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Sweet the Moments, Rich in Blessing

Author: Walter Shirley, 1725-1786 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #69b (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Sweet the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend. Life and health, and peace possessing, From the sinner's dying friend. 2 Here I'll sit, forever viewing Mercy's streams, in streams of blood: Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God. 3 Truly blessed is the station, Low before His cross to lie; While I see divine compassion Beaming in His languid eye. 4 Lord, in ceaseless contemplation Fix my thankful heart on Thee, Till I taste Thy full salvation And Thine unveiled glory see. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: OXFORD

When I Survey the Wondrous Cross

Author: Isaac Watts, 1674-1748 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #70 (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 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. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ERHALT UNS, HERR, BEI DEINEM WORT

'Tis Finished! So the Saviour Cried

Author: Samuel Stennett, 1727-1795 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #71 (1901) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 'Tis finished! so the Saviour 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 foretold By prophets in the days of old; And truths are opened to our view That kings and prophets never knew. 3 'Tis finished! Son of God, Thy power Hath triumphed in this awful hour: And yet our eyes with sorrow see That life to us was death to Thee. 4 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: 'Tis finished! let the triumph rise, And swell the chorus of the skies. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: JAG SER DIG KLÄDD I BLODIG SKRUD

Thy Cross, O Jesus, Thou Didst Bear

Author: Erik Gustaf Geijer, 1783-1847 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #72 (1901) Meter: 8.7.8.7.4.4.7 Lyrics: 1 Thy cross, O Jesus, Thou didst bear, Thy path to death extended, To save the world, which everywhere With hate and scorn offended. Oh, love how deep To bleed and weep For thine own persecutors! 2 Thy cross, Redeemer, Thou didst bear; Our sins away Thou'st taken; Thine own Thou wilt us still declare, Though we have Thee forsaken, And gone astray: Yea, day by day Thy love is present with us. 3 Thy cross, O Saviour, Thou didst bear; Thy boundless might and glory, Forever praised by angels fair, And told in sacred story. Thou laidst aside, Naught shall abide, Save by the love that bleedeth. 4 Thy cross to victory Thou didst bear. Oh, grant that I, dear Saviour, May glory in the cross and share The heavenly joy and favor! Then shall my soul Have reached its goal Safe in Thy loving bosom. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SO GEHST DU NUN, MEIN JESU, HIN

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux, 1091-1153; Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #73 (1901) Meter: 7.6.7.6 D Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded, With thorns Thine only crown! Once reigning in the highest In light and majesty, Dishonored now Thou diest, Yet here I worship Thee. 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, Thou art the Spring of mine! 4 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end! Oh, make me Thine forever, 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. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HERZLICH THUT MICH VERLANGEN

O Lamb of God, Most Holy

Author: Nicolaus Decius Hymnal: HOoS1901 #74 (1901) Lyrics: 1 O Lamb of God, most holy, On Calvary an offering; Depiséd, meek and lowly, Thou in Thy death and suffering Our sins didst bear, our anguish; The might of death didst vanquish; Give us Thy peace, O Jesus! Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: O LAMM GOTTES UNSCHULDIG

A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #75a (1901) Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing. It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This spotless Lamb, our soul's great Friend, And everlasting Saviour, God chooseth sin's dread reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son! redeem to Thee The children who're exposed by me To punishment and anger. the punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And free them from this danger." 3 Dilate, shrine of my heart, and swell, To thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with silver and with gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 4 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown; thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee bethrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: AN WASSERFLÜSSEN BABYLON

A Lamb Goes Uncomplaining Forth

Author: Paul Gerhardt, 1607-1676 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #75b (1901) Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; 'Tis laden with the sin of earth; None else the burden sharing. It goes its way, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, Its spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds, and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 This spotless Lamb, our soul's great Friend, And everlasting Saviour, God chooseth sin's dread reign to end And bring us to His favor. "Go forth, my Son! redeem to Thee The children who're exposed by me To punishment and anger. the punishment is great, and dread The wrath, but Thou Thy blood shalt shed, And free them from this danger." 3 Dilate, shrine of my heart, and swell, To thee shall now be given A treasure that doth far excel The worth of earth and heaven. Away with silver and with gold, With treasures of an earthly mold! I've found a better jewel. My priceless treasure, Lord my God, Is thy most holy, precious blood, Which flowed from wounds so cruel. 4 And when Thy glory I shall see And taste Thy kingdom's pleasure Thy blood shall then my purple be, I'll clothe me in this treasure; It then shall be my glorious crown; thus I'll appear before the throne Of God, and need not hide me; And shall, by Him to Thee bethrothed, By Thee in bridal garments clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: VID ÄLFVARNA I BABYLON

What Comfort Sweet to Pause

Author: Lars Linderot, 1761-1811 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #76 (1901) Meter: 6.6.7.6.7.6.6.6 Lyrics: 1 What comfort sweet to pause Close by the holy cross, And with the Saviour's mother In silence look upon Our dear and dying brother; For there all fears are gone, The peace of God abounds, In His peace-giving wounds. 2 What comfort sweet to own In His dear blood alone All sin and guilt forgiven. It cheers the weary heart, When love divine from heaven Does life and strength impart; The soul enjoys the peace That nevermore shall cease. 3 What comfort to believe In spite of woe and grief, Though worthy of perdition, Yet to this sinful heart Thou givest full remission. O Lord, Thy grace impart; I please, thy precious blood, Thou spotless Lamb of God. 4 What comfort sweet to tell My wants, I know it well-- And pray for more endurance When longing to believe, But lacking full assurance. No rest I can receive, Until I come to Thee, O Lamb of Calvary! 5 Let all here have access, Who yearn for happiness, Grace to the poor aboundeth, And peace to troubled hearts; For mercy's name here soundeth, And comfort sweet imparts To Him who comfortless For help and mercy prays. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: DET ÄR SÅ GODT ATT FÅ

My Crucified Saviour, Despised and Contemned

Author: Anders Carl Rutström, 1721-1772 Hymnal: HOoS1901 #77 (1901) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: 1 My crucified Saviour, despised and contemned, Thou innocent Victim for sinners condemned, Thy garments are blood-stained Thy spirit doth groan, In agony prostrate, Thou sufferest alone. 2 Thou weepest and moanest in conflict and prayer, And writhest in agony, pain, and despair; In thirty years’ anguish our path Thou hast trod, And diest at last to redeem us to God. 3 For me Thou hast labored salvation to win, For me tasted death to atone for my sin; Neglected, forsaken, but mindful of me, Thou prayest for those who have crucified Thee. 4 Thou consecrate Victim, my Passover slain, The gall and the wormwood for me Thou dost drain. That I might be blessed Thou sufferest all woe, And diest at last on me life to bestow. 5 Our Saviour thus finished God’s plan with our race, And laid the foundation for pardon and grace. And then rose triumphant, the conquering Lord, Appeased the Creator and mankind restored. 6 Restored to the bliss that was lost in the fall, Yea, greater, for Jesus prepared for us all Eternal salvation and mansions above; Come, poor burdened sinners, rejoice in His love. 7 What is, then, to be reconciled unto God? It is that He silenced the curse by His blood; And what the relation to which we're restored? The right to be counted the friends of the Lord. 8 So come, trembling sinner, come just as thou art, Thy cares and Thy sorrows to Jesus impart; In Him seek salvation from death and the grave, For Jesus is willing and mighty to save. Amen. Topics: Lent Languages: English Tune Title: MIN BLODIGE KONUNG