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Now Israel's hope in triumph ends

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #33 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Epiphany Lyrics: 1 Now Israel's hope in triumph ends, With angels' glorious song ascends A star of heavenly splendor. O'er Bethlehem it shineth bright, And people walking in its light, Shall come and homage render. Great light, Bright light, Now descendeth, Darkness endeth, Day beginneth, Light to all the world it bringeth. 2 Among us dwells in truth and grace The hidden God, who loves our race; He brought us all salvation. We now behold His majesty, The only Son's true majesty, And bow in adoration. Draw near, And hear, Every nation, Now salvation God bestoweth, And His love and mercy showeth. 3 Rejoice, my soul, and bless His Name Who to the lost and fallen came, To open heaven's portals. Rejoice that God will mercy show, The broken covenant renew With us poor sinful mortals. Now be Glory Ever given God in heaven; Peace unending Be on earth from heaven descending.

Another six days' work is done

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #33 (1845) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Festivals and Fasts The Lord's Day Languages: English

O sacred Head, now wounded

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #34 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down Now scornfully surrounded, With thorns Thine only crown! O sacred Head, what glory, What bliss, till now, was Thine! Yet, though despised and gory, I joy to call Thee mine. 2 How art Thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish, Which once was bright as morn! What Thou, my Lord, hast suffered, Was all for sinners' gain; Mine, mine was the transgression, But Thine the deadly pain. 3 Lo, here I fall, my Saviour, 'Tis I deserve Thy place! Look on me with Thy favor, Vouchsafe to me Thy grace. Receive me, my Redeemer; My Shepherd, make me Thine! Of every good the Fountain, Thou art the Spring of mine! 4 What language shall I borrow To thank Thee, dearest Friend, For this, Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end! Oh, make me Thine for ever, And should I fainting be, Lord, let me never, never, Outlive my love to Thee. 5 Forbid that I should leave Thee; O Jesus, leave not me; In faith may I receive Thee, When death shall set me free. When strength and comfort languish, And I must hence depart, Release me then from anguish By Thine own wounded heart.

Great God, this sacred day of thine

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #34 (1845) Topics: Festivals and Fasts The Lord's Day Languages: English

In the cross of Christ I glory

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #35 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. 2 When the woes of life o'ertake me, Hopes deceive, and fears annoy, Never shall the cross forsake me; Lo! it glows with peace and joy. 3 When the sun of bliss is beaming Light and love upon my way, From the cross the radiance streaming Adds new lustre to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that through all time abide.

In loud exalted strains

Hymnal: Hymns of the Protestant Episcopal Church of the United States, as authorized by the General Convention #35 (1845) Topics: Festivals and Fasts The Lord's Day Languages: English

With grateful heart and cheerful tongue

Hymnal: A Selection of Hymns and Psalms for Social and Private Worship (6th ed.) #35 (1827) Topics: Civil or Christian festivals Scripture: Psalm 148 Languages: English

Fling wide the gates, unbar the ancient doors

Author: Michael Perry (1942-1996) Hymnal: Ancient and Modern #35 (2013) Meter: 10.10 with refrain Topics: Other Saints and Festivals The Presentation of Christ in the Temple (Candlemas) First Line: Now all the world belongs to Christ our Lord Scripture: Psalm 24 Languages: English Tune Title: CRUCIFER

Behold! behold He cometh

Hymnal: Voices of Praise #36 (1883) Topics: Festivals Lyrics: 1 Behold! behold He cometh, Who doth salvation bring; Lift up hour heads rejoicing, And welcome Zion's King; With hymns of joy we praise the Lord, Hosanna to th' Incarnate Word! 2 Hosanna to the Saviour, Who came on Christmas morn, And, of a lowly Virgin, Was in a stable born; Immanuel! Blessed Jesus! come! Within Thy children make Thy home. 3 Yea, come in love and meekness Our Saviour now to be; Come to be formed in us, And make us like to Thee, Before the Day of Wrath draw near, When, as our Judge, Thou shalt appear. 4 Soon shalt Thou sit in glory Upon "the great White Throne," And punish all the wicked, And recompense Thine own; When every word and deed and thought To righteous judgment shall be bright. 5 Here, good and bad are mingled; But on that Judgment Day The Angels shall divide them, And take the bad away; Grant, Lord, that we be faithful found When the last trumpet-call shall sound! Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: IMMANUEL

There is a fountain filled with blood

Hymnal: Sunday School Book #36 (1903) Topics: The Christian Festivals Lent Lyrics: 1 There is a fountain filled with blood, Drawn from Immanuel's veins; And sinners, plunged beneath that flood, Lose all their guilty stains. 2 The dying thief rejoiced to see That fountain in his day; And there may I, as vile as he, Wash all my sins away. 3 Dear dying Lamb, Thy precious blood Shall never lose its power, Till all the ransomed church of God Be saved to sin no more. 4 E'er since, by faith, I saw the stream Thy flowing wounds supply, Redeeming love has been my theme, And shall be till I die. 5 Then in a nobler, sweeter song I'll sing Thy power to save, When this poor lisping, stammering tongue Lies silent in the grave. 6 Lord, I believe Thou hast prepared, Unworthy though I be, For me a blood-bought free reward, A golden harp for me. 7 'Tis strung and tuned for endless years, And formed by power divine To sound in God the Father's ears No other name but Thine.