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Thy life was given for me

Author: Frances Ridley Havergal Hymnal: LHTC1918 #67 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Thy life was given for me! Thy Blood, O Lord, was shed That I might ransomed be, And quickened from the dead. Thy life was given for me: What have I given for Thee? 2 Long years were spent for me In weariness and woe, That through eternity Thy glory I might know. Long years were spent for me: Have I spent one for Thee? 3 Thy Father's home of light, Thy rainbow-circled throne, Were left for earthly night, For wanderings sad and lone. Yea, all was left for me: Have I left aught for Thee? 4 And Thou hast brought to me, Down from Thy home above, Salvation full and free, Thy pardon and Thy love. Great gifts Thou broughtest me: What have I brought to Thee? 5 O let my life be given, My years for Thee be spent; World-fetters all be riven, And joy with suffering blent. Thou gav'st Thyself for me, I give myself to Thee. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: WALTHAM
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Who canst alone For sin atone

Author: Horatius Bonar Hymnal: LHTC1918 #68 (1917) First Line: Thy works, not mine, O Christ Lyrics: 1 Thy works, not mine, O Christ, Speak gladness to this heart; They tell me all is done; They bid my fear depart. To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 2 Thy tears, not mine, O Christ, Have wept my guilt away, And turned this night of mine Into a blesséd day. To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 3 Thy wounds, not mine, O Christ, Can heal my bruiséd soul; Thy stripes, not mine, contain The balm that makes me whole. To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 4 Thy Cross, not mine, O Christ, Has borne the crushing load Of sins that none could bear But the incarnate God. To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? 5 Thy death, not mine, O Christ, Has paid the ransom due; Ten thousand deaths like mine Would have been all too few. To whom, save Thee, Who canst alone For sin atone, Lord, shall I flee? Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: DARWALL'S 148th
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O Jesus, crucified for man

Author: William Walsham How Hymnal: LHTC1918 #69 (1917) Lyrics: 1 O Jesus, crucified for man, O Lamb, all-glorious on Thy throne, Teach Thou our wondering souls to scan The mystery of Thy love unknown. 2 We pray Thee, grant us strength to take Our daily cross, whate’er it be, And gladly for Thine own dear sake In paths of pain to follow Thee. 3 As on our daily way we go, Through light or shade, in calm or strife, O may we bear Thy marks below In conquered sin and chastened life. 4 And week by week this day we ask That holy memories of Thy Cross May sanctify each common task, And turn to gain each earthly loss. 5 Grant us, dear Lord, our cross to bear, Till at Thy feet we lay it down, Win through Thy Blood our pardon there, And through the cross attain the crown. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HAMBURG
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Jesus, Name all names above

Author: Theoctistus of the Studium; John Mason Neale Hymnal: LHTC1918 #70 (1917) Meter: 7.6.7.6.8.8.7.7 Lyrics: 1 Jesus, Name all names above, Jesus, best and dearest, Jesus, Fount of perfect love, Holiest, tenderest, nearest; Jesus, Source of grace completest, Jesus purest, Jesus sweetest, Jesus, Well of power divine, Make me, keep me, seal me Thine! 2 Thou didst call the prodigal; Thou didst pardon Mary; Thou Whose words can never fall, Love can never vary; Thou Whose wounds are ever pleading, And Thy passion interceding, From my misery let me rise To a home in Paradise! 3 Jesus, crowned with thorns for me, Scourged for my transgression, Witnessing, through agony, That Thy good confession; Jesus, clad in purple raiment, For my evils making payment, Let not all Thy woe and pain, Let not Calvary be in vain! 4 When I reach death’s bitter sea, And its waves mount higher, Earthly help forsaking me, As the storm draws nigher: Jesus, leave me not to languish: Helpless, hopeless, full of anguish! Jesus, let me hear Thee say: "Thou shalt be with Me to-day!" Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ST. JOHN DAMASCENE
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Jesus, and shall it ever be

Author: Joseph Grigg; Benjamin Francis Hymnal: LHTC1918 #71 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, and shall it ever be, A mortal man, ashamed of Thee? Ashamed of Thee, Whom angels praise, Whose glories shine through endless days? 2 Ashamed of Jesus! sooner far Let evening blush to own a star; He sheds the beams of light divine O’er this benighted soul of mine. 3 Ashamed of Jesus! just as soon Let midnight be ashamed of noon: ’Tis midnight with my soul, till He, Bright Morning Star, bid darkness flee. 4 Ashamed of Jesus! that dear Friend On whom my hopes of heaven depend! No; when I blush, be this my shame, That I no more revere His Name. 5 Ashamed of Jesus! yes, I may When I’ve no guilt to wash away. No tear to wipe, no good to crave, No fears to quell, no soul to save. 6 Till then--nor is the boasting vain-- Till then I boast a Saviour slain! And O, may this my glory be, That Christ is not ashamed of me. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: BRESLAU
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Art thou weary, art thou languid

Author: John Mason Neale Hymnal: LHTC1918 #72 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Art thou weary, art thou languid, Art thou sore distressed? "Come to Me," saith One, "and coming, Be at rest." 2 Hath He marks to lead me to Him, If He be my Guide? "In His feet and hands are wound-prints And His side." 3 Hath He diadem, as Monarch, That His brow adorns? "Yea, a crown in very surety, But of thorns." 4 If I find Him, if I follow, What His guerdon here? "Many a sorrow, many a labor, Many a tear." 5 If I still hold closely to Him, What hath He at last? "Sorrow vanquished, labor ended, Jordan passed." 6 If I ask Him to receive me, Will He say me nay? "Not till earth and not till heaven Pass away." 7 Finding, following, keeping, struggling, Is He sure to bless? "Saints, apostles, prophets, martyrs, Answer, 'Yes.'" Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: STEPHANOS
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Christian, dost thou see them

Author: Andrew of Crete, d. 732; John Mason Neale Hymnal: LHTC1918 #73a (1917) Lyrics: 1 Christian, dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the hosts of darkness Compass thee around? Christian, up and smite them, Counting gain but loss: Smite them by the merit Of the holy Cross! 2 Christian, dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian, never tremble; Never be down-cast; Gird thee for the battle, Watch and pray and fast. 3 Christian, dost thou hear them How they speak thee fair; “Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?” Christian, answer boldly: “While I breathe, I pray.” Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 Hear the words of Jesus: "O My servant true, Thou art very weary,— I was weary too: But that toil shall make thee, Some day all Mine own, But the end of sorrow Shall be near My Throne.” Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ST. ANDREW OF CRETE
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Christian, dost thou see them

Author: Andrew of Crete, d. 732; John Mason Neale Hymnal: LHTC1918 #73b (1917) Meter: 6.5.6.5 D Lyrics: 1 Christian, dost thou see them On the holy ground, How the hosts of darkness Compass thee around? Christian, up and smite them, Counting gain but loss: Smite them by the merit Of the holy Cross! 2 Christian, dost thou feel them, How they work within, Striving, tempting, luring, Goading into sin? Christian, never tremble; Never be down-cast; Gird thee for the battle, Watch and pray and fast. 3 Christian, dost thou hear them How they speak thee fair; “Always fast and vigil? Always watch and prayer?” Christian, answer boldly: “While I breathe, I pray.” Peace shall follow battle, Night shall end in day. 4 Hear the words of Jesus: "O My servant true, Thou art very weary,— I was weary too: But that toil shall make thee, Some day all Mine own, But the end of sorrow Shall be near My Throne.” Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: HOLY WAR
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Jesus, meek and lowly

Author: Henry Collins Hymnal: LHTC1918 #74 (1917) Lyrics: 1 Jesus, meek and lowly, Saviour, pure and holy, On Thy love relying, Hear me humbly crying. 2 Prince of life and power, My salvation’s tower, On the Cross I view Thee Calling sinners to Thee. 3 There behold me gazing At the sight amazing; Bending low before Thee, Helpless, I adore Thee. 4 By Thy red wounds streaming, With Thy life-blood gleaming, Blood for sinners flowing Pardon free bestowing; 5 By that fount of blessing, Thy dear love expressing, All my aching sadness Turn Thou into gladness. 6 Lord, in mercy guide me, Be Thou e’er beside me; In Thy ways direct me; ’Neath Thy wings protect me. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: ST. MARTIN
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When sorrow and remorse

Author: Justus Gesenius; David Denicke; Catherine Winkworth Hymnal: LHTC1918 #75 (1917) Lyrics: 1 When sorrow and remorse Prey at my heart, to Thee I look, Who on the holy Cross Was slain for wretched me. 2 Thy Passion, Lord, inspires My spirit day by day, That I from all low dark desires Have strength to flee away. 3 Whate'er the burden be, The cross upon me laid, Or want or shame, I look to Thee, Be Thou, O Christ, my Aid. 4 And let Thy sorrows cheer My soul when I depart; Give strength to cast away all fear, Console, sustain my heart. 5 Since Thou hast died for me, Help me to trust Thy grace, That Thou wilt take me up to Thee, Where I shall see Thy face. Amen. Topics: The Church Year Lent Languages: English Tune Title: SOUTHWELL

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