Christ I glory, Tower - ing o'er the wrecks of time;

I Sweet the mo-ments, rich in bless-ing, Which before the

Life and health and peace pos-sessing From the sin-ner's dy-ing Friend. A-MEN.

Thomas Hastings, 1830

94 ZION 8.7.8.7. 4. 7.

ry;

Hark! the voice of love and mercy Sounds a- loud from Cal va
I 1 See, it rends the rocks a - sun-der, Shakes the earth, and veils the sky:

"It is fin-ished!” Hear the dy - ing Sav - iour cry. "It is

finished!"

Hear the dy-ing Sav-iour cry. A - MEN.

2 "It is finished!"-O what pleasure
Do these precious words afford;
Heavenly blessings, without measure,
Flow to us from Christ the Lord:
"It is finished!"
Saints, the dying words record.

95 (DORRNANCE) 8.7.8.7. I SWEET the moments, rich in blessing, Which before the cross I spend ; Life and health and peace possessing From the sinner's dying Friend. 2 Here I'll sit, for ever viewing

Mercy's streams in streams of blood; Precious drops, my soul bedewing, Plead and claim my peace with God.

3 Finished all the types and shadows Of the ceremonial law;

Finished all that God had promised; Death and hell no more shall awe: "It is finished!"

Saints, from hence your comfort draw.

4 Tune your harps anew, ye seraphs,
Join to sing the pleasing theme;
All in earth, and all in heaven,
Join to praise Emmanuel's Name:
Alleluia !

Glory to the bleeding Lamb.
Rev. Jonathan Evans, 1784

3 Truly blessed is this station,
Low before His cross to lie,
While I see Divine compassion
Pleading in His languid eye.

4 Love and grief my heart dividing,
With my tears His feet I'll bathe;
Constant still in faith abiding,
Life deriving from His death.

Rev. Walter Shirley, 1770 (based on Rev. James Allen, 1757): verse 3, 1. 4, alt.

Where the dear Lord was crucified, Who died to save us all. AMEN.

97 ST. CHRISTOPHER 7. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6. 8. 6.

Beneath the cross of Jesus I fain would take my stand,

The shadow of a might -y Rock With in a wea - - ry

From the burn-ing of the noon-tide heat, And the bur-den of the day.

3

98 MARTYRDOM C. M.

Hugh Wilson, c. 1825

I Alas! and did

my Saviour bleed, And did

my Sovereign die!

Would He devote that sacred head For such a worm as I! AMEN.

2 Was it for crimes that I had done
He groaned upon the tree!
Amazing pity! Grace unknown!
And love beyond degree!

3

Well might the sun in darkness hide,
And shut his glories in,

When He, the mighty Maker, died
For man the creature's sin.

4 Thus might I hide my blushing face
While His dear cross appears;
Dissolve my heart in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes to tears.

5 But drops of grief can ne'er repay
The debt of love I owe;
Here, Lord, I give myself away,
'Tis all that I can do.

Rev. Isaac Watts, 1707: verse 3, 1.3, alt.

The Resurrection

99 (WIRTEMBURG) 7.7. 7. 7. with Alleluia

I CHRIST the Lord is risen again;

Christ hath broken every chain :
Hark, angelic voices cry,
Singing evermore on high, Alleluia!

2 He who gave for us His life,
Who for us endured the strife,
Is our Paschal Lamb to-day;

We too sing for joy, and say, Alleluia!

He who bore all pain and loss

3

Comfortless upon the Cross,

Lives in glory now on high,

4 He who slumbered in the grave,
Is exalted now to save;

Now through Christendom it rings.
That the Lamb is King of kings. Alle-
luia !

5 Now he bids us tell abroad
How the lost may be restored,
How the penitent forgiven, [luia !
How we too may enter heaven. Alle-
6 Thou our Paschal Lamb indeed,
Christ, to-day Thy people feed;

Pleads for us and hears our cry; Alle- Take our sins and guilt away,

luia !

Rev. Michael Weisse, 1531.

That we all may sing for aye, Alleluia! Tr. Catherine Winkworth, 1858; verse 1, l. 3, alt.