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Psalm 31: Father, I Put My Life in Your Hands

Hymnal: RitualSong #63b (1996) Topics: Good Friday; Good Friday First Line: In you, O Lord, I take refuge Refrain First Line: Lord, Lord, be my rock of safety Scripture: Psalm 31:2-24 Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord, Lord, be my rock of safety]

Psalm 31: Father, I Put My Life in Your Hands

Hymnal: RitualSong #63c (1996) Topics: Good Friday; Good Friday First Line: In you, O Lord, I take refuge Refrain First Line: Lord God, be my refuge and my strength Languages: English Tune Title: [Lord God, be my refuge and strength]

O sacred Head, now wounded

Author: Paul Gerhardt; James Waddell Alexander; Bernard of Clairvaux, d. 1153 Hymnal: Church Book #176 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Topics: Good Friday; Good Friday Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns, Thy 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 How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, Which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, Was all for sinners' gain: Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. 3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour! 'Tis I deserve Thy place! Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Receive me, my Redeemer; My Shepherd, make me Thine! Of every good the Fountain, Thu at the spring of mine! 3 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end! O make me Thine for ever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love to Thee. 5 Forbid that I should leave Thee; O Jesus, leave not me; In faith may I receive Thee, When death shall set me free. When strength and comfort languish, And I must hence depart, Release me then from anguish By Thine own wounded heart. Languages: English Tune Title: O HAUPT VOLL BLUT U. WUNDEN

Lord, Thy Death and Passion give

Author: Miss Winkworth; John Heermann Hymnal: Church Book #177 (1890) Topics: Good Friday; Good Friday Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thy Death and Passion give Strength and comfort at my need. Every hour while here I live On Thy love my soul shall feed. Thou didst oncecfor me endure, And I fly all thoughts impure; Thinking on Thy bitter pains, Hushed in prayer my heart remains. 2 Yes, Thy Cross hath power to heal All the wounds of sin and strife. Lost in Thee, my heart doth feel Sudden warmth and nobler life, In my saddest, darkest grief, Let Thy sweetness bring relief. Thou who camest but to save, Thou who fearest not the grave! 3 Lord, in Thee I place my trust, Thou art my Defence and Tower; Death Thou treadest in the dust, O'er my soul he hath no power. That I may have part in Thee, Help and save and comfort me; Give me of Thy grace and might, Resurrection, life, and light! 4 Fount of good, within me dwell! For the peace Thy presence sheds Keeps us safe in conflict fell, Charms the pain from dying beds. Hide me safe within Thine arm, Where no foe can hurt or harm; Whoso, Lord, in Thee doth rest, He hath conquered, he is blest. Languages: English Tune Title: MISERERE

O sacred Head, now wounded

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #315 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday 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 I see Thy strength and vigor All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigor Bereaving Thee of life; O agony of dying! O love to sinners free! Jesus, all grace supplying, O turn thy face on me. 3 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered Was all for sinners’ 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. 4 In this Thy bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me With Thy most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be: Beneath Thy cross abiding Forever would I rest, In Thy dear love confiding, And with Thy presence blest. 5 The joy can ne'er be spoken, Above all joys beside, When in Thy body broken I thus with safety hide: My Lord of Life, desiring Thy glory now to see, Beside the cross expiring, I'd breathe my soul to Thee. 6 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 for Thee. 7 And when I am departing, O part not Thou from me; When mortal pangs are darting, Come, Lord, and set me free: And when my heart must languish Amidst the final throe, Release me from mine anguish, By thine own pain and woe. 8 Be near me when I'm dying O show Thy crows to me; And to 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. Tune Title: [O sacred Head, now wounded]

O world, behold! upon the tree

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: The Lutheran Hymnary #317 (1913) Topics: The Church Year Good Friday; The Church Year Good Friday Lyrics: 1 O world, behold! upon the tree Thy Life is hanging now for thee: Thy Savior yields His dying breath. The mighty Prince of glory now For thee doth unresisting bow To cruel stripes, to scorn and death. 2 Alas! my Savior, who could dare Bid Thee such bitter anguish bear? What evil heart ill-treat Thee thus? For Thou art good, hast wrongéd none, As we and ours too oft have done; Thou hast not sinner, dear Lord, like us. 3 My grievous sins, the number more Than yonder sands upon the shore, Have brought to pass this agony: 'Tis I have caused the floods of woe That now Thy soul in death o'erflow, And those sad hearts that watch by Thee. 4 'Tis I to whom these pains belong; 'Tis I should suffer for my wrong, Bound hand and foot in heavy chains: Thy scourge, Thy fetters, whatsoe'er Thou bearest, 'tis my soul should bear, For I have well deserved such pains. 5 Lord, from Thy sorrows I will learn How fiercely wrath divine doth burn, How terribly its thunders roll; How sorely this our loving God Can smite with His avenging rod; How deep His floods o'erwhelm the soul. 6 And I will nail me to Thy cross, And learn to count all things but dross, Wherein the flesh doth pleasure take; Whate'er is hateful in thine eyes, With all the strength that in me lies, Will I cast from me and forsake. 7 Thy heavy groans, Thy bitter sighs, The tears that from Thy dying eyes Were shed when Thou wast sore oppressed, Shall be with me, when at the last Myself on Thee I wholly cast, And enter with Thee into rest. Tune Title: [O world, behold! upon the tree]

O Sacred Head Surrounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Henry Baker, 1821-1877 Hymnal: Worship (3rd ed.) #434 (1986) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Topics: Good Friday; Good Friday Lyrics: 1 O Sacred Head surrounded By crown of piercing thorn! O bleeding Head, so wounded, Reviled and put to scorn! The pow'r of death comes o'er you, The glow of life decays, Yet angel hosts adore you, And tremble as they gaze. 2 I see your strength and vigor, All fading in the strife, And death with cruel rigor, Bereaving you of life; O agony and dying! O love to sinner's free! Jesus, all grace supplying, O turn your face on me. 3 In this, your bitter passion, Good Shepherd, think of me With your most sweet compassion, Unworthy though I be: Beneath your cross abiding For ever would I rest, In your dear love confiding, And with your presence blest. Scripture: Mark 15:17-18 Languages: English Tune Title: PASSION CHORALE

My God, My God, Why Have You Forsaken Me?

Author: Susan Sayers Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #22A (2012) Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Year A, B, C, Holy Week, Good Friday First Line: People who see me are scornful Refrain First Line: My God, my God, why have you forsaken me Scripture: Psalm 22 Tune Title: [People who see me are scornful]

Lord, Why Have You Forsaken Me

Author: Christopher L. Webber Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #22B (2012) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Year A, B, C, Holy Week, Good Friday Scripture: Psalm 22 Tune Title: HARVEY'S CHANT

Psalm 22 (A Responsorial Setting)

Hymnal: Psalms for All Seasons #22D (2012) Topics: Church Year Good Friday; Year A, B, C, Holy Week, Good Friday First Line: My God, my God, why have you forsaken me? Scripture: Psalm 22 Tune Title: [My God, my God, why have you forsaken me]