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5 To thee before thy passion
They sang their hymns of praise :
Our melody we raise.
Accept the prayers we bring,
Thou good and gracious King.' 161 Thy king cometh unto thee: he is just and having (L.M.
salvation.-Zech. ix. 9.
Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry:
With palms and scatter'd garments strow'd. 2 Ride on, ride on in majesty;
In lowly pomp ride on to die :
O’er captive death and conquer'd sin.
The winged squadrons of the sky
To see the approaching sacrifice.
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
Expects his own anointed Son.
In lowly pomp ride on to die:
162 These are they which follow the Lamb, whither. [C.M.
soever he goeth.—Rev. xiv. 4.
The blessed Saviour pass'd ;
A dying Lamb at last.
2 That tender heart, that felt for all,
For all its life-blood gave;
Save only in the grave.
The cross, with all its scorn?
That wreath'd his brow with thorn ?
4 No, facing all its frowns or smiles,
Like him obedient still,
To Zion's blessèd hill.
Nor turn aside to roam
Where Jesus had no home.
To win our hearts, our love,
In spirit dwell above.
183 Behold the Lamb of God.-John i. 36.
Thy burdens on the tree;
His blood was shed for thee.
The Saviour to thy heart;
Nor from his cross depart.
Thy every thought control;
O'er body, spirit, soul.
4 Look to him, as the race you run,
Your never-failing friend;
And grace in glory end.
164 The fellowship of his sufferings.Phil. iii. 10. [Sıx 7s. 1 Go to dark Gethsemane,
Ye that feel the tempter's power,
Watch with him one bitter hour;
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
View the Lord of life arraign'd;
O the pangs his soul sustain'd !
Learn of him to bear the cross.
There, adoring at his feet,
God's own sacrifice complete.
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.
Where they laid his breathless clay;
Who hath taken him away?
185 He shall bear their iniquities.- Isa. liii. 11. [D. 8s. 7s. 1 GREAT High Priest, we see thee stooping,
With our names upon thy breast;
Wondering angels stood confounded,
To behold their Maker thus ;
When we know 'twas all for us?
Can our wayward souls convert;
Nothing else can melt the heart :
All the while they work alone;
Can dissolve a heart of stone.
Flow from thee, the sovereign good;
All are purchased by thy blood:
We have nothing of our own:
To the needy who have none."
Christ, our passover, is sacrificed for us. [78.
1 Cor. v. 7
See a willing sacrifice;
Hangs upon the shameful cross.
Lifted on that tree of scorn,
Finishing thy life of woe?
Steep'd in gall, the cup of pain;
4 Thence the cleansing water flow'd,
Mingled from thy side with blood;
Of the finish'd sacrifice.
In that sacrifice to place
167 God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross [L.M.
of our Lord Jesus Christ.-Gal. vi. 14.
On which the Prince of Glory died,
And pour contempt on all my pride.
I sacrifice them to his blood.
Sorrow and love flow mingled down;
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
That were an offering far too small;
Demands my soul, my life, my all."
the cross :
168 The preaching of the cross is unto us who are (L.M.
saved the power of God.-1 Cor. i. 18.
For this we count the world but loss.
In shining letters, God is love: