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Ride on! ride on in majesty!

Author: H.H. Milman Hymnal: LHPN1913 #293 (1913) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Ride on! ride on in majesty! Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry: 0 Savior meek, pursue Thy road With palms and scattered garments strowed. 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die! 0 Christ, Thy triumphs now begin O'er captive death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on, ride on in majesty! The angel armies of the sky Look down with sad and wondering eyes To see the approaching Sacrifice. 4 Ride on, ride on in majesty! Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh; The Father on His sapphire throne Expects His own anointed Son. 5 Ride on, ride on, in majesty! In lowly pomp ride on to die; Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain, Then take, 0 God, Thy power and reign. Topics: The Church Year Sixth Sunday in Lent; The Church Year Sixth Sunday in Lent Tune Title: [Ride on! ride on in majesty!]

We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen

Author: Anna B. Warner Hymnal: LHPN1913 #294 (1913) Lyrics: 1 We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen Across this little landscape of our life; We would see Jesus, our weak faith to strengthen, For the last weariness, the final strife. 2 We would see Jesus, the great rock foundation Whereon our feet were set with sovereign grace; Nor life nor death, with all their agitation, Can thence remove us, if we see His face. 3 We would see Jesus: other lights are paling, Which for long years we have rejoiced to see; The blessings of our pilgrimage are failing; We would not mourn them, for we go to Thee. 4 We would see Jesus; yet the spirit lingers Round the dear objects it has loved so long, And earth from earth can scarce unclasp its fingers; Our love to Thee makes not this love less strong. 5 We would see Jesus: sense is all too binding, And heaven appears too dim, too far away; We would see Thee, Thyself our hearts reminding What Thou hast suffered, our great debt to pay. 6 We would see Jesus: this is all we're needing; Strength, joy, and willingness come with the sight; We would see Jesus, dying, risen,pleading; Then welcome day, and farewell mortal night! Topics: The Church Year Sixth Sunday in Lent; The Church Year Sixth Sunday in Lent Tune Title: [We would see Jesus; for the shadows lengthen]

Love divine, all love excelling

Author: C. Wesley Hymnal: LHPN1913 #295 (1913) Lyrics: 1 Love divine, all love excelling, Joy of heaven, to earth come down! Fix in us Thy humble dwelling, All Thy faithful mercies crown. Jesus, Thou art all compassion, Pure, unbounded love Thou art, Visit us with Thy salvation; Enter every trembling heart! 2 Breathe, O breathe Thy loving Spirit Into every troubled breast! Let us all in Thee inherit, Let us find Thy promised rest. Take away the love of sinning, Alpha and Omega be; End of faith, as its beginning, Set our hearts at liberty. 3 Come, almighty, to deliver, Let us all Thy life receive; Graciously return, and never, Nevercmore, Thy temples leave! Thee we would be always blessing, Serve Thee as Thy hosts above, Pray, and praise Thee without ceasing, Glory in Thy perfect love. 4 Finish, then, Thy new creation, Pure and spotless let us be; Let us see Thy great salvation Perfectly restored in Thee, Changed from glory into glory, Till in heaven we take our place, Till we cast our crowns before Thee, Lost in wonder, love, and praise. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Love to God and the Savior; Regeneration Tune Title: [Love divine, all love excelling]

His trial o'er, and now, beneath

Author: C. Coffin Hymnal: LHPN1913 #296 (1913) Lyrics: 1 His trial o'er, and now, beneath His own cross faintly bending, Jesus the fatal hill of death Is wearily ascending. And now, His hands and feet pierced through, Upon the cross thy raise Him, Where even now, in distant view, The eye of faith surveys Him. 2 O wondrous love, which God most high Toward man was please to cherish! His sinless Son He gave to die, That sinners might not perish. Our sins's pollution to remove, His blood was asked and given; So mighty was the Saviors's love, So vast the wrath of heaven. 3 Yes! 'tis the cross that breaks the rod And chain of condemnation, And makes a league 'twist man and God, For our entire salvation. O praise the Father, praise the Son, The Lamb for sinners given, And Holy Ghost, through whom alone Our hearts are raised to heaven. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week Tune Title: [His trial o'er, and now, beneath]

O what precious balm and healing

Author: Bernard of Clairvaux; J. Heermann Hymnal: LHPN1913 #297 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 O what precious balm and healing, Jesus, in Thy wounds I find! Every hour that I am feeling Pains of body and of mind; Should some evil thought rush in, And provoke my soul to sin, Thoughts of Thy deep wounds, from sinning Keep me in its first beginning. 2 Should some lust or sharp temptation Prove too strong for flesh and blood, Lo! I think upon Thy passion, And the breach is soon made good: Or should Satan press me hard, Thinking I am off my guard, Christ, I say, for me was wounded, And the tempter flees confounded. 3 If the world my heart entices On the broad and easy road, And doth by its gay devices Silence every thought of God, When the heavy load I see Which, dear Lord, was laid on Thee, I can still each wild emotion, Calm and blest in my devotion. 4 Yes, whate'er may pain or grieve me, Thy dear wounds can make me whole; When my heart sinks, they revive me, Life pours in upon my soul: May Thy comfort render sweet Every bitter cup I meet; Thou who by Thy death and passion Hast procured my soul's salvation. 5 Lord, on Thee alone I stay me, Safely hid beneath Thy wing; Death can neither hurt nor slay me, Thy death took away his sting: That I may in Thee have part, Comfort, strengthen, heal my heart; Light, and life, and love bestowing, All from Thy free mercy flowing. 6 Well of life, if Thou art nigh me, Springing deep within my heart, When the last dread hour shall try me, I can feel no inward smart: If I hide myself in Thee, Not a foe can injure me; He shall overcome who hideth In Thy wounds, and there abideth. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Rédemption; Sanctification Tune Title: [O what precious balm and healing]

On my heart imprint Thine image

Author: T. Kingo Hymnal: LHPN1913 #298 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: On my heart imprint Thine image, Blessed Jesus, King of grace, That life's riches, cares, and pleasures Have no power Thee to efface; This the superscription be: Jesus, crucified for me, Is my life, my hope's foundation, And my glory and salvation. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Heavenly Mind Tune Title: [On my heart imprint Thine image]

Jesus, who for my transgression

Author: A. T. Russell Hymnal: LHPN1913 #299 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, who for my transgression Didst the shameful cross endure, And didst there the blest possession Of Thy joys to me insure: May my praise be ever telling Of Thy love, all love excelling. 2 Wondrous woes that brought salvation! Wondrous grace to sinners shown! Heaven is wrapt in contemplation Of His love, whom men disown! O my soul! wilt thou disown Him? Wilt not thou, my heart, enthrone Him? 3 Who but He can bless thy weeping? Who but He can soothe thy grief? Only safe beneath His keeping, Thou in Him hast sure relief: To the cross He came to bless thee; Let His love, my soul, possess thee! 4 Lord! each though and inclination, All my heart and will inspire That my sou, Thy new creation, Thee may serve with pure desire; Daily Thy great love reviewing, Daily thus my sins subduing! Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Consecration Tune Title: [Jesus, who for my transgressions]

Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended

Author: J. Heermann Hymnal: LHPN1913 #300 (1913) Meter: 11.11.11.5 Lyrics: 1 Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended, That man to judge Thee hath in hate pretended? By foes derided, by Thine own rejected, O most afflicted! 2 Who was the guilty? Who brought this upon Thee? Alas, my treason, Jesus, hath undone Thee! ’Twas I, Lord Jesus, I it was denied Thee: I crucified Thee. 3 Lo, the good Shepherd for the sheep is offered; The slave hath sinnéd, and the Son hath suffered; For man’s atonement, while he nothing heedeth, God intercedeth. 4 For me, kind Jesus, was Thy incarnation, Thy mortal sorrow, and Thy life’s oblation; Thy death of anguish and Thy bitter passion, For my salvation. 5 Therefore, kind Jesus, since I cannot pay Thee, I do adore Thee, and will ever pray Thee: Think on Thy pity and Thy love unswerving, Not my deserving. Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Jesus Christ Our Shepherd Tune Title: [Ah, holy Jesus, host Thou offended]

A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth

Author: P. Gerhardt Hymnal: LHPN1913 #301 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8.7.8.8.7 Lyrics: 1 A Lamb goes uncomplaining forth, The guilt of all men bearing; Laden with all the sins of earth, None else the burden sharing! Goes patient on, grows weak and faint, To slaughter led without complaint, That spotless life to offer; Bears shame, and stripes, and wounds and death, Anguish and mockery, and saith, "Willing all this I suffer." 2 That Lamb is Lord of death and life, God over all forever; The Father's Son, whom to that strife Love doth for us deliver! O mighty Love! what hast Thou done! The Father offers up His Son-- The Son content descendeth! O Love, O Love! how strong art Thou! In shroud and grave Thou lay'st Him low Whose word the mountains rendeth! 3 Him on the cross, O Love, Thou lay'st, Fast to that torture nailing, Him as a spotless Lamb Thou slay'st; His heart and flesh are failing-- The body with that crimson flood, That precious tide of noble blood, The heart with anguish breaking! O Lamb! what shall I render Thee For all Thy tender love to me, Or what return be making? 4 My lifelong days would I still Thee Be steadfastly beholding; Thee ever, as Thou ever me, With loving arms enfolding. And when my heart grows faint and chill, My heart's undying light, O still Abide unchanged before me! Myself Thy heritage I sign, Ransomed to be forever Thine, My only hope and glory. 5 I of Thy majesty and grace Would night and day be singing; A sacrifice of joy and praise Myself to Thee still bringing. My steam of life shall flow to Thee Its steadfast current ceaselessly In praise to Thee outpouring; And all the good Thou dost to me I'll treasure in my memory, Deep in my heart's depths storing! 6 Shrine of my heart, give larger space For wealth that passeth measure! Thou must become a royal place For all-excelling treasure. Away, world, with thy golden hoard, And all the glories in thee stored, My treasure is in heaven: For I have found true riches now; My treasure, Christ, my Lord art Thou Thy blood so freely given! 7 This treasure ever I employ, This ever aid shall yield me; In sorrow it shall be my joy, In conflict it shall shield me. In joy, the music of my feast; And when all else has lost its zest, This manna still shall feed me; In thirst my drink, in want my food, Mu company in solitude, To comfort and to lead me! 8 And when I enter on Thy joys With Thee Thy kingdom sharing, Thyself my robe of triumph, Lord, Thy blood my right declaring, Shall place upon my head the crown, Shall lead me to the Father's throne, And raiment fit provide me; Till I, by Him to Thee betrothed, By Thee in bridal costume clothed, Stand as a bride beside Thee! Topics: The Lent Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; Atonement Tune Title: [Ah, holy Jesus, how hast Thou offended]

Over Kedron Jesus treadeth

Author: Thomas Kingo Hymnal: LHPN1913 #302 (1913) Meter: 8.7.8.7.7.7.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Over Kedron Jesus treadeth To His passion for us all; Every human eye be weeping, Tears of bitter grief let fall! Round His spirit flock the foes, Place their shafts and bend their bows, Aiming at the Savior solely, While the world forsakes Him wholly. 2 David once, with heart afflicted, Crossed the Kedron's narrow strand, Clouds of gloom and grief about him When an exile from his land. But, O Jesus, blacker now Bends the cloud above Thy brow, Hasting to death's dreary portals For the shame and sin of mortals. 3 See how, anguish-struck, He falleth Prostrate, and with struggling breath, Three times on His God He calleth, Praying that the bitter death And the cup of doom may go, Still He cries, in all His woe: "Not My will, but Thine, O Father!" And the angels round Him gather. 4 See how, in that hour of darkness, Battling with the evil power, Agonies untold assail Him, On His soul the arrows shower; All the garden flowers are wet With the drops of bloody sweat, From His anguished frame distilling-- World's redemption thus fulfilling! 5 But, O flowers, so sadly watered By this pure and precious dew, In some blessed hour your blossoms 'Neath the olive-shadows grew! Eden's garden did not bear Aught that can with you compare, For the blood, thus freely given, Makes my soul the heir of heaven. 6 When as flowers themselves I wither When I droop and fade life grass When the life-streams through my pulses Dull and ever duller pass, When at last they cease to roll Then, to cheer my singing soul, Grace of Jesus, be Thou given-- Source of triumph! pledge of heaven! Topics: The Church Year Lent and Passion Week; The Church Year Lent and Passion Week Tune Title: [Over Kedron Jesus treadeth]