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7 Praise God, who gave His only Son

To be for sinners slain,
And Holy Spirit by whose Breath
Our souls are raised again. Amen.

7. Chandler. (tr. *)

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WE sing the praise of Him who died,

Of Him who died upon the Cross ;
The sinner's hope let men deride,

For this we count the world but loss.

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Inscribed upon the Cross we see,

In shining letters, “ God is Love;”
He bears our sins upon the tree,

He brings us mercy from above.

3 The Cross ! it takes our guilt away ;

It holds the fainting spirit up;
It cheers with hope the gloomy day

And sweetens every bitter cup ;

4. It makes the coward spirit brave,

And nerves the feeble arm for fight;
It takes its terror from the grave,

And gilds the bed of death with light:

5 The balm of life, the cure of woe,

The measure and the pledge of love,
The sinner's refuge here below,
The angels' theme in heaven above.

T. K'olly.

85.

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1 Rock of Ages, cleft for me,

Let me hide myself in Thee !
Let the water and the blood,
From Thy riven side which flowed,
Be of sin the double cure,
Cleanse me from its guilt and power

2

Not the labours of my hands,
Can fulfil Thy law's demands:
Could my zeal no respite know,
Could my tears for ever flow,
All for sin could not atone;
Thou must save, and Thou alone.

3 Nothing in my hand I bring ;

Simply to Thy Cross I cling ;
Naked, come to Thee for dress;
Helpless, look to Thee for grace ;
Foul, I to the Fountain fly;
Wash me, Saviour, or I die!

4 While I draw this fleeting breath,

When my eyestrings break in death,
When I soar through tracts unknown,
See Thee on Thy judgment-throne ;
Rock of Ages, cleft for me,
Let me hide myself in Thee! Amen.

A. M. Toplady. 86.

Gloria, laus, et honor.
1 Now glory, praise, and honour be

To Christ our Heavenly King;
Who taught young children's loving lips

His Royal Name to sing.

2

" Hosanna! to great David's Son ;'

Their tender voices cry :
“ Hosanna ! in the worthiest strains

Which angels chant on high:

3

“ For ever blessed be our King,

Who cometh in God's Name,
In meek and lowly human guise,

To bear our sin and shame.”

4. With fresh-cut palms, and garments spread,

They strew the Conqueror's way:
But we with holy vows and prayers

Observe the festal day.

5 They bless the Saviour's dying love,
We hail His risen

power:
But each, O Lord, is owned of Thee

In mercy's gracious hour.

6 And Thou wilt clothe us all alike

In robes of spotless white;
And we shall bear the Victor's palm

Before Thy throne of light.

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7. Then glory, praise, and honour be

To Christ, our Saviour King :
Let Jew and Gentile, young and old,
Their grateful tribute bring. Amen.

St. Theodulph. W. E. Green. (tr.,

87.

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RIDE on! ride on in majesty !
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry;
O Saviour meek, pursue Thy road,
With palms and scattered garments strowed.
Ride on ! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp, ride on to die :
O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin

O'er captived death and conquered sin. 3 Ride on ! ride on in majesty !

The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes

To see the approaching Sacrifice. 4. Ride on ! ride on in majesty!

The last and fiercest strife is nigh:
The Father on His sapphire throne

Expects His own anointed Son. 5 Ride on ! ride on in majesty!

In lowly pomp, ride on to die :
Bow Thy meek Head to mortal pain,
Then take, O God, Thy power, and reign.

Amen.
H. H. Milman.

88.

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Prone vocem, mens, canoram.
Now, my soul, thy voice upraising,

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Sing aloud in mournful strain
Of the sorrows most amazing,
And the agonizing pain,

Which our Saviour,
Sinless bore, for sinners slain.

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He the ruthless scourge enduring,

Ransom for our sins to pay,
Sinners by His own stripes curing,
Raising those who wounded lay,

Bore our sorrows,
And removed our pains away.

3 He to liberty restored us

By the very bonds he bare,
And His nail-pierced limbs afford us
Each a stream of mercy rare ;

Us they fasten
To the cross, and keep us there.

4 When His painful life was ended,

Then the spear transfixed His side,
Blood and water thence descended,
Pouring forth a double tide :

This to cleanse us,
That to heal us, is applied.

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