Steele. HYMN 110. L. M. Armley. Bath. Sufferings and Death. 1 STRETCH'D on the cross, the Saviour dies; 4 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impart, HYMN 111. L. P. M. Carolans. Harlington. Clapton. 1 O LOVE divine, what hast thou done! The Lord of life hath died for me! The Father's co-eternal Son Bore all my sins upon the tree; Th' incarnate God for me hath died The Lord, my love, was crucified. 2 Sinners, behold, as ye pass by, The bleeding Prince of life and peace; Come, sinners, see your Saviour die, To bring us, rebels, back to God; His church is purchas'd with his blood; And gladly catch the healing stream; Stennett. Buckingham. Elgin. Plymouth. 1 YONDER-amazing sight-I see 2 Behold the purple torrent run Down from his hands and head: 3 The trembling earth, the darken'd sky, Proclaim the truth aloud; And with th' amaz'd centurion cry, 4 So great, so vast a sacrifice May well my hope revive; If God's own Son thus bleeds and dies, Littleton. Helmsley. It is finished. John xix. 30. F. 1 HARK! the voice of love and mercy! Hear the Saviour—dying—cry. Saints, the dying words record. Finish'd-all that God had promis'd; Saints, from hence your comforts draw Glory to the bleeding Lamb! HYMN 114. L. M. Munich. German. Stennett. 1 'TIS finish'd! so the Saviour cried, And meekly bow'd his head and died; 'Tis finish'd-yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finish'd-all that heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said Is now fulfill'd, as was design'd, In me, the Saviour of mankind. 3 'Tis finish'd-this my dying groan Shall sins of every kind atone: Millions shall be redeem'd from death. By this my last expiring breath. 4 'Tis finish'd-heaven is reconcil'd, And all the powers of darkness spoil'd; Peace, love, and happiness again Return, and dwell with sinful men. HYMN 115. L. M. Norfolk. Dresden. Watts. Dying, rising, and reigning. 1 HE dies!-the Friend of sinners dies! 3 Here's love and grief beyond degreeThe Lord of glory dies for men! But lo! what sudden joys we see! Jesus, the dead—revives again ! 4 The rising God forsakes the tomb! Up to his Father's court he flies! Cherubic legions guard him home, And shout him welcome to the skies! 5 Break off your tears, ye saints, and tell How high our great Deliv'rer reigns; Sing, how he spoil'd the hosts of hell, And led the tyrant, death—in chains. 6 Say, "live for ever, glorious King, "Born to redeem, and strong to save!" Then ask-"O death, where is thy sting? And where thy vict'ry, boasting grave!" HYMN 116. 7s. Hotham. Epiphany. Collyer. 1 TO the cross where Jesus dies, Where my Lord resigns his breath, 2 'Mid convulsive agonies, Peace his quivering lips impart; Pardon seal'd by broken sighs Issuing from a bursting heart; |