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GERHARDT 7.6. 7. 6. D.

Joseph P. Holbrook, 1862

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3 What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered 4 What language shall I borrow Was all for sinners' gain :

To thank Thee, dearest Friend, Mine, mine was the transgression, For this Thy dying sorrow, But Thine the deadly pain.

Thy pity without end ? Lo, here I fall, my Saviour !

( make me Thine for ever ; 'Tis I deserve Thy place ;

And should I fainting be, Look on me with Thy favor,

Lord, let me never, never
Vouchsafe to me Thy grace.

Outlive my love to Thee.
Ascribed to Bernard of Clairvaux (1091-1153). Tr. Rev. Paul

Gerhardt, 1656. Tr. Rev. James W. Alexander, 1830

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My rich-est gain I

count but loss, And pour contempt on all my pride. A-MEN.

2 Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast, Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,

Save in the death of Christ my God: Or thorns compose so rich a crown? All the vain things that charm me most, 4 Were the whole realm of nature mine, I sacrifice them to His blood.

That were a present far too small; 3 See, from His head, His hands, His feet, Love so amazing, so Divine, Sorrow and love flow mingled down: Demands my soul, my life, my all.

Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707

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'Tis midnight; in the gar-den, now, The suffering Saviour prays a

lone.

A - MEN.

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2 Follow to the judgment-hall; 4 Early hasten to the tomb

View the Lord of life arraigned. Where they laid His breathless clay:
O the wormwood and the gall ! All is solitude and gloom ;
O the pangs His soul sustained ! Who hath taken Him away?
Shun not suffering, shame, or loss; Christ is risen! He meets our eyes.
Learn of Him to bear the cross. Saviour, teach us so to rise.

James Montgomery, 1820 (text of 1853) 92 (ZEPHYR) L. M. I 'TIS midnight; and on Olive's brow 3 'Tis midnight; and, for others' guilt,

The star is dimmed that lately shone : The Man of Sorrows weeps in blood : 'Tis midnight; in the garden, now, Yet He that hath in anguish knelt

The suffering Saviour prays alone. Is not forsaken by His God. 2 'Tis midnight; and, from all removed, 4 'Tis midnight; from the heavenly plains

Emmanuel wrestles lone with fears: Is borne the song that angels know: E’en the disciple that He loved Unheard by mortals are the strains Heeds not his Master's grief and tears. That sweetly soothe the Saviour's woe.

William B. Tappan, 1827

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2 When the woes of life o’ertake me, 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure,

Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, By the cross are sanctified; Never shall the cross forsake me: Peace is there that knows no measure,

Lo! it glows with peace and joy. Joys that through all time abide. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming 5 In the cross of Christ I glory,

Light and love upon my way, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; From the cross the radiance streaming All the light of sacred story Adds more lustre to the day.

Gathers round its head sublime.

Sir John Bowring, 1825 DORRNANCE 8. 7. 8.7.

Isaac B. Woodbury, 1848

1 Sweet the mo-ments, rich in bless-ing, Which be - fore the

cross I spend;

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Life and health and peace pos-sess - ing From the sin-ner's dy-ing Friend. A-MEN.

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94 ZION 8.7. 8. 7. 4. 7.

Thomas Hastings, 1830
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2. “It is finished !”—O what pleasure 4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,

Do these precious words afford; Join to sing the pleasing theme;
Heavenly blessings, without measure, All in earth, and all in heaven,
Flow to us from Christ the Lord : Join to praise Emmanuel's Name :
“ It is finished !”

Alleluia !
Saints, the dying words record. Glory to the bleeding Lamb.

Rev. Jonathan Evans, 1784

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95 (DORRNANCE) 8. 7. 8. 7.
i SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, 3 Truly blessèd is this station,
Which before the cross I spend ;

Low before His cross to lie,
Life and health and peace possessing While I see Divine compassion

From the sinner's dying Friend. Pleading in His languid eye. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing 4 Love and grief my heart dividing,

Mercy's streams in streams of blood; With my tears His feet I'll bathe ; Precious drops, my soul bedewing,

Constant still in faith abiding, Plead and claim my peace with God. Life deriving from His death.

Rev. Walter Shirley, 1770 (based on Rev. James Allen, 1757): verse 3, 1. 4, alt.

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