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Christ the Life of all the Living

Author: Ernest Christopher Homburg, 1605-1681 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #54b (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Christ the Life of all the living, Christ the Death of death our foe, Who Thyself for us once giving To the darkest depths of woe, Patiently didst yield Thy breath but to save my soul from death, Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 2 Thou, ah Thou, hast taken on Thee Bitter strokes, a cruel rod; Pain and scorn were heaped upon Thee, 0 Thou sinless Son of God. Only thus for me to win Rescue from the bonds of sin; Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 3 Thou didst bear the smiting only That it might not fall on me; Stoodest falsely charged and lonely, That I might be safe and free; Comfortless that I might know Comfort from Thy boundless woe. Praise and glory ever be, Blessed Jesus, unto Thee. 4 Then for all that wrought our pardon, For Thy sorrows deep and sore, For Thine anguish in the garden, I will thank Thee evermore; Thank Thee with my latest breath For Thy sad and cruel death, For that last and bitter cry; Praise Thee evermore on high. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JESU, MEINES LEBENS LEBEN
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Lord, Thy Death and Passion Give

Author: Johann Heerman, 1585-1647 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #55a (1901) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thy death and passion give Strength and comfort in my need. Every hour while here I live, On Thy love my soul shall feed. Thou didst death for 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! 3Lord, in Thee I place my trust, Thou art my Defense 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. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SCHWING DICH AUF ZU DEINEM GOTT
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Lord, Thy Death and Passion Give

Author: Johann Heerman, 1585-1647 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #55b (1901) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D Lyrics: 1 Lord, Thy death and passion give Strength and comfort in my need. Every hour while here I live, On Thy love my soul shall feed. Thou didst death for 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! 3Lord, in Thee I place my trust, Thou art my Defense 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. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: O DURCHBRECHER ALLER BANDE
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Suffering Son of Man, Be Near Me

Author: Charles Wesley, 1707-1788 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #56 (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Suffering Son of man, be near me, In my sufferings to sustain; By Thy sorer griefs to cheer me, By Thy more than mortal pain. 2 Call to mind that unknown anguish, In Thy days of flesh below, When Thy troubled soul did languish Under a whole world of woe. 3 By Thy most severe temptation In that dark Satanic hour; By thy last mysterious passion, Screen me from the adverse power. 4 By Thy fainting in the garden, By Thy dreadful death, I pray, Write upon my heart Thy pardon; Take my sins and fears away. 5 By the travail of Thy spirit, By Thine outcry on the tree, By thine agonizing merit, Gracious Lord, remember me! Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: BÖJD UNDER KORSET
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Jesus, Refuge of the Weary

Author: Jerome Savonarola, 1454-1498 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #57 (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Refuge of the weary, Object of the Spirit's love, Fountain in life's desert dreary, Saviour from the world above: Oh, how oft Thine eyes, offended, Gaze upon the sinner's fall! Yet upon the cross extended, Thou didst bear the pain of all. 2 Do we pass that cross unheeding, Breathing no repentant vow, Though we see Thee wounded, bleeding, See Thy thorn-encircled brow? Yet Thy sinless death has brought us Life eternal, peace, and rest; Only what Thy grace has taught us Calms the sinner's stormy breast. 3 Jesus, may our hearts be burning, With more fervent love for Thee; May our eyes be ever turning To Thy cross of agony; Till in glory parted never From the blessed Saviour's side, Graven in our hearts forever, Dwell the cross, the Crucified. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: STILLA, JA, ALLT MERA STILLA
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Saviour, When in Dust to Thee

Author: Sir Robert Grant, 1785-1838 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #58 (1901) Meter: 7.7.7.7 D First Line: Saviour when in dust to Thee Lyrics: 1 Saviour when in dust to Thee Low we bow th'adoring knee; When repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes; Oh, by all Thy pains and woe Suffered once for man below, Bending from Thy throne on high, Hear our solemn Litany! 2 By Thy helpless infant years, By Thy life of want and tears, By Thy days of sore distress In the savage wilderness; By the dread, mysterious hour Of the insulting tempter's power: Turn, oh, turn, a favoring eye, Hear our solemn Litany! 3 By Thine hour of dire despair, By Thine agony of prayer; By the cross, the nail, the thorn, Piercing spear, and torturing scorn; By the gloom that veiled the skies O'er the dreadful sacrifice; Listen to our humble cry, Hear our solemn Litany! 4 By Thy deep expiring groan; By the sad sepulchral stone, By the vault whose dark abode Held in vain the rising God; Oh, from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Hear our solemn Litany! Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SPANISH HYMN
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There is a Fountain Filled With Blood

Author: William Cowper, 1731-1800 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #59 (1901) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, as vile as he, Wash all my sins away, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved, to sin no more, Be saved to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song, I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave, Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought free reward, A golden harp for me, A golden harp for me. 7 'Tis strung and tuned for endless years, And formed by power divine To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but Thine, No other name but Thine. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: COWPER
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All Praise to Thee, Our Saviour Good

Author: Christopher Vischer, 1520-1597 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #60 (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 All praise to Thee, our Saviour good, Who shedst for us Thy precious blood. From Satan's might and wicked wiles Thou hast us saved, O Jesus Christ. 2 We pray, true God and man, to Thee, Us from the bonds of sin set free, And comfort us, increase our faith, And save us from eternal death. 3 Keep us from sin, from grief, and shame, And help us by thy mighty Name To bear our cross without complaint, And strengthen us when weak and faint. 4 O Jesus Christ, our Brother dear, Thou ever wilt be with us here. Remain with us, in peace, in strife, And grant us everlasting life. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: VI TICKE DIG, O JESU GOD
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I Gave My Life for Thee

Author: Frances Ridley Havergal, 1836-1879 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #61 (1901) Meter: 6.6.6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I gave My life for thee, My precious blood I shed, That thou might'st ransomed be, And quickened from the dead; I gave, I gave My life for thee, What hast thou given for Me? I gave, I gave My life for thee, What hast thou given for Me? 2 My Father's house of light, My glory-circled throne I left, for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone; I left, I left it all for thee, Hast thou left aught for Me? I left, I left it all for thee, Hast thou left aught for Me? 3 I suffered much for thee, More than thy tongue can tell, Of bitterest agony, To rescue thee from hell; I've borne, I've borne it all for thee, What hast thou borne for Me? I've borne, I've borne it all for thee, What hast thou borne for Me? 4 And I have brought to thee, Down from my home above, Salvation full and free, My pardon and My love; I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, What hast thou brought to Me? I bring, I bring rich gifts to thee, What hast thou brought to Me? Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: I GAVE MY LIFE FOR THEE
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Ride on, Ride on in Majesty

Author: Henry Hart Milman, 1791-1868 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #62a (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 First Line: Ride on, ride on in majesty! Lyrics: 1 Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching Sacrifice. 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strive is nigh; The Father on His sapphire throne Expects His own anointed Son. 4 Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HERR JESU CHRIST, DICH ZU UNS WEND

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