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Behold the Savior of mankind

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #211 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Behold the Savior of mankind Nailed to the shameful tree! How vast the love that Him inclined To bleed and die for Thee! 2 Hark, how He groans! while nature shakes, And earth's strong pillars bend! The temple's veil in sunder breaks, The solid marbles rend. 3 'Tis done; the precious ransom's paid; "Receive my soul!" He cries: See where He bows His sacred head! He bows His head and dies. 4 But soon He'll break death's envious chain, And in full glory shine. O Lamb of God! was ever pain, Was ever love, like Thine? Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Come to Calvary's holy mountain

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #212 (1918) Meter: 8.8.7.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Come to Calvary's holy mountain, Sinners, ruined by the fall; Here a pure and healing fountain Flows to you, to me, to all; In a full perpetual tide, Opened when our Savior died. 2 Come in poverty and meanness, Come defiled, without, within; From infection and uncleanness, From the leprosy of sin, Wash your robes and make them white; Ye shall walk with God in light. 3 Come in sorrow and contrition, Wounded, impotent, and blind; Here the guilty free remission, Here the troubled peace, may find: Health this fountain will restore; He that drinks shall thirst no more. 4 He that drinks shall live forever; 'Tis a soul-renewing flood: God is faithful; God will never Break His covenant of blood, Signed when our Redeemer died, Sealed when He was glorified. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Savior, when in dust to Thee

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #213 (1918) Lyrics: 1 Savior, when in dust to Thee Low we bow th'adoring knee, When, repentant, to the skies Scarce we lift our weeping eyes, O 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 th'insulting Tempter's power: Turn, O 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: O from earth to heaven restored, Mighty, reascended Lord, Listen, listen to the cry Hear our solemn litany! Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Alas! and did my Savior bleed

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #214 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Alas! and did my Savior 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 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 mine eyes in 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. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

O darkest woe!

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #215 (1918) Meter: 4.4.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 O darkest woe! Ye tears, forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder? God the Father's only Son Now is buried yonder! 2 O sorrow dread! Our God is dead. But by His expiation Of our guilt upon the cross Gained for us salvation. 3 O child of man! It was the ban Of death on thee that brought Him Down to suffer for thy sins, And such woe hath wrought Him. 4 See, stained with blood, The Lamb of God, The Bridegroom, lies before thee, Pouring out His life that He May to life restore thee. 5 O Ground of faith, Laid low in death! Sweet lips now silent sleeping! Surely all that live must mourn Here with bitter weeping. 6 O Virgin-born, Thy death we mourn, Thou lovely Star of gladness! Who could see Thy reeking blood Without grief and sadness? 7 Yea, blest is he Whose heart shall be Fixed here, who apprehendeth Why the Lord of glory thus To the grave descendeth. 8 O Jesus blest, My Help and Rest, With tears I now entreat Thee: Make me love Thee to the last, Till in heaven I greet Thee! Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

So rest, my Rest!

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #216 (1918) Meter: 4.4.7.7.6 Lyrics: 1 So rest, my Rest! Thou ever Blest! Thy grave with sinners making; By Thy precious death from sin My dead soul awaking. 2 After Thy strife, Life of my life, Thou'rt in the tomb reposing, Round Thee now a rock-hewn grave, Rock of Ages, closing. 3 How cold art Thou, My Savior, now! Thy fervent love hath driven Thee into the cold, dark grave, Thst I might gain heaven. 4 Breath of all breath! I know from death Thou wilt my dust awaken; Wherefore should I dread the grave, Or my faith be shaken? 5 To me the tomb Shall be a room Where I lie down on roses; Who by faith hath conquered death, Sweetly there reposes. 6 The body dies-- Naught else--and lies In dust, until victorious From the grace it shall arise Beautiful and glorious. 7 Meantime I will, My Savior, still Deep in my bosom lay Thee, Ever musing on Thy death: Leave me not, I pray Thee! Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #217 (1918) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus, who, our souls to save, Didst rest and slumber in the grave, Now grant us all in Thee to rest, And here to live as seems Thee best. 2 Give us the strength, the dauntless faith, That Thou hast purchased with Thy death, And lead us to that glorious place, Where we shall see the Father's face. 3 O Lamb of God, who once wast slain, We thank Thee for that bitter pain. Let us share in Thy death, that we May enter into life with Thee. Topics: Passion of Christ Languages: English

Awake, my heart, with gladness

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #218 (1918) Meter: 7.6.7.6.6.6.6.6 Lyrics: 1 Awake, my heart, with gladness, See what today is done! Now after gloom and sadness Comes forth the glorious Sun! My Savior there was laid Where our bed must be made When to the realms of light Our spirit wings its flight. 2 They in the grave did sink Him, The Foe held jubilee; Before he can bethink him, Lo! Christ again is free, And "Victory!" He cries, And waveth toward the skies His banner, for the field Is by the Hero held. 3 Upon the grave is standing The Hero, looking round; The Foe, no more withstanding, His weapons on the ground Throws down, his hellish power To Christ he must give o'er, And to the Victor's bands Must yield his feet and hands. 4 This is a sight that gladdens And fills my heart with glee; Now, naughtsoever saddens My soul, nor takes from me My trust or fortitude, Or any precious good Which by His victory My Saviour gained for me. 5 Hell and its prince, the Devil, Now of their power are shorn, I now am safe from evil, And sin I laugh to scorn; Grim Death with all its might Cannot my soul affright; He is a powerless form, Howe’er he rage and storm. 6 The world against me rageth, Its fury I disdain; Though bitter war it wageth, Its work is all in vain. My heart from care is free, Misfortune now is play, No trouble troubles me, And night is bright as day. 7 I cleave now and forever, To Christ, a member true; My Head will leave me never, Whate’er He passeth through; He treads the world beneath His feet, and conquers death And hell, and breaks sin's thrall I'm with Him through it all. 8 To glory He ascendeth, I follow Him fore'er, For Christ, my Head, defendeth His member from all care: No enemy I fear, Because my Head is near; My Saviour is my Shield, By Him all rage is stilled. 9 He brings me to the portal That opens into bliss, Where graved in words immortal This golden scripture is: "Who there are scorned with me Here with me crowned shall be; Who there with me shall die Shall here be raised as I!" Topics: Easter Languages: English

Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #219 (1918) Meter: 8.6.8.6 Lyrics: 1 Father of Jesus Christ, my Lord, My Saviour, and my Head, I trust in Thee, whose powerful word Hath rais'd Him from the dead. 2 Thou know'st for my offence He died, And rose again for me; Fully and freely justified, That I might live to Thee. 3 Eternal life to all mankind Thou hast in Jesus given; And all who seek, in Him, shall find The happiness of heaven. 4 Obedient faith, that waits on Thee, Thou never wilt reprove; But Thou wilt form Thy Son in me, And perfect me in love. 5 To Thee the glory of Thy power And faithfulness I give. I shall in Christ, at that glad hour, And Christ in me shall live. Topics: Easter Languages: English

Jesus Christ, my sure Defence

Hymnal: ELHL1918 #220 (1918) Meter: 7.8.7.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus Christ, my sure Defence And my Savior, ever liveth; Knowing this, my confidence Rests upon the hope it giveth, Though the night of death be fraught Still with many an anxious thought. 2 Jesus, my Redeemer, lives! I, too, unto life must waken; Endless joy my Savior gives; Shall my courage then be shaken? Shall I fear? or could the Head Rise and leave His members dead? 3 Nay, too closely am I bound Unto Him by hope forever; Faith's strong hand the Rock hath found, Grasped it, and will leave it never; Even death now cannot part From its Lord the trusting heart. 4 I am only flesh and blood, And on this corruption seizeth; But I know my Lord and God From the grave my body raiseth, That with Him eternally In HIs glory I may be. 5 Glorified I shall again With this skin then be enshrouded, In this body I shall then See my God with eyes unclouded, In this flesh I then shall see Jesus Christ eternally. 6 Then these eyes my Lord shall know, My Redeemer and my Brother; In His love my soul shall glow,-- I myself, and not another! Only there shall disappear Weakness in and round me here. 7 What now sickens, mourns, and sighs, Christ with Him in glory bringeth; Earthly is the seed and dies, Heavenly from the grave it springeth; Natural is the death we die, Spiritual our life on high. 8 Then take comfort, nay, rejoice! For His members Christ will cherish; Fear not, they will know His voice, Though awhile they seem to perish, When the final trump is heard, And the deaf, cold grave is stirred. 9 Laugh to scorn the gloomy grave, And at death no longer tremble, For the Lord, who comes to save, Round Him shall His saints assemble, Raising them o'er all their foes, Mortal weakness, fear, and woes. 10 Only draw away your heart Now from pleasures base and hollow; Would ye there with Christ have part, Here His footsteps ye must follow; Fix your hearts beyond the skies, Whither ye yourselves would rise! Topics: Easter Languages: English