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'Tis Finished! so the Savior Cried

Author: S. Stennett Hymnal: Concordia #82 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 'Tis finished! so the Savior cried, And meekly bowed His head and died: 'Tis finished! yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. 2 'Tis finished! all that heaven decreed And all the ancient prophets said Is now fulfilled, as was designed, In Me, the Savior of mankind. 3 'Tis finished! this My dying groan Shall sins of ev'ry kind atone; Millions shall be redeemed from death, By this My last expiring breath. 4 'Tis finished! let the joyful sound Be heard thro' all the nations round; 'Tis finished! let the echo fly Thro' heav'n and hell, thro' earth and sky. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. CROSS

I know that My Redeemer Lives

Author: Charles Wesley Hymnal: Concordia #84 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 I know that my Redeemer lives And ever prays for me; A token of His love He gives, A pledge of liberty. 2 I find Him lifting up my head; He brings salvation near; His presence makes me free indeed, And He will soon appear. 3 He wills that I should holy be: What can withstand His will? The counsel of His grace in me, He surely shall fulfill. 4 Jesus, I hang upon Thy word: I steadfastly believe Thou wilt return, and claim me, Lord, And to Thyself receive. Languages: English Tune Title: MESSIAH

In the Cross of Christ I glory

Author: Sir John Bowring Hymnal: Concordia #85 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 In the cross of Christ I glory, Tow'ring 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 luster to the day. 4 Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, By the cross are sanctified; Peace is there that knows no measure, Joys that thro' all time abide. 5 In the cross of Christ I glory, Tow'ring o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. Languages: English Tune Title: RATHBUN

Come, ye Faithful, raise the Strain

Author: John of Damascus; J. M. Neale Hymnal: Concordia #86 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Come, ye faithful, raise the strain Of triumphant gladness, God has brought His Israel Into joy from sadness; Loosed from Pharaoh’s bitter yoke Jacob’s sons and daughters, Led them with unmoistened foot Thro' the Red Sea waters. 2 'Tis the spring of souls today, Christ hath burst His prison, And from three days' sleep in death As a sun hath risen; All the winter of our sins, Long and dark, is flying From His light, to whom we give Laud and praise undying. 3 Now the queen of seasons, bright With the day of splendor, With the royal feast of feasts, Comes its joy to render; Comes to glad Jerusalem, Who with true affection Welcomes, in unwearied strains Jesus' resurrection. 4 Neither might the gates of death Nor the tomb’s dark portal, Nor the watchers, nor the seal, Hold Thee as a mortal; But today amid Thine own Thou didst stand, bestowing This, Thy peace, which evermore Passeth human knowing. Languages: English Tune Title: SÖRG O, KJAERE FADER

Golden Harps are Sounding

Author: Frances R. Havergal Hymnal: Concordia #88 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Refrain First Line: All his work is ended, joyfully we sing Lyrics: 1 Golden harps are sounding, Angel-voices ring, Pearly gates are opened, Opened for the King. Christ, the King of Glory, Jesus, King of love, Is gone up in triumph To His throne above. Chorus: All His work is ended; Joyfully we sing. Jesus hath ascended, Glory to our King! 2 He who came to save us, He who bled and died, Now is crowned with glory, At His Father’s side. Never more to suffer, Never more to die; Jesus, King of glory, Is gone up on high. [Chorus] 3 Pleading for His children In that blessed place, Calling them to glory, Sending them His grace, His bright home preparing, Faithful ones, for you, Jesus ever liveth, Ever loveth, too. [Chorus] Languages: English Tune Title: HERMAS

See the Conqueror Mounts in Triumph

Author: Christopher Wordsworth Hymnal: Concordia #89 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 See the Conquerer mounts in triumph; See the King in royal state Riding on the clouds, His chariot, To His heav'nly palace gate! Hark! the choirs of angel-voices Joyful halleluias sing, And the portals high are lifted To receive their heav'nly King. 2 Who is this that comes in glory, With the trump of jubilee? Lord of battles, God of armies, He hath gained the victory; He who on the cross did suffer, He who from the grave arose, He has vanquished sin and Satan; He by death has crushed His foes. 3 While He raised His hands in blessing, He was parted from His friends, While their eager eyes behold Him, He upon the clouds ascends, He who walked with God and pleased Him, Preaching truth and doom to come, He, our Enoch, is translated, To His everlasting home. 4 Thou hast raised our human nature On the clouds to God's right hand; There we sit in heav'nly places, There with Thee in glory stand. Jesus reigns, adored by angels, Man with God is on the throne; Mighty Lord, in Thine ascension We by faith behold our own. Languages: English Tune Title: REX GLORIAE

Holy Spirit, Faithful Guide

Author: Marcus M. Wells Hymnal: Concordia #93 (1918) Topics: Church Festivals Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 Holy Spirit, faithful guide, Ever near the Christian’s side, Gently lead us by the hand, Pilgrims in a desert land; Weary souls fore’er rejoice, While they hear that sweetest voice Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home." 2 Ever present, truest Friend, Ever near Thine aid to lend, Leave us not to doubt and fear, Groping on in darkness drear; When the storms are raging sore, Hearts grow faint, and hopes give o’er, Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.” 3 When our days of toil shall cease, Waiting still for sweet release, Nothing left but heaven and prayer, Wond'ring if our names were there; Wading deep the dismal flood, Pleading naught but Jesus’ blood; Whisp'ring softly, “Wanderer come! Follow me, I’ll guide thee home.” Languages: English Tune Title: GUIDE

I See Thee Stand, O Lamb Of God

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #99 (1927) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 I see Thee stand, O Lamb of God, On Zion's mountain peak; But oh, the path that Thou hast trod So long, so hard, so bleak! On Thee was laid the weight and blame Of all our sin and shame; How deep Thou sankest in our woe No man can ever know. 2 O spotless Lamb that on the tree Receiv'd the cruel wound! O boundless love! to set us free He in our chains was bound. He wore and broke our prison bands With pierced feet and hands; A victor bold the tomb He broke, Gave death its mortal stroke. 3 Behold them stand around His throne, Those legions snowy white; Each eye is gleaming like the sun At this most wondrous sight. The story of grim Calvary On which He made us free, Is still among the angels' throng The noblest, sweetest song. 4 Twelve thousand twelve are holding now Their harps before the throne, The Father's name upon each brow Marks them the Savior's own. As mighty, rushing billows roar, They shout forevermore: To Him who won us from our plight Be glory, praise and might! 5 We thank Thee, Father, for Thy love To Adam's fallen race; Thou sentest Jesus from above To die in sinners' place. Praise we His name with fleeting breath, Praise Him in life and death; To Him who suffered on the tree Praise through eternity. Languages: English Tune Title: [I see Thee stand, O Lamb of God]

I See Thee Stand, O Lamb Of God

Author: H. A. Brorson Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home (2nd ed.) #99 (1928) Topics: Passion and Easter Lyrics: 1 I see Thee stand, O Lamb of God On Zion's mountain peak; But oh, the path that Thou has trod So long, so hard, so bleak! On Thee was laid the weight and blame Of all our sin and shame; How deep Thou sankest in our woe No man can ever know. 2 O spotless Lamb that on the tree Received the cruel wound! O boundless love! to set us free He in our chains was bound. He wore and broke our prison bands With pierced feet and hands; A victor bold, the tomb He broke, Gave death its mortal stroke. 3 Behold them stand around His throne, Those legions snowy white; Each eye is gleaming like the sun At this most wondrous sight. The story of grim Calvary, On which He made us free, Is still among the angels' throng The noblest, sweetest song. 4 Twelve thousand twelve are holding now Their harps before the throne, The Father's name upon each brow Marks them the Savior's own. As mighty, rushing billows roar, They shout forevermore: To Him who won us from our plight Be glory, praise and might! 5 We thank Thee, Father, for Thy love To Adam's fallen race; Thou sentest Jesus from above To die in sinners' place. Praise we His name with fleeting breath, Praise Him in life and death; To Him who suffered on the tree Praise through eternity. Languages: English

Oh, Come, And Stand Beneath The Cross

Author: Thomas Kingo Hymnal: Hymnal for Church and Home #100 (1927) Meter: 8.8.8.8 Topics: Passion and Easter First Line: Oh come, and stand beneath the cross Lyrics: 1 Oh, come and stand beneath the cross And hear what Jesus speaks to us; The words that from His mouth proceed Will comfort us in times of need. 2 He pray'd for all His enemies: "O Father dear, forgive them this; They know not what they do and say, But blindly walk their sinful way." 3 O Jesus, pray Thou, too, for me That I increase my strength in Thee, My heart is weak, my eyes are blind, But grant that I Thy light may find. 4 And when His mother He beheld, Whose heart with agony was fill'd, He said: "Behold thy mother, John!" And unto her: "Behold thy son!" 5 O Jesus, should I suffer loss And stand forsaken with my cross, Yea, even scorn'd by man I be, Send friends of Thine to comfort me. 6 The robber who his sins confessed Found comfort in his Savior blest, Who took the sting of death away And opened Paradise for aye. 7 Oh, let me, too, when death is near, From Thine own lips with gladness hear The blessed words: "Come thou to be Today in Paradise with me." 8 He then the words in anguish spoke, At which the earth and heaven shook; "My God," He cried in agony, "Why hast Thou thus forsaken me?" 9 God's wrath Thou borest on the cross, For me Thou borest grief and loss, For me Thou didst in anguish cry And die that I should never die. 10 "I thirst," He said; O evil thought, A sop of vinegar they brought! O Jesus, through its bitterness Thou drank'st the cup of my distress. 11 "'Tis finished!" said our dying Lord; O blessed comfort, glorious word! My sin and shame on Him were laid, And all my debts forever paid. 12 His final word, this blessed cry, Was full of hope from heaven high; He cried: "My Father, I commend My spirit in Thy loving hand." 13 Oh, how this word sweet hope instills And heart and soul with comfort fills! Oh, may that also be the word Which at my death I speak, O Lord! Languages: English Tune Title: [Oh, come and stand beneath the cross]