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'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow

Hymnal: BW1870 #125 (1870) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 'Tis midnight; and on Olive's brow The star is dimm'd that lately shown: 'Tis midnight; in the garden now, The suff'ring Saviour prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight; and from all removed Immanuel wrestles lone, with fears; E'en the disciple that He loved Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. 3 'Tis midnight; and for others' guilt, The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood; Yet He that hath in anguish knelt Is not forsaken by His God. 4 'Tis midnight; and from ether-plains Is borne the song that angels know: Unheard by mortals are the strains That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe. Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Gethsemane; Passion of Christ; Rédemption Languages: English
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Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams

Hymnal: BW1870 #126 (1870) Meter: 11.11.11.11 Lyrics: 1 Thou sweet gliding Kedron, by thy silver streams Our Saviour at midnight, when moonlight's pale beams Shone bright on thy waters, would frequently stray, And lose in thy murmurs the toils of the day. 2 How damp were the vapors that fell on His head! How hard was His pillow! how humble His bed! The angels, astonish'd, grew sad at the sight, And follow'd their Master with solemn delight. 3 O garden of Olives, thou dear honor'd spot, The fame of thy wonders shall ne'er be forgot; The theme most transporting to seraphs above; The triumph of sorrow--the triumph of love. 4 Come, saints, and adore Him; come, bow at His feet, Oh, give Him the glory, the praise that is meet; Let joyful hosannas unceasingly rise, And join the full chorus that gladdens the skies. Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Kedron; Passion of Christ; Rédemption Languages: English
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When I survey the wondrous cross

Hymnal: BW1870 #127 (1870) 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 present far too small; Love so amazing, so divine, Demands my soul, my life, my all. Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Cross of Christ; Crucifixion of Christ; Glorifying in the Cross; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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Alas! and did my Saviour bleed

Hymnal: BW1870 #128 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Saviour bleed, And did my Sov'reign die? Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I? 2 Was it for crimes that I have done, he groaned upon the tree? Amazing pity! Grace unknown! And love beyond degree! 3 Well might the sun in darkness hide, And shut its glories in, when God, the mighty Maker, died for his own creature's sin. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face while his dear cross appears; dissolve my heart in thankfulness, And melt mine eyes to tears. 5 But drops of tears can ne'er repay the debt of love I owe. Here, Lord, I give myself away; 'tis all that I can do. Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Crucifixion of Christ; Goodness of God in the mission of Christ; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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I saw One hanging on a tree

Author: Newton Hymnal: BW1870 #129 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 I saw One hanging on a tree, In agony and blood; Who fixed His languid eyes on me, As near the cross I stood. 2 Sure, never, till my latest breath, Can I forget that look: It seem'd to charge me with His death Though not a word He spoke. 3 Alas! I knew not what I did-- But now my tears are vain; Where shall my trembling soul be hid, For I the Lord have slain! 4 A second look He gave, that said, "I freely all forgive: This blood is for thy ransom paid; I die that thou may'st live." 5 Thus while His death my sin displays In all its blackest hue, Such is the mystery of grace, It seals my pardon too! Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Crucifixion of Christ; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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O Sacred Head, now wounded

Hymnal: BW1870 #130 (1870) Lyrics: 1 O Sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weigh'd 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 How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish Which once was bright as morn! Thy grief and Thy compassion Were all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. 3 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end! Lord, make me Thine for ever, Nor let me faithless prove; Oh, let me never, never Abuse such dying love! 4 Forbid that I should leave Thee; O Jesus, leave not me; By faith I would receive Thee; Thy blood can make me free; When strength and comfort languish, And I must hence depart, Release me then from anguish, By Thine own wounded heart. Topics: Christian Activity; Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Crucifixion of Christ; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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Behold th' amazing sight

Hymnal: BW1870 #131 (1870) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Behold th'amazing sight, The Saviour lifted high! Behold the Son of God's delight Expire in agony? 2 For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne! Why did He feel that piercing smart, And meet that various scorn? 3 For love of us He bled, And all in torture died; 'Twas love that bow'd His fainting head, And oped His gushing side. 4 In sympathy of love Let all the earth combine; And, drawn by cords so gentle, prove The energy divine. 5 In Him our hearts unite, Nor share His griefs alone, But from His cross pursue their flight To His triumphant throne. Topics: Christian Activity; Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Crucifixion of Christ; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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"Stricken, smitten, and afflicted"

Hymnal: BW1870 #132 (1870) 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! 'Tis the long-expected Prophet, David's Son, yet David's Lord; Proofs I see sufficient of it: 'Tis the true and faithful word. 2 Tell me, ye who hear Him groaning, Was there ever grief like His? Friends through fear His cause disowning, Foes insulting His distress: Many hands were raised to wound Him, None would interpose to save; But the deepest stroke that pierced Him Was the stroke that Justice gave. 3 Ye who think of sin but lightly, Nor suppose the evil great; Here may view its nature rightly, Here its guilt may estimate. Mark the sacrifice appointed! See Who bears the awful load; 'Tis the Word, the Lord's Anointed, Son of Man, and Son of God. 4 Here we have a firm foundation; Here's the refuge of the lost; Christ's the Rock of our salvation: His the name of which we boast: Lamb of God for sinners wounded! Sacrifice to cancel guilt! None shall ever be confounded Who on Him their hope have built. Topics: Christian Activity; Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Crucifixion of Christ; Lord's Supper; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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In the cross of Christ I glory

Hymnal: BW1870 #133 (1870) 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 through 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. Topics: Christian Activity; Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Cross of Christ; Glorifying in the Cross; Lord's Supper; Passion of Christ; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English
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How condescending and how kind

Hymnal: BW1870 #134 (1870) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 How condescending and how kind Was God’s eternal Son! Our mis'ry reach'd His heavenly mind, And pity brought Him down. 2 This was compassion like a God, That when the Saviour knew The price of pardon was His blood, His pity ne’er withdrew. 3 Now, though He reigns exalted high, His love is still as great; Well He remembers Calvary, Nor should His saints forget. 4 Here we receive repeated seals Of Jesus’ dying love: Hard is the wretch that never feels One soft affection move. 5 Here let our hearts begin to melt, While we His death record, And with our joy for pardon'd guilt, Mourn that we pierced the Lord. Topics: Atonement; Christ Sufferings and Death; Christ Mediator; Christ Redeemer of mankind; Compassoin of Christ; Condescension of Christ; Lord's Supper; Love Of Christ; Mediatorship of Christ; Passion of Christ; Redeemer; Rédemption; Salvation Through Christ Languages: English

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