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"Stricken, smitten, and afflicted"

Hymnal: ELH1880 #72 (1880) 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 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: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

"'Tis finished!" so the Savior cried

Hymnal: ELH1880 #73 (1880) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 "'Tis finished!" so the Savior cried, And meekly bowed His head and died; 'Tis finished--yes the race is run, The battle fought, the vict'ry won. 2 'Tis finished! all that heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfilled, as was designed, In Thee, the Savior of mankind. 3 'Tis finished!--Aaron now no more Must stain His robes with purple gore; The sacred veil is rent in twain, And Jewish rites no more remain. 4 'Tis finished!--man is reconciled To God, and powers of darkness spoiled: Peace, love, and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. 5 'Tis finished!--Let the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: 'Tis finished!--Let the echo fly, Through heaven and hell, through earth and sky. Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

When on the cross the Savior hung

Hymnal: ELH1880 #74 (1880) Lyrics: 1 When on the cross the Savior hung, And that sore load that on Him weighed With bitter pangs His nature wrung, Seven words amid His pain He said: O let them well to heart be laid! 2 "Father, forgive these men," He spake, "For lo! they know not what they do; Nor of my sufferings vengeance take!" And when we sin in weakness, too, For us, dear Lord, this prayer renew! 3 He thought upon the thief, and said,-- "Thou shalt behold my Paradise With me, ere yet this day be fled." Lord, see us too with pitying eyes, And raise us from our miseries! 4 His mother stood beside Him there; "Behold thy son! And let her find A son, O John, in thy true care." Lord, care for those we leave behind, Nor let the world prove all unkind! 5 Once more He saith:--"I thirst, I thirst!" O Prince of Life! that we might be Rescued from death, Thou dar'st the worst. So dost Thou long to set us free! Not fruitless be that thirst in Thee! 6 Again, "My God, My God," He cried, "Ah why dost Thou forsake me thus?" Thou art forsaken at this tide, To win acceptance, Lord, for us; O comfort deep and marvellous! 7 He saith--"Lo! it is finished now!" Savior, thy perfect work is done! O make us faithful, Lord, as Thou, No trial and no cross to shun, Till all Thou lay'st on us be done. 8 At last,--"My Father, to Thine hands My parting soul I now commend." Lord, when my spirit trembling stands Upon life's verge, this cry I send To Thee, and with Thy words I end. 9 Whoso shall ponder oft these words When long-past sins his soul alarm, Shall find the hope Thy cross accords, And in Thy grace a healing balm That brings the wounded conscience calm. 10 Lord Jesus Christ, who diedst for us, This one thing grant us evermore; To ponder o'er thy passion thus, Till truer, deeper than before, We learn to love Thee and adore! Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

Lamb of God, without blemish!

Hymnal: ELH1880 #75 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Lamb of God, without blemish! On Calv'ry slainand suspended; Alway patient and lowly, Howe'er vile scoffers offended; All sin hast thou borne for us, Else would despair reign o'er us: Have mercy on us, O Jesus! 2 Lamb of God, without blemish! On Calv'ry slain and suspended; Alway patient and lowly, Howe'er vile scoffers offended; All sin hast thou borne for us, Else would despair reign o'er us: Have mercy on us, O Jesus! 3 Lamb of God, without blemish! On Calv'ry slain and suspended; Alway patient and lowly, Howe'er vile scoffers offended; All sin hast thou borne for us, Else would despair reign o'er us; Give to us Thy peace, O Jesus! Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

Lord Jesus, who our souls to save

Hymnal: ELH1880 #76 (1880) 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 partake Thy death, that we May enter into Life with Thee! Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

Lord Jesus Christ! Thy precious blood

Hymnal: ELH1880 #77 (1880) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: 1 Lord Jesus Christ! Thy precious blood Is to my soul the highest good: Of all my sins a perfect cure, It quickens me and makes me pure. 2 Thy blood, my spotless glorious dress, Thy innocence, my righteousness: Before my God I pardoned stand, And enter, crowned, the heav'nly land. 3 Lord Jesus Christ, Thou Son of God! My Throne of Grace, my Staff and Rod! Thy precious blood, Thy quick'ning power My spirit strengthen every hour. 4 Let me not draw my dying breath In fear of Satan, hell, and death; O Christ! let this my comfort be: Thy blood from sin hath made me free! Topics: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

O darkest Woe! Ye tears forth flow!

Hymnal: ELH1880 #78 (1880) Lyrics: 1 O darkest Woe! Ye tears forth flow! Has earth so sad a wonder, That 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 son 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 Behold thy Lord, The Lamb of God, Blood-sprinkled 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 Yea, blest is he, Whose heart shall be Fix'd here, and apprehendeth Why the Lord of glory thus To the grave descendeth. 7 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: The Church Year Passion Languages: English

Hallelujah! Lo, He wakes!

Hymnal: ELH1880 #79 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Hallelujah! Lo, He wakes! Lives! o'er death and hell victorious; Earth in awe with trembling quakes, As the hero rises glorious; He who died on Golgotha, Jesus lives, Hallelujah! 2 Hallelujah! see the tomb, Ye, who o'er His death are pining: Dry your tears, to joy give room, While the radiant sun is shining. Hear the angel's Gloria! Jesus lives, Hallelujah! 3 Hallelujah! why seek ye Yet among the dead the living? Christ is ris'n in majesty! Hence away with gloomy grieving, Join with her of Magdala: Jesus lives, Hallelujah! 4 Hallelujah! then I cry; Christ too will from death restore me, Take me to His throne on high, Whither He has gone before me. Faith exults: Victoria! Jesus lives! Hallelujah! Topics: The Church Year Easter Languages: English

O death! where is thy cruel sting?

Hymnal: ELH1880 #80 (1880) Lyrics: 1 O death! where is thy cruel sting? O grave! where is thy power? What harm to us can Satan bring Though threatening to devour? Thanks be to God! of glorious might, Who conquered for us in this fight Through Jesus Christ our Captain. 2 How fiercely the arch-serpent raged, When Christ his might contested? Yet Christ, though all hell's hosts engaged, Their prowess from them wrested. And though the serpent pricked his heel, Yet was he made its weight to feel; His hear is bruised forever. 3 And now Christ comes to life again, And breaks death's chain asunder; He binds the foe, takes hell amain, And wrests from him his plunder. No power an stay the Victor's march, He enters the triumphal arch:-- All must succumb before Him. 4 A death to death, to hell a pest, Christ is become by dying; Still Satan rages without rest With murd'rous will and lying. And since he cannot come with might, He turns accuser, day and night; But judged, he stands rejected. 5 The Lord's right hand, His holy arm, The victory retaineth; No might of foes can Him disarm, The glory His remaineth. Now sin and Satan, death and hell, Are ousted from their citadel; Their wrath is fierce, yet pow'rless. 6 The Christ of God, God's Son was dead; But lo, He ever liveth! As He arose, our living Head, So life to us He giveth. Now, who believes on Jesus' Word From death and grave shall be restored, And live, e'en though he dieth. 7 He who with Christ arises here By faith and daily sorrow, The second death need never fear: Heaven's his eternal morrow. Death's swallowed up in victory And life and immortality Are brought to light by Jesus. 8 Forgiveness, peace, joy, righteousness, On earth and there in heaven-- These are the Easter-spoils that bless The hearts to Jesus given. So we, His heirs, wait patiently Until our bodies fashioned by Like His own glorious body. 9 The ancient dragon, with his brood,, Is hurled to degradation; They lay a mock, with scorn subdued, When Christ rose with salvation. The gain of our triumphant Head Is ours, His members; hence we dread No more the serpent's power. 10 O Death! where is thy cruel sting? O grave! where is thy power? What harm to us can Satan bring Though threatening to devour? Thanks be to God! of glorious might, Who conquered for us in this fight Through Jesus Christ our Captain. Topics: The Church Year Easter Languages: English

Angel, roll the rock away

Hymnal: ELH1880 #81 (1880) Lyrics: 1 Angel, roll the rock away; Death, yield up the mighty prey: See, He rises from the tomb, Glowing with immortal bloom. 2 'Tis the Savior! angels, raise Fame's eternal trump of praise; Let the earth's remotest bound Hear the joy-inspiring sound. 3 Heav'n displays its portals wide; Glorious Hero, through them ride: King of glory! mount Thy throne, Thy great Father's, and Thine own. 4 Host of heav'n, seraphic fires! Raptured, sweep your sounding lyres; Sons of men! in humbler strain Sing your mighty Savior's reign. 5 Ev'ry note with wonder swell; Sin o'erthrown, and captive hell! Where is now, O Death! thy sting? Where thy terrors, vanquished king? Topics: The Church Year Easter Languages: English