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Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion
Author: Richard E. Littledale Hymnal: Concordia #79 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus, by Thy passion,
To Thee I make my prayer;
Thou who in mercy smitest,
Have mercy, Lord, and spare.
2 O wash me in the fountain
That floweth from Thy side!
O clothe me in the raiment
Thy blood hath purified!
3 O hearken to my knocking,
And open wide the door,
That I may enter freely
And never leave Thee more!
4 O give that last, best blessing,
That even saints can know,
To follow in Thy footsteps
Wherever Thou dost go!
5 Not wisdom, might, or glory,
I ask to win above;
I ask for Thee, Thee only,
O Thou eternal Love! Languages: English Tune Title: O JESUS, FOR DIN PINE
Lord Jesus, by Thy Passion
Arise, My Soul, This Easter Morn
Author: Andreas Wexells Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #109 (1927) Meter: 8.8.9.9.8.4 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul, this Easter morn
With joy and praises heaven-born,
And hear good news from death's dark portals
To all distress'd and grieving mortals.
O blessed Easter morning show'r
On us thy pow'r.
2 Disarm'd and crush'd, forever fell
This morn the pow'r of death and hell,
For He who lay in death's grim prison
With might and glory is arisen.
O blessed Easter morning show'r
On us thy pow'r.
3 Come, souls, by sin and death dismay'd
With all that in the grave ye laid
To Him who rose on Easter morrow
And brings you balm for all your sorrow.
O blessed Easter morning show'r
On us thy pow'r.
4 My soul, why shouldst thou grieve and pine!
The peace and joy of heav'n are thine.
The Lord arose with might supernal,
And thou art heir to life eternal.
O blessed Easter morning show'r
On us thy pow'r.
5 Come, people of the Lord, employ
Your heart and soul in songs of joy,
Go forth to meet with praises ringing
The Lord who life for death is bringing.
O blessed Easter morning show'r
On us thy pow'r. Languages: English Tune Title: [Arise, my soul, this Easter morn]
Arise, My Soul, This Easter Morn
Arise, My Soul, This Easter Morn
Author: Andreas Wexells Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #109 (1928) Meter: 8.8.9.9.8.4 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Arise, my soul, this Easter morn
With joy and praises heaven-born,
And hear good news from death's dark portals
To all distress'd and grieving mortals.
O blessed Easter morning shower
On us thy power.
2 Disarmed and crushed forever fell
This morn the power of death and hell
For He who lay in death's grim prison
With might and glory is arisen.
O blessed Easter morning shower
On us thy power.
3 Come, souls, by sin and death dismayed
With all that in the grave ye laid
To Him who rose on Easter morrow
And brings you balm for all your sorrow.
O blessed Easter morning shower
On us thy power.
4 My soul, why shouldst thou grieve and pine!
The peace and joy of heaven are thine.
The Lord arose with might supernal,
And thou art heir to life eternal.
O blessed Easter morning shower
On us thy power.
5 Come, people of the Lord, employ
Your heart and soul in songs of joy,
Go forth to meet with praises ringing
The Lord who life for death is bringing.
O blessed Easter morning shower
On us thy power. Languages: English
Arise, My Soul, This Easter Morn
Easter Antiphon
Author: Edward Waldron Hymnal: Sing a New Song #98 (1981) Topics: Seasonal and General Lent, Passion and Easter First Line: Alleluia! The Lord is risen! Languages: English Tune Title: [Alleluia! The Lord is risen!]
Easter Antiphon
Easter Sunday Hymn
Author: U. McShine Hymnal: Sing a New Song #99 (1981) Topics: Seasonal and General Lent, Passion and Easter First Line: Give thanks to the Lord for he is good Refrain First Line: This day was made by the Lord Languages: English Tune Title: [Give thanks to the Lord for he is good]
Easter Sunday Hymn
Hymn for Easter
Author: Cynthia Allen Hymnal: Sing a New Song #100 (1981) Topics: Seasonal and General Lent, Passion and Easter First Line: The Son of God gave his life for men Refrain First Line: The Son of God is risen from the dead Languages: English Tune Title: [The Son of God gave his life for men]
Hymn for Easter
From The Graves Remove Dark Crosses
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #103 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 From the graves remove dark crosses,
Grow the lilies in their stead,
Blend the flower's with tender mosses,
Plant sweet roses in the bed.
Place, instead of signs of grief,
Angel wings in bright relief.
Palms instead of columns broken,
Words of hope that God has spoken.
2 Sudden darkness light succeeded
When for us He shed His blood,
Brighter light to us was deeded
When the Victor with us stood.
Now our praises rise on high
'Neath the Easter morning sky
Unto Christ, the resurrected,
Prov'd to be of God elected.
3 See the friends of Jesus grieving:
How they wring their hands in woe!
They, although in Him believing,
Saw Him yielding to the foe.
When released from death's sharp throes,
He, the Easter Sun, arose,
They beheld the tomb now broken,
Angels pointing to the token.
4 "Open tombs! The saints surrender!"
Jesus' voice in dusk of day
Sounds in accents strong, yet tender,
Shedding light upon our way,
He is calling, but not now
"Adam, sinner, where art thou?"
No, He says with gracious favor:
"Here am I, your risen Savior."
5 Here He is, the God-man risen,
Broken are the chains of death.
Opened is our gloomy prison,
And His word is life and breath;
Now a summer morning bright
Dawns on us to end our night;
And, their Easter anthems singing,
Souls their way to Him are winging. Languages: English Tune Title: [From the graves remove dark crosses]
From The Graves Remove Dark Crosses
From The Graves Remove Dark Crosses
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #103 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 From the graves remove dark crosses,
Grow the lilies in their stead,
Blend the flower's with tender mosses,
Plant sweet roses in the bed.
Place, instead of signs of grief,
Angel wings in bright relief.
Palms instead of columns broken,
Words of hope that God has spoken.
2 Sudden darkness light succeeded
When for us He shed His blood,
Brighter light to us was deeded
When the Victor with us stood.
Now our praises rise on high
'Neath the Easter morning sky
Unto Christ, the resurrected,
Proved to be of God elected.
3 See the friends of Jesus grieving:
How they wring their hands in woe!
They, although in Him believing,
Saw Him yielding to the foe.
When released from death's sharp throes,
He, the Easter Sun, arose,
They beheld the tomb now broken,
Angels pointing to the token.
4 "Open tombs! The saints surrender!"
Jesus' voice in dusk of day
Sounds in accents strong, yet tender,
Shedding light upon our way,
He is calling, but not now:
"Adam, sinner, where art thou?"
No, He says with gracious favor:
"Here am I, your risen Savior."
5 Here He is, the God-man risen,
Broken are the chains of death,
Opened is our gloomy prison,
And His word is life and breath;
Now a summer morning bright
Dawns on us to end our night;
And, their Easter anthems singing,
Souls their way to Him are winging. Languages: English
From The Graves Remove Dark Crosses
Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing
Author: J. Heermann; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #101 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing,
Jesus, in Thy wounds I find!
Every hour that I am feeling
Pains of body and of mind:
Should some evil thought rush in,
And provoke my soul to sin,
Tho'ts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning
Keep me in its first beginning.
2 Should some lust or sharp temptation
Prove too strong for flesh and blood,
Lo! I think upon Thy passion,
And the breach is soon made good:
Or should Satan press me hard,
Thinking I am off my guard,
Christ, I say, for me was wounded,
And the tempter flees confounded.
3 Yes, whate're may pain or grieve me,
Thy dear wounds can make me whole;
When my heart sinks, they revive me,
Life pours in upon my soul:
May Thy comfort render sweet
Every bitter cup I meet;
Thou who by Thy death and passion
Hast procured my soul's salvation.
4 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me,
Springing deep within my heart,
When the last dread hour shall try me,
I can feel no inward smart:
If I hide myself in Thee,
Not a foe can injure me;
He shall overcome who hideth
In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, what precious balm and healing]
Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing
Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing
Author: J. Heermann; Bernard of Clairvaux Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #101 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing,
Jesus, in Thy wounds I find!
Every hour that I am feeling
Pains of body and of mind:
Should some evil thought rush in,
And provoke my soul to sin,
Thoughts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning
Keep me in its first beginning.
2 Should some lust or sharp temptation
Prove too strong for flesh and blood,
Lo! I think upon Thy passion,
And the breach is soon made good:
Or should Satan press me hard,
Thinking I am off my guard,
Christ, I say, for me was wounded,
And the tempter flees confounded.
3 Yes, whate're may pain or grieve me,
Thy dear wounds can make me whole;
When my heart sinks, they revive me,
Life pours in upon my soul:
May Thy comfort render sweet
Every bitter cup I meet,
Thou who by Thy death and passion
Hast procured my soul's salvation.
4 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me,
Springing deep within my heart,
When the last dread hour shall try me
I can feel no inward smart:
If I hide myself in Thee,
Not a foe can injure me;
He shall overcome who hideth
In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Languages: English
Oh, What Precious Balm And Healing
Jesus Lives! The Broken Tomb
Author: D. G. Ristad; Johan Nordahl Brun, 1745-1816 Hymnal: Concordia #83 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Jesus lives! The broken tomb
Tells the resurrection story.
Joy has now dispelled the gloom;
Sealed His passion is with glory.
Lightning gleams, and mountains shiver,
He was dead, but lives forever.
2 I have won; the triumph's His!
Death is swallowed up in vict'ry!
Bound the Prince of Darkness is,
Free am I! O blessed myst'ry!
Mine is heaven fair and glorious,
Jesus won; I am victorious.
Languages: English Tune Title: SÖDE JESUS
Jesus Lives! The Broken Tomb
O Sacred Head, now Wounded
Author: Paul Gerhardt; J. W. Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153 Hymnal: Concordia #75 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown;
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss, till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.
2 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered
Was all for sinner's gain;
Mine, mine was the transgression,
But Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior!
’Tis I deserve Thy place;
Look on me with Thy favor,
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.
3 What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever;
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.
4 Be near when I am dying,
O show Thy cross to me;
And for my succor flying,
Come, Lord, and set me free.
These eyes, new faith receiving,
From Jesus shall not move,
For He who dies believing,
Dies safely through Thy love. Languages: English Tune Title: MIG HJERTELIG NU LÆNGES
O Sacred Head, now Wounded
Christ the Lord is Risen Again
Author: Miss C. Winkworth; M. Weisse Hymnal: Concordia #87 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Christ the Lord is risen again; Hallelujah!
Christ hath broken ev'ry chain; Hallelujah!
Hark, angelic voices cry, Hallelujah!
Singing evermore on high, Hallelujah!
2 He who bore all pain and loss, Hallelujah!
Comfortless upon the cross, Hallelujah!
Lives in glory now on high, Hallelujah!
Pleads for us and hears our cry; Hallelujah!
3 He who slumbered in the grave, Hallelujah!
Is exalted now to save; Hallelujah!
Now thro' Christendom it rings Hallelujah!
That the Lamb is King of kings. Hallelujah!
4 Now he bids us tell abroad, Hallelujah!
How the lost may be restored, Hallelujah!
How the penitent forgiven, Hallelujah!
How we, too, may enter heaven. Hallelujah!
Languages: English Tune Title: WORGAN
Christ the Lord is Risen Again
Christ Is Risen, Risen, Risen
Hymnal: Sing a New Song #97 (1981) Topics: Seasonal and General Lent, Passion and Easter Languages: English Tune Title: [Christ is risen, risen, risen]
Christ Is Risen, Risen, Risen
O Sacred Head, With Anguish
Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #106 (1927) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, with anguish
And sore distress weigh'd down!
O sacred Head, surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown!
O sacred Head, what honor,
What glory once was Thine!
Yet even now I greet Thee
And gladly call Thee mine.
2 What Thou, O Lord, hast suffer'd
I should myself have borne;
I verily am guilty
Of all Thy grief and scorn.
Behold, here stands a sinner
Who naught deserves but woe:
Do Thou, O my Redeemer,
On me Thy grace bestow.
3 Here will I stand beside Thee;
O Lord, disdain Thou not
To keep me in Thy presence
Till death shall be Thy lot.
When in Thy dying moments
Thy noble heart shall break,
Then shall may arms enfold Thee,
Though all Thy cross forsake.
4 My Shepherd and my Guardian,
Pray, know me as Thine own;
Thou, Fount of every blessing,
Great love to me hast shown,
Thy lips have often fed me
With milk and honey sweet;
Thy Spirit oft hath made me
To be with joy replete.
5 With all my heart I thank Thee,
O Jesus, dearest Friend,
That with Thy dying anguish
Thou all my woes wouldst end,
O keep me ever faithful,
Depending on Thy grace,
That I, in Thee departing,
May see Thee face to face. Languages: English Tune Title: [O sacred Head, with anguish]
O Sacred Head, With Anguish
Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #107 (1927) Meter: 8.8.8.8.7 Topics: Passion and Easter First Line: Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner! Lyrics: 1 Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner!
Though the world Thy name dishonor,
Fill'd with love my heart proposes
To adorn Thy cross with roses
And to offer praise to Thee.
2 Oh, what moved Thee so to love us
When enthron'd with God above us
That for us Thou all wouldst offer
And in deep compassion suffer
Even death, that we might live?
3 Love alone Thy heart was filling
When to die Thy soul was willing.
Rather givest Thou than takest;
Hence, O Savior, Thou forsakest
All, to suffer on the cross.
4 Ah, my heart in deep contrition
Feels its sad and lost condition.
Cold and barren like a mountain,
How can it repay the fountain
Of Thy love my Savior dear?
5 Yet I know that from Thy passion
Flows a stream of full salvation
Which can bid the mountain vanish,
Which can sin and coldness banish
And restore my heart to Thee.
6 Lord, with tears I pray Thee ever:
Lead into my heart that river
Which with grace unbounded cleanses
Heart and soul of all offences
And removes my guilt and shame.
7 Though all earthly things I cherish
Like the flowers may fade and perish,
Thou, I know, wilt stand beside me
And from death and judgement hide me,
Thou hast paid the wage of sin.
8 Yes, my heart believes the wonder
Of Thy cross, which ages ponder.
Shield me, Lord, when foes assail me,
Be my staff when life shall fail me;
Take me to Thy Paradise.
Languages: English Tune Title: [Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner]
Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner
Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #107 (1928) Meter: 8.8.8.8.7 Topics: Passion and Easter First Line: Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner! Lyrics: 1 Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner!
Though the world Thy name dishonor,
Filled with love my heart proposes
To adorn Thy cross with roses
And to offer praise to Thee.
2 Oh, what moved Thee so to love us
When enthroned with God above us
That for us Thou all wouldst offer
And in deep compassion suffer
Even death, that we might live?
3 Love alone Thy heart was filling
When to die Thy soul was willing.
Rather givest Thou than takest;
Hence, O Savior, Thou forsakest
All, to suffer on the cross.
4 Ah, my heart in deep contrition
Feels its sad and lost condition.
Cold and barren like a mountain,
How can it repay the fountain
Of Thy love, my Savior dear?
5 Yet I know that from thy passion
Flows a stream of full salvation
Which can bid the mountain vanish,
Which can sin and coldness banish
And restore my heart to Thee.
6 Lord, with tears I pray Thee ever:
Lead into my heart that river
Which with grace unbounded cleanses
Heart and soul of all offences,
And removes my guilt and shame.
7 Though all earthly things I cherish
Like the flowers may fade and perish,
Thou, I know, wilt stand beside me
And from death and judgement hide me
Thou hast paid the wage of sin.
8 Yes, my heart believes the wonder
Of Thy cross, which ages ponder,
Shield me, Lord, when foes assail me,
Be my staff when life shall fail me;
Take me to Thy Paradise.
Languages: English
Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner
Over Kedron Jesus Passeth
Author: Thomas Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #108 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Over Kedron Jesus passeth
To His passion for us all,
Ev'ry eye should now be weeping;
Tears of bitter grief let fall!
Round Him flock the cruel foes,
Place their shafts and bend their bows
Aiming at the Savior solely,
While the world forsakes Him wholly.
2 David once, with heart afflicted
Cross'd the Kedron's narrow brook,
While the darken'd clouds envied Him
And in anguish deep he shook;
But, O Jesus, darker now
Bend the clouds about Thy brow
As Thou nearest death's grim portals
For the sin and shame of mortals.
3 See how agonized He falleth
As the shadows round Him drop;
Thrice He to His Father calleth
Praying that the bitter cup
He from Him will take away;
Yet, in meekness He doth pray:
Not my will but Thine, O Father;
Then the angels round Him gather.
4 See Him falling down in anguish
In the dark and evil hour,
Agonies untold assail Him
And their darts upon Him shower.
All the garden flowers are wet
With the drops of bloody sweat
From His anguished frame distilling,
Man's redemption thus fulfilling.
5 But, O flowers, so sadly watered
By this pure and precious dew
In a blessed hour your blossoms
'Neath the olive-shadows grew!
Eden's garden did not bear
Aught that can with you compare,
For the blood, thus freely given
Makes my soul the heir of heaven. Languages: English Tune Title: [Over Kedron Jesus passeth]
Over Kedron Jesus Passeth
Over Kedron Jesus Passeth
Author: Thomas Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #108 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Over Kedron Jesus treadeth
To His passion for us all,
Every eye should now be weeping;
Tears of bitter grief let fall!
Round Him flock the cruel foes,
Place their shafts and bend their bows
Aiming at the Savior solely,
While the world forsakes Him wholly.
2 David once, with heart afflicted
Crossed the Kedron's narrow brook,
While the darkened clouds envied him
And in anguish deep he shook;
But, O Jesus, darker now
Bend the clouds about Thy brow
As Thou nearest death's grim portals
For the sin and shame of mortals.
3 See how agonized He falleth
As the shadows round Him drop;
Thrice He to His Father calleth
Praying that the bitter cup
He from Him will take away--
Yet, in meekness He doth pray:
Not my will but Thine, O Father;
Then the angels round Him gather.
4 See Him falling down in anguish
In the dark and evil hour,
Agonies untold assail Him
And their darts upon Him shower.
All the garden flowers are wet
With the drops of bloody sweat
From His anguished frame distilling,
Man's redemption thus fulfilling.
5 But, O flowers, so sadly watered
By this pure and precious dew
In a blessed hour your blossoms
'Neath the olive-shadows grew!
Eden's garden did not bear
Aught that can with you compare,
For the blood, thus freely given
Makes my soul the heir of heaven. Languages: English
Over Kedron Jesus Passeth
Like The Golden Sun Ascending
Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #115 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending,
Breaking through the gloom of night,
On the earth his glory spending
So the darkness takes to flight;
Thus my Jesus from the grave
And death's dismal, dreadful cave,
Rose triumphant Easter morning,
At the early purple dawning.
2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious!
Thanks to Thee O Lord of life!
Death hath now no power o'er us,
Thou hast conquer'd in the strife;
Thanks because Thou didst arise,
And hast open'd Paradise!
None can fully sing the glory
Of the resurrection story.
3 For my heart finds consolation,
And my fainting soul grows brave,
When I stand in contemplation,
At thy dark and dismal grave;
When I see where Thou didst sleep
In death's dungeon dark and deep,
Yet didst break all bands asunder,
Must I not rejoice and wonder?
4 Thou hast died for my transgression,
All my sins on Thee were laid;
Thou hast won for me salvation,
On the cross my debt was paid;
From the grave I shall arise,
And shall meet Thee in the skies;
Death itself is transitory,
I shall lift my head in glory.
5 Satan's arrows all lie broken,
Death and hell have met their doom;
Christ, Thy rising is the token:
Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb;
Thou hast buried all my woe,
And my cup doth overflow;
By Thy resurrection glorious
I shall wave my palms victorious.
6 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior,
And Thy Holy Spirit send,
That my walk and my behavior
May be pleasing to the end;
That I may not fall again
Into death's grim pit and pain
Whence by grace Thou hast receiv'd me,
And from which Thou hast relieved me.
Languages: English Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]
Like The Golden Sun Ascending
Like The Golden Sun Ascending
Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #115 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Like the golden sun ascending,
Breaking through the gloom of night,
On the earth his glory spending,
So the darkness takes to flight;
Thus my Jesus from the grave
And death's dismal, dreadful cave,
Rose triumphant Easter morning,
At the early purple dawning.
2 Thanks to Thee, O Christ victorious!
Thanks to Thee, O Lord of life!
Death hath now no power o'er us,
Thou hast conquered in the strife;
Thanks because Thou didst arise,
And hast opened Paradise!
None can fully sing the glory
Of the resurrection story.
3 For my heart finds consolation,
And my fainting soul grows brave,
When I stand in contemplation
At Thy dark and dismal grave;
When I see where Thou didst sleep
In death's dungeon dark and deep,
Yet didst break all bands asunder,
Must I not rejoice and wonder?
4 Thou hast died for my transgression,
All my sins on Thee were laid;
Thou hast won for me salvation,
On the cross my debt was paid;
From the grave I shall arise,
And shall meet Thee in the skies;
Death itself is transitory,
I shall lift my head in glory.
5 Satan's arrows all lie broken,
Death and hell have met their doom;
Christ, Thy rising is the token:
Thou hast triumphed o'er the tomb;
Thou hast buried all my woe,
And my cup doth overflow;
By Thy resurrection glorious
I shall wave my palms victorious.
6 Grant me grace, O blessed Savior,
And Thy Holy Spirit send,
That my walk and my behavior
May be pleasing to the end;
That I may not fall again
Into death's grim pit and pain,
Whence by grace Thou hast retrieved me
And from which Thou hast relieved me.
Languages: English Tune Title: [Like the golden sun ascending]
Like The Golden Sun Ascending
Christians, Who With Sorrow
Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #116 (1927) Meter: 6.6.5.6.6.5.3.4.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Christians, who with sorrow
On this Easter morrow
Watch the Savior’s tomb,
Banish all your sadness,
On this day of gladness
Joy must conquer gloom.
Christ this hour
With mighty pow'r
Crush'd the foe who would detain Him;
Nothing could restrain Him.
2 Rise, ye feeble-hearted,
Who have pin'd and smarted,
Vex'd by sin and dread,
He has broke the prison
And with might arisen,
Jesus, Who was dead.
And His bride
For whom He died
Now from sin and death He raises,
Hence, give Him your praises!
3 When thy sins aggrieve thee,
Jesus will receive thee,
All thy debt He paid.
We who were transgressors
Are now blest possessors
Of His grace and aid.
When in death
He gave His breath
To the cruel foe He yielded
That we should be shielded.
4 Earth! where are thy wonders!
Hell, where are thy thunders!
Death, where is thy sting!
Jesus rose victor'ous,
Reigns forever glorious
As our Lord and King.
Him, the Lord,
Who did accord
Us so great a joy and favor,
We will praise forever. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, who with sorrow]
Christians, Who With Sorrow
Christians, Who With Sorrow
Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #116 (1928) Meter: 6.6.5.6.6.5.3.4.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Christians, who with sorrow
On this Easter morrow
Watch the Savior’s tomb,
Banish all your sadness,
On this day of gladness
Joy must vanquish gloom.
Christ this hour
With mighty power
Crushed the foe who would detain Him;
Nothing could restrain Him.
2 Rise, ye feeble-hearted,
Who have pined and smarted,
Vexed by sin and dread.
He has broke the prison
And with might arisen,
Jesus, Who was dead.
And His bride
For whom He died
Now from sin and death He raises,
Hence, give Him your praises!
3 When our sins aggrieve thee,
Jesus will receive thee,
All thy debt He paid.
We who were transgressors
Are now blest possessors
Of His grace and aid.
When in death
He gave His breath
To the cruel foe He yielded
That we should be shielded.
4 Earth! where are thy wonders!
Hell, where are thy thunders!
Death, where is thy sting!
Jesus rose victorious
Reigns forever glorious
As our Lord and King.
Him, the Lord,
Who did accord
Us so great a joy and favor,
We will praise forever. Languages: English Tune Title: [Christians, who with sorrow]
Christians, Who With Sorrow
Golden Harps are Sounding
Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: Concordia #88 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Refrain First Line: All his work is ended, joyfully we sing Lyrics: 1 Golden harps are sounding,
Angel-voices ring,
Pearly gates are opened,
Opened for the King.
Christ, the King of Glory,
Jesus, King of love,
Is gone up in triumph
To His throne above.
Chorus:
All His work is ended;
Joyfully we sing.
Jesus hath ascended,
Glory to our King!
2 He who came to save us,
He who bled and died,
Now is crowned with glory,
At His Father’s side.
Never more to suffer,
Never more to die;
Jesus, King of glory,
Is gone up on high. [Chorus]
3 Pleading for His children
In that blessed place,
Calling them to glory,
Sending them His grace,
His bright home preparing,
Faithful ones, for you,
Jesus ever liveth,
Ever loveth, too. [Chorus]
Languages: English Tune Title: HERMAS
Golden Harps are Sounding
Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide
Author: Marcus M. Wells Hymnal: Concordia #93 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide,
Ever near the Christian’s side,
Gently lead us by the hand,
Pilgrims in a desert land;
Weary souls fore’er rejoice,
While they hear that sweetest voice
Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come!
Follow me, I’ll guide thee home."
2 Ever present, truest Friend,
Ever near Thine aid to lend,
Leave us not to doubt and fear,
Groping on in darkness drear;
When the storms are raging sore,
Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er,
Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come!
Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.”
3 When our days of toil shall cease,
Waiting still for sweet release,
Nothing left but heaven and prayer,
Wond'ring if our names were there;
Wading deep the dismal flood,
Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood;
Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come!
Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.”
Languages: English Tune Title: GUIDE
Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide
On my heart imprint Thine image
Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #102 (1927) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: On my heart imprint Thine image,
Blessed Jesus, King of grace,
That life's riches, cares, and pleasures,
Have no power Thee to efface;
This the superscription be:
Jesus, crucified for me,
Is my life, my hope's foundation,
And my glory and salvation. Languages: English Tune Title: [On my heart imprint Thine image]
On my heart imprint Thine image
On my heart imprint Thine image
Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #102 (1928) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: On my heart imprint Thine image,
Blessed Jesus, King of grace,
That life's riches, cares, and pleasures,
Have no power Thee to efface;
This the superscription be:
Jesus, crucified for me,
Is my life, my hope's foundation,
And my glory and salvation. Languages: English
On my heart imprint Thine image
Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!
Author: Johannes Ewald Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #104 (1927) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary!
Lift high Thy blood-stain'd shield,
That sin and death, assailing me,
May to Thy weapons yield!
2 Now wield in wrath Thy gleaming sword,
Smite foes defying Thee!
Dispel the dark, infernal horde
From Christendom and me.
3 Safe in Thy hand, shall death no more
With gloom my heart dismay;
Serenely views from life's bright shore
My soul its shatter'd clay. Languages: English Tune Title: [Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary]
Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!
Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!
Author: Johannes Ewald Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #104 (1928) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Rise, Hero bold, from Calvary!
Lift high Thy blood-stained shield,
That sin and death, assailing me,
May to Thy weapons yield!
2 Now wield ion wrath Thy gleaming sword,
Smite foes defying Thee!
Dispel the dark, infernal horde
From Christendom and me.
3 Safe in Thy hand, shall death no more
With gloom my heart dismay;
Serenely views from life's bright shore
My soul its shattered clay. Languages: English
Rise, Hero Bold, From Calvary!
Proclaim, My Soul, That Jesus Died
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #105 (1927) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Proclaim, my soul, that Jesus died
And tore from death its prey;
His cry: "It's finished", death defied
And brought to hell dismay.
2 The cross, the witness of His love,
Who our transgressions bore,
Our way is to the throne above
That stands for evermore.
3 God's people, in your heart enthrone
The Lord who died for us.
The earth shall bow to Him who won
While suff'ring on the cross.
4 From Jesus' cross the foe doth fly
And fall before His sword.
The crown now beckons to the sky
Each child of Christ, the Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: [Proclaim, my soul, that Jesus died]
Proclaim, My Soul, That Jesus Died
Proclaim, My Soul, That Jesus Died
Author: N. F. S. Grundtvig Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #105 (1928) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Proclaim, my soul, that Jesus died
And tore from death its prey;
His cry: "It's finished", death defied
And brought to hell dismay.
2 The cross, the witness of His love,
Who our transgressions bore,
Our way is to the throne above
That stands for evermore.
3 God's people, in your heart enthrone
The Lord who died for us.
The earth shall bow to Him who won
While suffering on the cross.
4 From Jesus' cross the foe doth fly
And fall before His sword.
The crown now beckons to the sky
Each child of Christ, the Lord. Languages: English
Proclaim, My Soul, That Jesus Died
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #110 (1927) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 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.
2 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.
3 See, from His head, His hands, His 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 tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all. Languages: English Tune Title: [When I survey the wondrous cross]
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #110 (1928) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 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.
2 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.
3 See, from His head, His hands, His 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 tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all. Languages: English
When I Survey The Wondrous Cross
Go To Dark Gethsemane
Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #112 (1927) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Go to dark Gethsemane,
Ye that feel the tempter's pow'r;
Your Redeemer's conflict see,
Watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away,
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
2 Follow to the judgment-hall,
View the Lord of life arraigned;
O the wormwood and the gall!
O the pangs His soul sustained!
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss,
Learn of Him to bear the Cross.
3 Calv'ry's mournful mountain climb,
There, adoring at His feet,
Mark that miracle of time,
God's own sacrifice complete;
"It is finish'd," hear the cry,
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
4 Early hasten to the tomb
Where they laid His breathless clay;
All is solitude and gloom,
Who hath taken Him away?
Christ is ris'n! He meets our eyes,
Savior teach us so to rise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to dark Gethsemane]
Go To Dark Gethsemane
Go To Dark Gethsemane
Author: J. Montgomery Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #112 (1928) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Go to dark Gethsemane,
Ye that feel the tempter's power
Your Redeemer's conflict see,
Watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away,
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
2 Follow to the judgment-hall,
View the Lord of life arraigned;
O the wormwood and the gall!
O the pangs His soul sustained!
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss,
Learn of Him to bear the Cross.
3 Calvary's mournful mountain climb,
There, adoring at His feet,
Mark that miracle of time,
God's own sacrifice complete;
"It is finished!" hear the cry,
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
4 Early hasten to the tomb
Where they laid His breathless clay;
All is solitude and gloom,
Who hath taken Him away?
Christ is risen! He meets our eyes.
Savior, teach us so to rise. Languages: English Tune Title: [Go to dark Gethsemane]
Go To Dark Gethsemane
He Is Arisen, Glorious Word!
Author: Birgitte C. Boye Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #114 (1927) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.4.4.4.4.8 Topics: Passion and Easter First Line: He is arisen! Glorious word! Lyrics: He is arisen! Glorious word!
Now reconciled is God, my Lord;
The gates of heav'n are open.
My Jesus died triumphantly,
And Satan's arrows broken lie,
Destroyed hell's direst weapon.
O hear what cheer!
Christ victorious,
Riseth glorious,
Life He giveth--
He was dead, but see He liveth! Languages: English Tune Title: [He is arisen! Glorious word]
He Is Arisen, Glorious Word!
He Is Arisen, Glorious Word!
Author: Birgitte C. Boye Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #114 (1928) Meter: 8.8.7.8.8.7.4.4.4.4.8 Topics: Passion and Easter First Line: He is arisen! Glorious word! Lyrics: He is arisen! Glorious word!
Now reconciled is God, my Lord;
The gates of heaven are open.
My Jesus died triumphantly,
And Satan's arrows broken lie,
Destroyed hell's direst weapon.
O hear what cheer!
Christ victorious
Riseth glorious,
Life He giveth--
He was dead, but see, He liveth! Languages: English Tune Title: [He is arisen! Glorious word]
He Is Arisen, Glorious Word!
According to Thy Gracious Word
Author: James Montgomery Hymnal: Concordia #58 (1918) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 According to Thy gracious word,
In meek humility,
This will I do, my dying Lord,
I will remember Thee.
2 Thy body, broken for my sake,
My bread from heaven shall be;
Thy testamental cup I take,
And thus remember Thee.
3 Gethsemane can I forget,
Or there Thy conflict see,
Thine agony and bloody sweat,
And not remember Thee?
4 When to the cross I turn mine eyes,
And rest on Calvary,
O Lamb of God, my sacrifice,
I must remember Thee.
5 Remember Thee, and all Thy pains,
And all Thy love to me;
Yes, while a breath, a pulse remains,
Will I remember Thee.
6 And when these failing lips grow dumb,
And mind and memory flee,
When Thou shalt in Thy kingdom come,
Jesus, remember me. Languages: English Tune Title: DUNDEE
According to Thy Gracious Word
Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed?
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Concordia #76 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter First Line: Alas! and did my Savior bleed Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Savior bleed,
And did my Sov'reign die,
Would He devote that sacred head
For sinners such as I?
2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree?
Amazing pity, grace unknown,
And love beyond degree.
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut His glories in,
When God, the mighty Maker, died
For man, the creature's sin.
4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears,
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.
5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do. Languages: English Tune Title: MARTYRDOM
Alas! and Did my Savior Bleed?
Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing
Author: W. Shirley Hymnal: Concordia #77 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing,
Which before the cross we spend;
Life, and health, and peace possessing,
From the sinner's dying Friend.
2 Truly blessed is this station,
Low before His cross to lie,
While we see divine compassion
Beaming in His gracious eye.
3 For Thy sorrows we adore Thee,
For the griefs that wrought our peace;
Gracious Savior! we implore Thee,
In our souls Thy love increase!
4 Here we feel our sins forgiven,
While upon the Lamb we gaze;
And our thoughts are all of heaven,
And our lips o'erflow with praise.
5 Lord, in loving contemplation,
Fix our hearts and eyes on Thee,
Till we taste Thy full salvation,
And Thine unveiled glory see. Languages: English Tune Title: BROCKLESBURY
Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing
Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted
Author: Thomas Kelly Hymnal: Concordia #78 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter First Line: Stricken, smitten and afflicted Lyrics: 1 Stricken, smitten, and afflicted,
See Him dying on the tree!
'Tis the Christ by man rejected;
Yes, my soul, 'tis He, 'tis He!
2 Mark the sacrifice appointed!
See who bears the awful load;
'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed,
Son of Man, and Son of God!
3 Here we have a firm foundation;
Here the refuge of the lost:
Christ the Rock of our salvation:
His the name of which we boast.
4 Lamb of God for sinners wounded!
Sacrifice to cancel guilt!
None shall ever be confounded
Who on Thee their hope have built. Languages: English Tune Title: HJEM JEG LAENGES
Stricken, Smitten, and Afflicted
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Concordia #80a (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 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.
2 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.
3 See, from His head, His hands, His 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 tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all. Languages: English Tune Title: ROCKINGHAM
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
Author: Isaac Watts Hymnal: Concordia #80b (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 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.
2 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.
3 See, from His head, His hands, His 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 tribute far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all. Languages: English Tune Title: HAMBURG
When I Survey the Wondrous Cross
Jesus, Keep me near the Cross
Author: Fanny J. Crosby, 1820-1915 Hymnal: Concordia #81 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Refrain First Line: In the cross Lyrics: 1 Jesus, keep me near the Cross,
There a precious fountain
Free to all--a healing stream,
Flows from Calvary's mountain.
Chorus:
In the Cross, in the Cross,
Be my glory ever;
Till my raptured soul shall find
Rest beyond the river.
2 Near the Cross, a trembling soul,
Love and mercy found me;
There the bright and morning star
Shed its beams around me. [Chorus]
3 Near the Cross! O Lamb of God,
Bring its scenes before me;
Help me walk from day to day,
With its shadows o'er me. [Chorus]
4 Near the Cross I'll watch and wait,
Hoping, trusting ever,
Till I reach the golden strand,
Just beyond the river. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: NEAR THE CROSS
Jesus, Keep me near the Cross
'Tis Finished! so the Savior Cried
Author: S. Stennett Hymnal: Concordia #82 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 'Tis finished! so the Savior cried,
And meekly bowed His head and died:
'Tis finished! yes, the race is run,
The battle fought, the victory won.
2 'Tis finished! all that heaven decreed
And all the ancient prophets said
Is now fulfilled, as was designed,
In Me, the Savior of mankind.
3 'Tis finished! this My dying groan
Shall sins of ev'ry kind atone;
Millions shall be redeemed from death,
By this My last expiring breath.
4 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound
Be heard thro' all the nations round;
'Tis finished! let the echo fly
Thro' heav'n and hell, thro' earth and sky.
Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CROSS
'Tis Finished! so the Savior Cried
I know that My Redeemer Lives
Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Concordia #84 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 I know that my Redeemer lives
And ever prays for me;
A token of His love He gives,
A pledge of liberty.
2 I find Him lifting up my head;
He brings salvation near;
His presence makes me free indeed,
And He will soon appear.
3 He wills that I should holy be:
What can withstand His will?
The counsel of His grace in me,
He surely shall fulfill.
4 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word:
I steadfastly believe
Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord,
And to Thyself receive.
Languages: English Tune Title: MESSIAH
I know that My Redeemer Lives
In the Cross of Christ I glory
Author: Sir John Bowring Hymnal: Concordia #85 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 In the cross of Christ I glory,
Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime.
2 When the woes of life o'ertake me,
Hopes deceive, and fears annoy,
Never shall the cross forsake me;
Lo! it glows with peace and joy.
3 When the sun of bliss is beaming
Light and love upon my way,
From the cross the radiance streaming
Adds new luster to the day.
4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,
By the cross are sanctified;
Peace is there that knows no measure,
Joys that thro' all time abide.
5 In the cross of Christ I glory,
Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time;
All the light of sacred story
Gathers round its head sublime. Languages: English Tune Title: RATHBUN
In the Cross of Christ I glory
Come, ye Faithful, raise the Strain
Author: John of Damascus; J. M. Neale Hymnal: Concordia #86 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain
Of triumphant gladness,
God has brought His Israel
Into joy from sadness;
Loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke
Jacob’s sons and daughters,
Led them with unmoistened foot
Thro' the Red Sea waters.
2 'Tis the spring of souls today,
Christ hath burst His prison,
And from three days' sleep in death
As a sun hath risen;
All the winter of our sins,
Long and dark, is flying
From His light, to whom we give
Laud and praise undying.
3 Now the queen of seasons, bright
With the day of splendor,
With the royal feast of feasts,
Comes its joy to render;
Comes to glad Jerusalem,
Who with true affection
Welcomes, in unwearied strains
Jesus' resurrection.
4 Neither might the gates of death
Nor the tomb’s dark portal,
Nor the watchers, nor the seal,
Hold Thee as a mortal;
But today amid Thine own
Thou didst stand, bestowing
This, Thy peace, which evermore
Passeth human knowing.
Languages: English Tune Title: SÖRG O, KJAERE FADER
Come, ye Faithful, raise the Strain
See the Conqueror Mounts in Triumph
Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: Concordia #89 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 See the Conquerer mounts in triumph;
See the King in royal state
Riding on the clouds, His chariot,
To His heav'nly palace gate!
Hark! the choirs of angel-voices
Joyful halleluias sing,
And the portals high are lifted
To receive their heav'nly King.
2 Who is this that comes in glory,
With the trump of jubilee?
Lord of battles, God of armies,
He hath gained the victory;
He who on the cross did suffer,
He who from the grave arose,
He has vanquished sin and Satan;
He by death has crushed His foes.
3 While He raised His hands in blessing,
He was parted from His friends,
While their eager eyes behold Him,
He upon the clouds ascends,
He who walked with God and pleased Him,
Preaching truth and doom to come,
He, our Enoch, is translated,
To His everlasting home.
4 Thou hast raised our human nature
On the clouds to God's right hand;
There we sit in heav'nly places,
There with Thee in glory stand.
Jesus reigns, adored by angels,
Man with God is on the throne;
Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension
We by faith behold our own. Languages: English Tune Title: REX GLORIAE
See the Conqueror Mounts in Triumph
I See Thee Stand, O Lamb Of God
Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #99 (1927) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 I see Thee stand, O Lamb of God,
On Zion's mountain peak;
But oh, the path that Thou hast trod
So long, so hard, so bleak!
On Thee was laid the weight and blame
Of all our sin and shame;
How deep Thou sankest in our woe
No man can ever know.
2 O spotless Lamb that on the tree
Receiv'd the cruel wound!
O boundless love! to set us free
He in our chains was bound.
He wore and broke our prison bands
With pierced feet and hands;
A victor bold the tomb He broke,
Gave death its mortal stroke.
3 Behold them stand around His throne,
Those legions snowy white;
Each eye is gleaming like the sun
At this most wondrous sight.
The story of grim Calvary
On which He made us free,
Is still among the angels' throng
The noblest, sweetest song.
4 Twelve thousand twelve are holding now
Their harps before the throne,
The Father's name upon each brow
Marks them the Savior's own.
As mighty, rushing billows roar,
They shout forevermore:
To Him who won us from our plight
Be glory, praise and might!
5 We thank Thee, Father, for Thy love
To Adam's fallen race;
Thou sentest Jesus from above
To die in sinners' place.
Praise we His name with fleeting breath,
Praise Him in life and death;
To Him who suffered on the tree
Praise through eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [I see Thee stand, O Lamb of God]
I See Thee Stand, O Lamb Of God
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