 14 Loud is Thy bitter cry; Sunk on Thy breast Hangeth Thy bleeding head Without rest. 15 Loud scoffs the dying thief, Who mocks at Thee: Can it, my Saviour, be All for me? 16 Gazing, afar from Thee, Silent and lone, Stand those few weepers Thou Callest Thine own 17 I see Thy title, Lord, Inscribed above; "Jesus of Nazareth," King of Love. 18 What, O my Saviour, Here didst Thou see, Which made Thee suffer and Die for me? IV. THE APPEAL 19 Child of My grief and pain, Watched by My love; I came to call Thee to Realms above. 20 I saw thee wandering Far off from Me: In love I seek for thee; Do not flee. 21 For thee My blood I shed, For thee alone; I came to purchase thee, For Mine own. 22 Weep thou not for My grief, Child of My love: Strive to be with Me in Heaven above. V. THE RESPONSE 23 O I will follow Thee, Star of my soul, Thro' the deep shades of life To the goal. 24 Yea, let Thy cross be borne Each day by me; Mind not how heavy, if But with Thee. 25 Lord, if Thou only wilt, Make us Thine own, Give no companion, save Thee alone. Languages: English Tune Title: CRUX

In His own raiment clad

Author: E. Monroe Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #106a (1898) Meter: 6.4.6.3 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: I. THE QUESTION 1 In His own raiment clad, With His blood dyed; Women walk sorrowing By His side. 2 [Heavy that cross to Him, Weary the weight; One who will help Him waits At the gate. 3 See! they are travelling On the same road; Simon is sharing with Him the load.] 4 Oh, whither wandering Bear they that tree? He that first carries it Who is He? II - THE ANSWER 5 Follow to Calvary; Tread where He trod, He Who forever was Son of God. 6 [You who would love Him stand Gaze at His face: Tarry awhile on your Earthly race. 7 As the swift moments fly Through the blest week, Read the great story the Cross will teach.] 8 Is there no beauty to You who pass by, In that lone figure which Marks that sky? III - THE STORY OF THE CROSS 9 On the cross lifted Thy face we scan, Bearing that cross for us, Son of Man. 10 Thorns form Thy diadem, Rough wood Thy throne; For us Thy blood is shed, Us alone. 11 No pillow under Thee To rest Thy head; Only the splintered cross Is Thy bed. 12 [Nails pierced Thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear; No voice is nigh to say Help is near. 13 Shadows of midnight fall, Though it is day: Thy friends and kinfolk stand Far away. 14 Loud is Thy bitter cry; Sunk on Thy breast Hangeth Thy bleeding head Without rest. 15 Loud scoffs the dying thief, Who mocks at Thee: Can it, my Saviour, be All for me? 16 Gazing, afar from Thee, Silent and lone, Stand those few weepers Thou Callest Thine own. 17 I see Thy title, Lord, Inscribed above; "Jesus of Nazareth," King of Love.] 18 What, O my Saviour, Here didst Thou see, Which made Thee suffer and Die for me? IV - THE APPEAL FROM THE CROSS 19 [Child of My grief and pain, Watched by My love; I came to call thee to Realms above. 20 I saw thee wandering Far off from Me: In love I seek for thee; Do not flee. 21 For thee My blood I shed, For thee alone; I came to purchase thee, For Mine own. 22 Weep thou not for My grief, Child of My love; Strive to be with Me in Heaven above.] V - OUR CRY TO JESUS 23 Oh, I will follow Thee, Star of my soul, Through the deep shades of life To the goal. 24 Yea, let Thy cross be borne Each day be me; Mind not how heavy, if But with Thee. 25 Lord, if Thou only wilt, Make us Thine own, Give no companion, save Thee alone. 26 Grant through each day of life To stand by Thee; With Thee, when morning breaks Ever to be. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: CRUX

In His own raiment clad

Author: E. Monroe Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #106b (1898) Meter: 6.4.6.3 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: I. THE QUESTION 1 In His own raiment clad, With His blood dyed; Women walk sorrowing By His side. 2 [Heavy that cross to Him, Weary the weight; One who will help Him waits At the gate. 3 See! they are travelling On the same road; Simon is sharing with Him the load.] 4 Oh, whither wandering Bear they that tree? He that first carries it Who is He? II - THE ANSWER 5 Follow to Calvary; Tread where He trod, He Who forever was Son of God. 6 [You who would love Him stand Gaze at His face: Tarry awhile on your Earthly race. 7 As the swift moments fly Through the blest week, Read the great story the Cross will teach.] 8 Is there no beauty to You who pass by, In that lone figure which Marks that sky? III - THE STORY OF THE CROSS 9 On the cross lifted Thy face we scan, Bearing that cross for us, Son of Man. 10 Thorns form Thy diadem, Rough wood Thy throne; For us Thy blood is shed, Us alone. 11 No pillow under Thee To rest Thy head; Only the splintered cross Is Thy bed. 12 [Nails pierced Thy hands and feet, Thy side the spear; No voice is nigh to say Help is near. 13 Shadows of midnight fall, Though it is day: Thy friends and kinfolk stand Far away. 14 Loud is Thy bitter cry; Sunk on Thy breast Hangeth Thy bleeding head Without rest. 15 Loud scoffs the dying thief, Who mocks at Thee: Can it, my Saviour, be All for me? 16 Gazing, afar from Thee, Silent and lone, Stand those few weepers Thou Callest Thine own. 17 I see Thy title, Lord, Inscribed above; "Jesus of Nazareth," King of Love.] 18 What, O my Saviour, Here didst Thou see, Which made Thee suffer and Die for me? IV - THE APPEAL FROM THE CROSS 19 [Child of My grief and pain, Watched by My love; I came to call thee to Realms above. 20 I saw thee wandering Far off from Me: In love I seek for thee; Do not flee. 21 For thee My blood I shed, For thee alone; I came to purchase thee, For Mine own. 22 Weep thou not for My grief, Child of My love; Strive to be with Me in Heaven above.] V - OUR CRY TO JESUS 23 Oh, I will follow Thee, Star of my soul, Through the deep shades of life To the goal. 24 Yea, let Thy cross be borne Each day be me; Mind not how heavy, if But with Thee. 25 Lord, if Thou only wilt, Make us Thine own, Give no companion, save Thee alone. 26 Grant through each day of life To stand by Thee; With Thee, when morning breaks Ever to be. Amen. Tune Title: CALVARY

Christ at Table There with Friends

Author: Anabel S. Miller Hymnal: The New Century Hymnal #227 (1995) Meter: 7.7.7.5.5 Topics: Holy Week Scripture: Mark 14:36 Languages: English Tune Title: MAUNDY THURSDAY