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HEN I survey the wondrous Cross,
On which the Prince of Glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast
Save in the Cross of Christ my God:
All the vain things that charm me most
I sacrifice them to His blood.

See from His head, His hands, His feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?
Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all.

O to dark Gethsemane,

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Ye that feel the tempter's power,
Your Redeemer's conflict see,

Watch with Him one bitter hour;
Turn not from His griefs away,
Learn of Jesus Christ to pray.
Follow to the judgment-hall,

View the Lord of life arraigned;
O the wormwood and the gall!
O the pangs His soul sustained!

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Shun not suffering, shame, or loss;
Learn of Him to bear the cross.

Calvary's mournful mountain climb,
There, adoring at His feet,
Mark that miracle of time,

God's own Sacrifice complete.
"It is finished," hear Him cry;
Learn of Jesus Christ to die.

Early hasten to the tomb,

Where they laid His breathless clay. All is solitude and gloom;

Who hath taken Him away?

Christ is risen! He seeks the skies;
Saviour, teach us so to rise. Amen.

COME and mourn with me awhile,
And tarry
here the Cross beside;
O come together let us mourn;
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

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.

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.

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Come let us stand beneath the Cross;
So may the Blood from out His side
Fall gently on us drop by drop;
Jesus, our Lord, is crucified.

A broken heart, a fount of tears,
Ask, and they will not be denied;
Lord Jesus, may we love and weep,
Since Thou for us art crucified.

O Love of God! O sin of man!
In this dread act your strength is tried:
And victory remains with love;
For He, our Lord, is crucified.

Amen.

Easter Eve.

RESTING 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 sealèd stone.

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.

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.

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.

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HRIST the Lord is risen to-day, Sons of men and angels say: Raise your joys and triumphs high, Sing, ye heavens, and earth reply.

Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won:
Lo! our Sun's eclipse is o'er:
Lo! He sets in blood no more.

Vain the stone, the watch, the seal,
Christ hath burst the gates of hell:
Death in vain forbids His rise;
Christ hath opened Paradise!

Lives again our glorious King:
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Once He died our souls to save:
Where thy victory, O grave?

Soar we now where Christ has led,
Following our exalted Head:
Made like Him, like Him we rise;
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies.

Hail the Lord of earth and heaven!
Praise to Thee by both be given!
Thee we greet triumphant now!
Hail the Resurrection Thou!

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