JESU! all praise to Thee,

Our joy and endless rest!

Be Thou our guide while pilgrims here, Our crown amid the blest.

The Fifth Sunday in Lent,

OTHERWISE CALLED PASSION SUNDAY.

"Remember that I stood before Thee to speak good for them, and to turn away Thy wrath from them."

63. THE Royal Banners forward go,

The Cross shines forth in mystic glow;
Where He in flesh, our flesh Who made,
Our sentence bore, our ransom paid.

Where deep for us the spear was dyed,
Life's torrent rushing from His side,
To wash us in that precious flood
Where mingled Water flowed and Blood.

Fulfilled is all that David told

In true Prophetic song of old;

Amidst the nations GOD, saith he,

Hath reign'd and triumphed from the Tree.

O Tree of beauty, Tree of light!
O Tree with royal purple dight!

Elect on whose triumphal breast

Those holy limbs should find their rest:

On whose dear arms, so widely flung,
The weight of this world's ransom hung;
The price of human kind to pay,
And spoil the Spoiler of his prey.

To Thee, Eternal Three in One,
Let homage meet by all be done :
Whom by the Cross Thou dost restore
Preserve and govern evermore!

"And Abraham took the wood of the burnt-offering, and laid it upon Isaac his son."

"And they took JESUS, and led Him away.

And He, bearing His cross, went forth into a place called the place of a skull, which is called in the Hebrew Golgotha, where they crucified Him."

46. HIS trial o'er and now beneath

His own Cross faintly bending,
JESUS, true Isaac, to His death
Is wearily ascending.

And now, His hands and feet pierced through,
Upon the Cross they raise Him,
Where even now, in distant view,

The eye of faith surveys Him.

O wondrous love, which GOD, most high,
Toward man was pleased to cherish!
His sinless SON He gave to die,
That sinners might not perish.

Our sin's pollution to remove,
His Blood was asked and given,
So mighty was the SAVIOUR'S love,
So vast the wrath of heaven.

Yes! 'tis the Cross that breaks the rod
And chain of condemnation,

And makes a league 'twixt man and Gon,
For our entire salvation.

O praise the FATHER, praise the SON,
The LAMB for sinners given,

And HOLY GHOST, through Whom alone
Our hearts are raised to heaven.

"It is finished."

65. See the destined day arise;

See, a willing sacrifice,

JESUS, to redeem our loss,

Hangs upon the shameful Cross.

JESU! who but Thou had borne,
Lifted on that tree of scorn,
Every pang and bitter throe,
Finishing Thy life of woe?

Who but Thou had dared to drain,
Steeped in gall, the Cup of pain;
And with tender body bear

Thorns, and Nails, and piercing Spear?

Thence the cleansing Water flowed,
Mingled from Thy Side with Blood;
Sign to all attesting eyes
Of the finish'd Sacrifice.

Holy JESU! grant us grace
In that Sacrifice to place

All our trust for life renew'd,

Pardoned sin, and promised good.

When this hymn is sung on Good Friday the following words may be introduced between each verse.

"Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto My sorrow."