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Sweet the moments, rich in blessing

Author: W. Shirley Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103 (1920) Topics: Lent Holy Week Lyrics: 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the Cross I spend, Life, and health, and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I kneel in wonder, viewing Mercy poured in streams of blood; Precious drops, for pardon suing, Make and plead my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is the station, Low before His Cross to lie, While I see divine compassion Pleading in His dying eye. 4 Here I find my hope of heaven, While upon the Lamb I gaze; Loving much, and much forgiven, Let my heart o'erflow with praise. 5 Lord, in loving contemplation Fix my heart and eyes on Thee, Till I taste Thy full salvation, And Thine unveiled glories see. 6 For Thy sorrows I adore Thee, For the griefs that wrought our peace; Gracious Saviour, I implore Thee, In my heart Thy love increase. Languages: English Tune Title: BATTY
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At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103a (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 1
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At the cross her station keeping

Author: E. Caswall; R. Mant Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103b (1898) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 2
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At the cross her station keeping

Author: R. Mant; E. Caswall Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #103c (1898) Meter: 8.8.7 Topics: Holy Week Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping Stood the mournful mother weeping, Where He hung, the dying Lord; For her soul of joy bereavèd, Bowed with anguish deeply grievèd, Felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 Oh, how sad and sore distressèd, Now was she, that mother blessèd Of the sole-begotten One; Deep the woe of her affliction, When she saw the crucifixion Of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear mother gazing, Pierced by anguish so amazing, Born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear mother thinking, Such a cup of sorrow drinking, Would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For His people's sins chastisèd, She beheld her Son despisèd, Scourged and crowned with thorns entwined; Saw Him then from judgment taken, And in death by all forsaken, Till His spirit He resigned. 5 Jesu, may her deep devotion Stir in me the same emotion, Fount of love, Redeemer kind; That my heart fresh ardor gaining, And a purer love attaining, May with Thee acceptance find. Amen. Tune Title: STABAT MATER NO. 3

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 Scripture: Galatians 6:2 Languages: English Tune Title: SOLL 'S SEIN
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O come and mourn with me awhile

Author: F. W. Faber Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #104 (1920) Topics: Lent Holy Week Lyrics: 1 O come and mourn with me awhile; And tarry here the Cross beside, O come, together let us mourn; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 2 Have we no tears to shed for Him, While soldiers scoff and Jews deride? Ah! look how patiently He hangs; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 3 Seven times He spake, seven words of love; And all three hours His silence cried For mercy on the souls of men; Jesus, our Lord, is crucified. 4 O love of God! O sin of man! In this dread act your strength is tried; And victory remains with love; For Thou, our Lord, art crucified! Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CROSS
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Sweet the moments, rich in blessing

Author: W. Shirley Hymnal: The Church Hymnal #104 (1898) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Topics: Holy Week Languages: English Tune Title: BATTY
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At the cross her station keeping

Author: Jacopone Da Todi d. 1306; Edward Caswall, 1814-1878 Hymnal: Common Praise #104 (2000) Meter: 8.8.7 D Topics: Passiontide and Holy Week Lyrics: 1 At the cross her station keeping stood the mournful Mother weeping, where he hung, the dying Lord; for her soul, of joy bereavèd, bowed with anguish, deeply grievèd, felt the sharp and piercing sword. 2 O how sad and sore distressèd now was she, that Mother blessèd of the sole-begotten one! Deep the woe of her affliction, when she saw the crucifixion of her ever-glorious Son. 3 Who, on Christ's dear Mother gazing pierced by anguish so amazing, born of woman, would not weep? Who, on Christ's dear Mother thinking such a cup of sorrow drinking, would not share her sorrows deep? 4 For his people's sins chastisèd, she beheld her Son despisèd, scourged, and crowned with thorns entwined; saw him then from judgement taken, and in death by all forsaken, till his spirit he resigned. 5 O good Jesu, let me borrow something of thy Mother's sorrow, fount of love, Redeemer kind, that my heart fresh ardour gaining, and a purer love attaining, may with thee acceptance find. Scripture: Isaiah 53:1-2 Languages: English Tune Title: STABAT MATER
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Near the Cross Was Mary Weeping

Author: Jacobus de Benedictis Hymnal: The Hymnal and Order of Service #104 (1926) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7 Topics: Church Year Holy Week Lyrics: 1 Near the cross was Mary weeping, There her mournful station keeping, Gazing on her dying Son: There in speechless anguish groaning, Yearning, trembling, sighing, moaning, Thro' her soul the sword had gone. 2 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. 3 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. Amen. Scripture: John 19:25 Languages: English Tune Title: CIVITAS DEI

Christ triumphant

Author: Michael Saward, b. 1932 Hymnal: Complete Anglican Hymns Old and New #104 (2000) Meter: 8.5.8.5 with refrain Topics: Years A, B, and C Wednesday of Holy Week First Line: Christ triumphant, ever reigning Refrain First Line: Yours the glory and the crown Scripture: Isaiah 53 Languages: English Tune Title: GUITING POWER

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