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Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle
Author: Venantius Fortunatus, 530-609; Percy Dearmer, 1867-1936 Hymnal: Common Praise #121 (2000) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year C Lyrics: 1 Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle,
sing the ending of the fray,
o'er the cross, the victor's trophy,
sound the loud triumphant lay:
tell how Christ, the world's Redeemer,
as a victim won the day.
2 God in pity saw man fallen,
shamed and sunk in misery,
when he fell on death by tasting
fruit of the forbidden tree:
then another tree was chosen
which the world from death should free.
3 Therefore when the appointed fullness
of the holy time was come,
he was sent who maketh all things
forth from God's eternal home:
thus he came to earth, incarnate,
offspring of a maiden's womb.
4 Thirty years among us dwelling,
now at length his hour fulfilled,
born for this, he meets his Passion,
for that this he freely willed,
on the cross the Lamb is lifted,
where his life-blood shall be spilled.
5 To the Trinity be glory,
to the Father and the Son,
with the co-eternal Spirit,
ever Three and ever One,
one in love and one in splendour,
while unending ages run. Amen.
Scripture: John 1:14 Languages: English; Latin Tune Title: PANGE LINGUA
Sing, my tongue, the glorious battle
All ye who seek for sure relief
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Common Praise #101 (2000) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent II Year C; Proper 9 Year A; Proper 26 Year C Lyrics: 1 All ye who seek for sure relief
in trouble and distress,
whatever sorrow vex the mind,
or guilt the soul oppress;
2 Jesus, who gave himself for you
upon the cross to die,
opens to you his sacred heart:
O to that heart draw nigh.
3 Ye hear how kindly he invites;
ye hear his words so blest:
'All ye that labour come to me,
and I will give you rest.'
4 O Jesus, joy of saints on high,
thou hope of sinners here,
attracted by those loving words
to thee we lift our prayer.
5 Wash thou our wounds in that dear blood
which from thy heart doth flow;
a new and contrite heart on all
who cry to thee bestow. Scripture: 1 Peter 2:24 Languages: English Tune Title: ST BERNARD
All ye who seek for sure relief
And didst thou travel light, dear Lord
Author: Geoffrey Dearmer, 1893-1996 Hymnal: Common Praise #103 (2000) Meter: 8.6.8.6 D Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year A; Palm Sunday Year C Scripture: Galatians 6:2 Languages: English Tune Title: SOLL 'S SEIN
And didst thou travel light, dear Lord
Beneath the cross of Jesus
Author: Elizabeth Clephane, 1830-1869 Hymnal: Common Praise #105 (2000) Meter: 7.6.8.6.8.6.8.6 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year C; Proper 9 Year C; Proper 11 Year A Lyrics: 1 Beneath the cross of Jesus
I fain would take my stand,
the shadow of a mighty rock
within a weary land;
a home within the wilderness,
a rest upon the way,
from the burning of the noontide heat
and the burden of the day.
2 Upon that cross of Jesus
mine eye at times can see
the very dying form of one
who suffered there for me;
and from my smitten heart, with tears,
two wonders I confess:
the wonders of redeeming love,
and my own worthlessness.
3 I take, O cross, thy shadow
for my abiding place;
I ask no other sunshine than
the sunshine of his face;
content to let the world go by,
to know no gain nor loss;
my sinful self my only shame,
my glory all, the cross. Scripture: Galatians 6:14 Languages: English Tune Title: ST CHRISTOPHER
Beneath the cross of Jesus
Glory be to Jesus
Author: Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Common Praise #108 (2000) Meter: 6.5.6.5 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year A 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 it is sprinkled
on our guilty hearts,
Satan in confusion
terror-struck departs.
6 Oft as earth exulting
wafts its praise on high,
angel-hosts rejoicing
make their glad reply.
7 Lift ye then your voices;
swell the mighty flood;
louder still and louder
praise the precious blood. Scripture: 1 Peter 1:12 Languages: English Tune Title: CASWALL
Glory be to Jesus
It is a thing most wonderful
Author: W. Walsham How, 1823-1897 Hymnal: Common Praise #109 (2000) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent IV Year B; Palm Sunday Year B; Proper 24 Year B Lyrics: 1 It is a thing most wonderful,
almost too wonderful to be,
that God's own Son should come from heaven,
and die to save a child like me.
2 And yet I know that it is true:
he chose a poor and humble lot,
and wept and toiled and mourned and died
for love of those who loved him not.
3 I cannot tell how he could love
a child so weak and full of sin;
his love must be most wonderful,
if he could die my love to win.
4 I sometimes think about the cross,
and shut my eyes, and try to see
the cruel nails and crown of thorns,
and Jesus crucified for me.
5 But even could I see him die,
I could but see a little part
of that great love which, like a fire,
is always burning in his heart.
6 It is most wonderful to know
his love for me so free and sure;
but 'tis more wonderful to see
my love for him so faint and poor.
7 And yet I want to love thee, Lord;
O light the flame within my heart,
and I will love thee more and more,
until I see thee as thou art. Scripture: 1 John 3:2 Languages: English Tune Title: HERONGATE
It is a thing most wonderful
My song is love unknown
Author: Samuel Crossman, 1624-1683 Hymnal: Common Praise #112 (2000) Meter: 6.6.6.6.4.4.4.4 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year B; Palm Sunday Year A; Palm Sunday Year C; Good Friday; Proper 8 Year C Lyrics: 1 My song is love unknown,
my Saviour’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 made 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 Sometimes they strew his way,
and his sweet praises sing;
resounding all the day
hosannas to their King.
Then 'Crucify!'
is all their breath,
and for His death
they thirst and cry.
4 Why, what hath my Lord done?
What makes this rage and spite?
He made the lame to run,
he gave the blind their sight.
Sweet injuries!
yet they at these
themselves displease,
and 'gainst him rise.
5 They rise, and needs will have
my dear Lord made away;
a murderer they save,
the Prince of Life they slay.
Yet cheerful he
to suffering goes,
that he his foes
from thence might free.
6 In life, no house, no home
my Lord on earth might have;
in death, no friendly tomb
but what a stranger gave.
What may I say?
Heaven was his home;
but mine the tomb
wherein he lay.
7 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. Scripture: Acts 3:15 Languages: English Tune Title: LOVE UNKNOWN
My song is love unknown
O sacred head, sore wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676; Robert Bridges, 1844-1930 Hymnal: Common Praise #119 (2000) Meter: 7.6.7.6.7.6.7.6 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year A Lyrics: 1 O sacred head, sore wounded,
defiled and put to scorn;
O kingly head, surrounded
with mocking crown of thorn:
what sorrow mars thy grandeur?
Can death thy bloom deflower?
O countenance whose splendour
the hosts of heaven adore.
2 Thy beauty, long desirèd,
hath vanished from our sight;
thy power is all expirèd,
and quenched the Light of light.
Ah me! for whom thou diest,
hide not so far thy grace:
show me, O Love most highest,
the brightness of thy face.
3 I pray thee, Jesus, own me,
me, Shepherd good, for thine;
who to thy fold hast won me,
and fed with truth divine.
Me guilty, me refuse not,
incline thy face to me,
this comfort that I lose not,
on earth to comfort thee.
4 In thy most bitter passion
my heart to share doth cry,
with thee for my salvation
upon the cross to die.
Ah, keep my heart thus movèd
to stand thy cross beneath,
to mourn thee, well-belovèd,
yet thank thee for thy death.
5 My days are few, O fail not,
with thine immortal power,
to hold me that I quail not
in death's most fearful hour:
that I may fight befriended,
and see in my last strife
to me thine arms extended
upon the cross of life. Scripture: Isaiah 53:3 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE
O sacred head, sore wounded
There is a green hill far away
Author: Cecil Frances Alexander, 1818-1895 Hymnal: Common Praise #123 (2000) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year B; Palm Sunday Year A; Good Friday; Proper 24 Year B Lyrics: 1 There is a green hill far away,
without a city wall,
where the dear Lord was crucified,
who died to save us all.
2 We may not know, we cannot tell,
what pains he had to bear,
but we believe it was for us
he hung and suffered there.
3 He died that we might be forgiven,
he died to make us good,
that we might go at last to heaven,
saved by his precious blood.
4 There was no other good enough
to pay the price of sin;
he only could unlock the gate
of heaven, and let us in.
5 O dearly, dearly has he loved,
and we must love him too,
and trust in his redeeming blood,
and try his works to do. Scripture: 1 John 4:19 Languages: English Tune Title: HORSLEY
There is a green hill far away
We sing the praise of him who died
Author: Thomas Kelly, 1769-1855 Hymnal: Common Praise #125 (2000) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week; Lent V Year B Lyrics: 1 We sing the praise of him who died,
of him who died upon the cross;
the sinner's hope let men deride,
for this we count the world but loss.
2 Inscribed upon the cross we see
in shining letters, 'God is love';
he bears our sins upon the tree;
he brings us mercy from above.
3 The cross! It takes our guilt away:
it holds the fainting spirit up;
it cheers with hope the gloomy day,
and sweetens every bitter cup.
4 It makes the coward spirit brave,
and nerves the feeble arm for fight;
it takes its terror from the grave,
and gilds the bed of death with light:
5 The balm of life, the cure of woe,
the measure and the pledge of love,
the sinner's refuge here below,
the angels' theme in heaven above. Scripture: 1 John 4:8 Languages: English Tune Title: BOW BRICKHILL
We sing the praise of him who died
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