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PART III

Woman, behold thy son!" "Behold thy mother!

1 Jesus, loving to the end

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- ST. JOHN xix. 26, 27

Her whose heart thy sorrows rend,
And thy dearest human friend:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

2 May we in thy sorrows share,
And for thee all peril dare,
And enjoy thy tender care:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

3 May we all thy loved ones be,
All one holy family,
Loving for the love of thee:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

PART IV

"My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?" ST. MATT. xxvii. 46

1 Jesus, whelmed in fears unknown,

With our evil left alone,

While no light from heaven is shown:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

2 When we vainly seem to pray,
And our hope seems far away,
In the darkness be our stay:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

3 Though no Father seem to hear,
Though no light our spirits cheer,
Tell our faith that God is near:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

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1 Jesus, in thy thirst and pain,

While thy wounds thy life-blood drain,
Thirsting more our love to gain:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

2 Thirst for us in mercy still;
All thy holy work fulfill:
Satisfy thy loving will:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

3 May we thirst thy love to know;
Lead us in our sin and woe
Where the healing waters flow:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

PART VI

"It is finished."- ST. JOHN xix. 30

1 Jesus, all our ransom paid,
All thy Father's will obeyed,
By thy sufferings perfect made:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

2 Save us in our soul's distress,
Be our help to cheer and bless,
While we grow in holiness:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

3 Brighten all our heavenward way,
With an ever holier ray,

Till we pass to perfect day:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

PART VII

Father, into thy hands I commend my spirit."- ST. LUKE Xxiii. 46

1 Jesus, all thy labour vast,
All thy woe and conflict past,
Yielding up thy soul at last:
Hear us, Holy Jesus.

2 When the death shades round us lower,
Guard us from the tempter's power,
Keep us in that trial hour:

Hear us, Holy Jesus.

3 May thy life and death supply
Grace to live and grace to die,
Grace to reach the home on high:
Hear us, Holy Jesus. Amen,

Thomas B. Pollock, 1870

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Easter-Even

ESTING from his work to-day,
In the tomb the Saviour lay;
Still he slept, from head to feet
Shrouded in the winding sheet,
Lying in the rock alone,
Hidden by the sealed stone,

2 Late at even there was seen
Watching long the Magdalene;
Early, ere the break of day,
Sorrowful she took her way
To the holy garden glade,
Where her buried Lord was laid.

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3 So with thee, till life shall end,
I would solemn vigil spend:
Let me hew thee, Lord, a shrine
In this rocky heart of mine,
Where in pure embalmèd cell
None but thou may ever dwell.

4 Myrrh and spices will I bring,
True affection's offering;

Close the door from sight and sound
Of the busy world around;

And in patient watch remain

Till my Lord appear again. Amen.

Thomas Whytehead, 1842, cento

HE grave itself a garden is,

THE

Where loveliest flowers abound;
Since Christ, our never-fading life,
Sprang from that holy ground.

2 O give us grace to die to sin,
That we, O Lord, may have

A holy, happy rest in thee,
A Sabbath in the grave.

3 Thou, Lord, baptized in thine own blood,
And buried in the grave,

Didst raise thyself to endless life,
Omnipotent to save.

4 Baptized into thy death we died,
And buried were with thee,

That we might live with thee to God,
And ever blest might be.

C.M.

5 Lord, through the grave and gate of death
May we, with thee, arise
To an eternal Easter day
Of glory in the skies!

Amen.

Christopher Wordsworth, 1862

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PARADISE, O Paradise,

Who doth not crave for rest?

Who would not seek the happy land
Where they that loved are blest;
Where loyal hearts and true
Stand ever in the light,

All rapture, through and through,
In God's most holy sight.

2 0 Paradise, O Paradise,

The world is growing old;
Who would not be at rest and free
Where love is never cold?
Where loyal hearts, etc.

3 0 Paradise, O Paradise,
We long to sin no more;
We long to be as pure on earth
As on thy spotless shore;
Where loyal hearts, etc.

4 O Paradise, O Paradise,

We shall not wait for long;
E'en now the loving ear may catch
Faint fragments of thy song;
Where loyal hearts, etc.

5 Lord Jesus, King of Paradise,
O keep us in thy love,

And guide us to that happy land
Of perfect rest above;

Where loyal hearts, etc. Amen.

Frederick W. Faber, 1862, alt

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