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Mighty God, ascended LORD,
To Thy Throne in Heaven restored,
Prince and SAVIOUR, hear the cry,
Of our solemn litany!
“One of the soldiers with a spear pierced His side, and forthwith came thereout blood and water." 59. Rock of Ages !' cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee;
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy wounded side which flow'd,
Be of sin the double cure ;
Save from wrath, and make me pure.
Merit I have none to bring,
Only to Thy Cross I cling :
Should my tears for ever flow,
Should my zeal no languor know,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.
While I draw this fleeting breath,
When mine eyelids close in death,
When I rise to worlds unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment throne,
Rock of Ages! cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee.
“Enter not into judgment with Thy servant, O LORD; for in Thy sight shall no man living be justified.” 60. O LORD! turn not Thy face away
From us who lie prostrate,
Lamenting sore our sinful life,
Before Thy mercy's gate ;
Which Thou dost open wide to those
That do lament their sin :
O shut it not against us, LORD!
But let us enter in.
Call us not to a strict account,
How we have lived here;
For then we know right well, O LORD!
Most vile we shall appear.
O LORD, we need not to repeat
What now we beg and crave;
For Thou dost know before we ask
The thing that we would have.
Mercy, good LORD, mercy we ask,
This is the total sum,
For mercy, LORD, is all our suit,
O let Thy mercy come!
“God forbid that I should glory save in the Cross of our LORD JESUS CHRIST, by Whom the world is crucified unto me, and I unto the world." 61. WHEN I survey the wondrous Cross,
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Forbid it, LORD, that I should boast,
Save in the death of CHRIST my God!
All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to His Blood.
See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingling down!
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown ?
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.
“He gave up the ghost.” 62. O'ERWHELMED in depths of woe,
Upon the tree of scorn,
Hangs the Redeemer of mankind,
With racking anguish torn.
See ! how the nails those hands
And feet so tender rend;
See! down His face, and neck, and breast
His sacred Blood descend.
Hark! with what awful cry
His Spirit takes its flight;
That cry, it pierced His mother's heart,
And whelmed her soul in night.
Earth hears, and to its base
Rocks wildly to and fro;
Tombs burst, seas, rivers, mountains quake;
The veil is rent in two.
The sun withdraws his light;
The mid-day heavens grow pale;
The moon, the stars, the universe,
Their Maker's death bewail.
Shall man alone be mute ?
Come, youth and hoary hairs !
Come, rich and poor! come, all mankind,
And bathe those feet in tears.
Come! fall before His Cross,
Who shed for us His Blood;
Who died the Victim of pure love,
To make us sons of GOD.
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, bear. ing His Cross, went forth into a place called the place of a skull, which is called in the Hebrew Golgotha, where they crucified Him." 64. 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 God,
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.'