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O bleeding heart, look up, behold

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #30 (1920) Meter: 8.8.8.8.8.8 Lyrics: O bleeding heart, look up, behold He hangs upon a Cross of dread, Who bore a load of grief untold, And, crowned with sorrow, bowed the head; His heart once bled, O bleeding heart; His hand can soothe thy cruel smart. He knows thy grief, He knows it well, The cruel loss, the fearful gloom; For on His soul an anguish fell, Among the mourners at the tomb; His heart with sympathy can bless; He knows thy sorrow's loneliness. Bear it to Him, and leave it there, And dawn shall chase the night away, And all the shadow of thy care, Melt as the clouds at opening day; And gladness born of fearful night, Rise in thy soul with joyous light. Languages: English

Heavy laden with thy grief

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #31 (1920) Meter: 7.7.7.3 Lyrics: Heavy laden with thy grief, Do thy tears like raindrops flow? Christ hath all thy sorrows borne, Long ago. See Him in the garden prone, While He pours His soul to God; Then He bore affliction keen, And the rod. Weary, laden with thy sin, Dost thou bow beneath the load? Cast the burden of thy woe, On thy God. See Him fainting by the way, As He bears the ponderous tree; Hear His weary spirit sigh, All for thee. Sad and doubting! lo, the sun Shines upon a glorious day; He is risen, come see the place Where He lay. Glory to our suffering Lord, Praise to our exalted King,-- Source of life and endless bliss,-- Let us bring. Languages: English

Thou One-begotten Son

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #32a (1920) Meter: 6.6.8.6 Lyrics: Thou One-begotten Son, Eternal Word adored, Immortal while the ages run, And our Almighty Lord. To bring Salvation nigh, To vanquish death and sin, Thou didst in cruel anguish die, And life for mortals win. Save us, O Christ, our God, Save by Thy Cross we pray; Thou Who didst bear the Father's rod, And death, by dying, slay. Thou art the Eternal Son, One in the glorious Three; Co-equal praise, Immortal One, Shall ever rise to Thee. Languages: English

Watchman from the height beholding

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #32b (1920) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.8 Lyrics: Watchman from the height beholding, Look towards the eastern sky; Is the light of heaven unfolding? Comes the shining angel nigh, 33 Telling to our lost creation Christ hath risen for our salvation? Yea, He came to earth to save us; As a lamb the Christ was slain; For our Passover He gave us His own flesh in direst pain; On a Cross of anguish dying, Very God, our need supplying. Watchman, from the height beholding, Comes the angel through the gloom, Ere the morning light unfolding Fills the darkness of the tomb? Comes the angel through our sadness, Waking souls of men to gladness? See! the gates of hades shaken; Burst asunder is the prison; Souls of men from bondage taken, Praise the Lord from death arisen; Praise the Resurrection morning, All our life with hope adorning. Languages: English

Our evening prayers attend

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #33 (1920) Meter: 6.6.8.6.8.8 Lyrics: Our evening prayers attend, O Thou that holy art; In mercy full forgiveness send To every contrite heart; 34 For Thou hast risen to set us free, And all mankind rejoice in Thee. Encompass Zion round, Ye people, tell His fame; Let Resurrection joy abound, And glory to His name; He is our Lord, Who from the grave Arose our sinning souls to save. With Resurrection lays, Ye people, come adore, And worship Him with grateful praise, Who lives for evermore; He is our God, Who from the grave Arose our sinning souls to save. Lord, by Thy Passion Thou Sav'st men from passions base, And by Thy Resurrection, now Dost from corruption raise.-- Glory to Thee we humbly bring, O Christ, Who art our heavenly King. Languages: English

Lo, He is dead! The suffering Christ is dead

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #34 (1920) Meter: 10.10 Lyrics: Lo, He is dead! The suffering Christ is dead; Closed are His eyes, and bowèd is His head. 35 Dead, too, in shame! Upon a Cross! and see, Thorns crown His brow, in cruel mockery. O night, and woe! The sun and stars are gone; Dark is the world, and hope, despairing, flown. Art Thou not Christ? The Christ of God, art Thou? How then this death? This awful silence, how? O sin, and death, and victory of the grave! Canst Thou, in death, O Christ, Thy people save? Weep in the night, O mortals at the grave; Dead is the Christ, and dead He cannot save. Languages: English

Morning awakes, and mor awaking sings

Hymnal: BHRC #35 (1920) Meter: 10.10 First Line: Morning awakes, and morn awaking sings Lyrics: Morning awakes, and morn awaking sings; Light speeds from heaven to earth with glowing wings. Haste to the tomb! Ye mourners haste, with glee! Christ hath arisen, from death's grim fetters free. Gone are the night, the terror, and the gloom; Christ hath arisen, and left the awful tomb. Death now is dead, the grave hath lost its power; Death and the grave are vanquished at this hour. 36 Thou art the Christ, victorious Christ art Thou, Death hath no sting, and grave no victory now. Glory to Thee, O Christ, Thy people bring; Thou art our God, and our Immortal King. Languages: English

In the dark of early morn

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #36 (1920) Meter: 7.7.7.7 Lyrics: In the dark of early morn, Ere the light dispelled the gloom, Came the hearts with sorrow, torn, Weeping, to the lonely tomb. Brought they aromatics rare Culled from every choicest stem, And from gardens blooming fair, Round thy slopes, Jerusalem. Ah, the thoughts that filled the mind, As they journeyed all alone; For the Blessed Lord was kind, And they loved Him as their own. Glistening in the morning grey,-- Whence those garments fairer far Than the light that hails the day In the glorious morning star. List! their voices, heavenly, sweet, As the light-clad angels say, Come, behold, in reverence meet, Where the risen Master lay. 37 Hail the gladness, hail the day; Bring no spices, bring no tears; Death has lost its power to slay, And the grave is reft of fears. Languages: English

Sleepers awake! the night's long reign is past

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #37 (1920) Meter: 10.10.10.10 Lyrics: Sleepers awake! the night's long reign is past; Purple and gold adorn the hills at last; Songs of delight from myriad hearts arise, Borne on the wind that bears them to the skies. Sleepers awake! The Christ from death awakes; Light from the tomb in radiant beauty breaks; Song from the heavens to listening earth descends, Gladness of earth with heavenly gladness blends. Sleepers awake! to hope immortal spring, Mount to the heights with never-tiring wing; Clouds are of earth where linger doubt and fear, There, in the light, no threatening clouds appear. Sleepers awake! No time for slumber now, Day shines from heaven with glory on its brow. Darkness and night, and clouds are passed away, Christ is the Light of our eternal day. Sleepers awake! the night's long reign is past; Purple and gold adorn the hills at last; Christ hath arisen. Awake! creation wakes, Light everlasting on our darkness breaks. Languages: English

Light, ere the dawn in beauty broke

Author: John Brownlie Hymnal: BHRC #38a (1920) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Lyrics: Light, ere the dawn in beauty broke, Sprang from the darkness and the gloom, When Christ the King from death awoke, And burst the fetters of the tomb. Light of our souls, a glorious day, Rose on the darkness of our world; Hell and his hosts, in black array, Then from the seat of power were hurled. Hope of the hearts by anguish wrung, Light of the eyes bedimmed by woe, When, on the Cross forsaken, hung He Who had shared their life below. All hail, the Christ! Immortal Thou! Death and the grave are conquered quite; Gone is the power that held us, now, Gone are the terrors of the night. Languages: English