Canst Thou, O Lord, accept my prayer, Beneath Thy cross in prayer and praise 99. TUNE 21.-" Da Jesus an." FORGIVE, O Father!" Jesus cries; Grant us ere long in Paradise Lord, by the thought of all Thy pain, O Thou for us upon the cross A while of God forsaken! When Thou in death didst bow Thine head, Thou criedst, "It is finished," The work of our salvation : Oh who can worthily praise Thee, TUNE 189.-"Es ist vollbracht." ALL is fulfill'd-my heart, record The dying words of Thy dear Lord. When He those bitter pains sustainèd, Which on the cross Thy life obtained, He who did all things well then bow'd His head, Exclaiming, "It is finishèd.” All is fulfill'd-the cross hath wrought Whate'er the Law and Prophets taught. Where all the strength of nature failèd, There Jesu's wounds for all availèd. That which before the worlds Heaven counselled, Now through His death is finished. All is fulfill'd-all satisfied : The Father lays His wrath aside; Our peace is made, and justice stilled, Since God's own Son hath all fulfilled. What then shall wake the heart to anxious dread? Believe now "It is finished." All is fulfill'd-I am made free, Now Jesus sin and death subdueth, 101. TUNE 63.-"Jesu meine Freude." NOW behold Him dying— To His Father crying, Who gave life to Thee! See Him bleeding, wounded; See His love unbounded, On the shameful tree. See thy Lord, thy King adored; There He speaks Thy sins forgiven! There He opens heaven! Yet His foes deride Him! Life my Lord forsaketh! Soon from death awaking, Come, ye broken-hearted; From this world of woe: Jesu's name doth peace proclaim : G TUNE 19.-Christus der." IN the tomb behold He lies Vainly shall His foes rejoice; Vainly death detain Him: What shall then restrain Him? 103. TUNE 101. .—“ O Traurigkeit.” THOU who hast blest my soul with rest, Now of Thy rest partakest : My dead spirit, by Thy death, Thou from sleep awakest. Thou, my life's breath, art cold in death: This hath Thy love procurèd : Oh the fervour of that love Which e'en death endurèd! True life I know from Thee doth flow; Thy voice will me awaken : Shall my heart that hopes in Thee This dust that dies, securely lies, XI. EASTER. 104. TUNE 16.-" Christ lag in Todesbanden." And praise our God with thankful voice, By none of all the sons of men Hallelujah! Could death's dark realm be shaken : Sin made our strength all weak and vain : All have of guilt partaken. Thus came death upon us all, And bound the fallen world in thrall Beneath his dread dominion. Hallelujah! |