67 68 FORT Ash Wednesday. 7. 7. 7. 7. ; 1 TORTY days and forty nights Flesh or spirit should assail, THE C. M. 1 THE sacred season now doth call And bids both priest and people all 2 But come not thou with tears alone, 69 But let it in thy heart be known 3 Thy breast to beat, thy clothes to rend, Thy stubborn soul He bids thee bend 4 Oh, let us then with heartfelt grief 5 O righteous Judge, in mercy deign We pray for time to turn again, Palm Sunday. 7. 6. 7. 6. LL glory, laud, and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King, To whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring. All glory, etc. 2 Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son, Who in the Lord's name comest, The King and blessed One. All glory, etc. 3 The company of angels Are praising Thee on high; And mortal men, and all things 4 Of old glad Zion's people All glory, etc. With palms before Thee went, And we adoring anthems Will still, O Lord, present. All glory, etc. 70 5 To Thee, before Thy passion, One melody we raise. 6 Accept our grateful homage; And while Thy servants sing, Be present now to bless us, 1 All glory, etc. Thou good and gracious King. All glory, etc. R1 L. M. IDE on! ride on in majesty! O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin 71 1 Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain; Good Friday. C. M. behold, your God Man's sinful likeness wears; Behold, upon the accursed tree 2 O Christ, with wondering minds we see 72 Did God consent to suffer thus, 3 No, Saviour, no! the power of death To save us, not from earthly woe, 4 The flesh may shrink; but we submit, So Thou by grace enable us To bear it after Thee. 5 Thy stripes have healed us, and Thy blood Our guilty stains effaced; Then may Thy name by sins of ours 8. 7. 8. 7. 4. 7. ARK! the voice of love and mercy 1 H Sounds aloud from Calvary: Blest the word, though rocks be rending, Hear the dying Saviour cry. Let all hearts the truth record 3 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs Chant His praises, spread His fame, All in earth and all in heaven Join the triumph to proclaim : "It is finished! Glory to Emmanuel's name! 73 74 O bleeding Head, so wounded, 2 I see Thy strength and vigour Oh love to sinners free! Oh turn Thy face on me. 1 SEE 7.7.7.7. EE the destined day arise, Jesus, to redeem our loss, 2 Jesus, who but Thou had borne, |