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Types and shadows have their ending,

For the newer rite is here ;
Faith, the outward sense befriending,

Makes the inward vision clear, 6 Glory let us give, and blessing,

To the Father and the Son,
Honour, might, and praise addressing,

While eternal ages run ;
Ever too His love confessing
Who, from Both, with Both is One. Amen.

St. T. Aquinas. 7. M. Neale. (tr. *)

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O THE mystery, passing wonder

When, reclining at the board,
“Eat," Thou said'st to Thy Disciples,

“ That True Bread with quickening stored : Drink in faith the healing Chalice

From a dying God outpoured.”
Christ is now our mighty Pascha,

Eaten for our mystic Bread ;
As a Lamb led out to slaughter,

And for this world offered :
Take we of His broken Body,

Drink we of the Blood He shed.
3 Christ to all the world gives banquet

On that most celestial Meat:
Him, albeit with lips all earthly,

Yet with holy hearts we greet:
Him, the sacrificial Pascha,

Priest and Victim all complete.

4 Glory let us give, and blessing,

To the Father and the Son,
Honour, might, and praise addressing,

While eternal ages run ;
Ever, too, His Love confessing,
Who, from Both, with Both is One. Amen.

St. Andrew of Crete. 7. M. Neale. (tr.)

Good Friday.

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Lustra sex qui jam peregit.
SEE the destined day arise !
See, a willing Sacrifice,
To redeem our fatal loss,
Jesus hangs upon the Cross !

2 Jesus, who but Thou had borne,

Lifted on that tree of scorn,
Every pang and bitter throe,
Finishing Thy life of woe?

3 Who but Thou had dared to drain

Steeped in gall the cup of pain ;
And with tender body bear
Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear?

4 Thence poured forth the Water flowed,

Mingled from Thy Side with Blood;
Sign to all attesting eyes
Of the finished Sacrifice.

5 Holy Jesus, grant us grace

In that Sacrifice to place
All our trust for life renewed,
Pardoned sin, and promised good. Amen."

Bp. R. Mant. (tr.)

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1 O COME and mourn with me awhile,

And tarry here the Cross beside ;
O come together let us mourn ;

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

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Have we no tears to shed for Him,

While soldiers scoff and Jews deride ?
Ah ! look how patiently He hangs ;

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

3 How fast His Hands and Feet are nailed ;

His blessèd Tongue with thirst is tied ;
His failing Eyes are blind with blood ;

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

4 Seven times He spake, seven words of love,

And all three hours His silence cried
For mercy on the souls of men:

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

5 Come, take thy stand beneath the Cross,

And let the Blood from out that Side
Fall gently on thee drop by drop :

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

6 A broken heart, a fount of tears,

Ask, and they will not be denied ;
A broken heart love's cradle is :

Jesus, our Lord, is crucified !

7 O Love of God! O sin of man !

In this dread act your strength is tried ;
And victory remains with love ;
For He, our Love, is crucified.

F. W. Faber.

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Sævo dolorum turbine.
O'ERWHELMED in depths of woc

Upon the Tree of scorn,
Hangs the Redeemer of mankind

With racking anguish torn.

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See how the nails those hands

And feet so tender rend;
See down His face, and neck, and breast

His sacred Blood descend.

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Oh, hear that awful cry

Which pierced His mother's heart,
As into God the Father's hands

He bade His soul depart.

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Earth hears, and trembling quakes

Around that tree of pain;
The rocks are rent; the graves are burst;

The veil is rent in twain.

5

The sun withdraws his light;

The midday heavens grow pale ;
The moon, the stars, the universe

Their Maker's death bewail

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Shall man alone be mute ?

Have we no griefs, or fears?
Come, old and young, come, all mankind,

And bathe those feet in tears.

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Come, fall before His Cross,

Who shed for us His blood;
Who died, the Victim of pure love,

To make us sons of God.

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Jesu, all praise to Thee,

Our joy and endless rest;
Be Thou our guide while pilgrims here,
Our crown amid the blest. Amen.

E. Caswall. (tr.*)

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BEHOLD the Lamb of God!

Behold, believe, and live;
Behold His all-atoning Blood,

And life receive.

2 Look from Thyself to Him,

Behold Him on the Tree;
What though the eye of faith be dim?

He looks on thee.

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