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Now, My Soul, Thy Voice Upraising

Author: Claude de Santeüil; Henry W. Baker; John Chandler Hymnal: The Cyber Hymnal #4562 Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1. Now, my soul, thy voice upraising, Tell in sweet and mournful strain How the Crucified, enduring Grief, and wounds, and dying pain, Freely of His love was offered, Sinless was for sinners slain. 2. Scourged with unrelenting fury For the sins which we deplore, By His livid stripes He heals us, Raising us to fall no more; All our bruises gently soothing, Binding up the bleeding sore. 3. See! His hands and feet are fastened So He makes His people free; Not a wound whence blood is flowing But a fount of grace shall be; Yea the very nails which nail Him Nail us also to the tree. 4. Through His heart the spear is piercing, Though His foes have seen Him die; Blood and water thence are streaming In a tide of mystery, Water from our guilt to cleanse us, Blood to win us crowns on high. 5. Jesu, may those precious fountains Drink to thirsting souls afford: Let them be our cup and healing, And at length our full reward; So a ransomed world shall ever Praise Thee, its redeeming Lord. Languages: English Tune Title: ST. DENYS (Monk)

Now, my soul, thy voice upraising

Author: Santolius Maglorianus Hymnal: Hymns of the Faith with Psalms #87 (1890) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. DENYS

Now, my soul, thy voice upraising

Author: Santolius Maglorianus Hymnal: Hymns of the Faith #89 (1887) Languages: English Tune Title: ST. DENYS

O enter, Lord, Thy temple

Author: Paul Gerhardt; Miss Winkworth Hymnal: Church Book #250 (1890) Meter: 7.6 Lyrics: 1 O enter, Lord, Thy temple, Be Thou my spirit's Guest, Who at my birth didst give me A second birth more blest. Though here to dwell Thou deignest, Thou in the Godhead, Lord, For ever equal reignest, Art equally adored. 2 O enter, let me know Thee, And feel Thy power within, The power that breaks our fetters, And rescues us from sin. That I may serve Thee truly, O wash and cleanse Thou me, To render honor duly With perfect heart to Thee. 3 'Tis Thou, O Spirit, teachest The soul to pray aright; Thy songs have sweetest music, Thy prayers have wondrous might. They pierce the highest heaven Unheard they cannot fall, Till He His help hath given Who surely helpeth all. 4 The whole wide world, O Spirit, Upon Thy hands doth rest; Our wayward hearts Thou turnest As it may seem Thee best. As Thou hast done so often, Once more Thy power make known, Convert the wicked, soften To tears the heart of stone. 5 Order our path in all things According to Thy mind, And when this life is over, And all must be resigned, With calm and fearless spirit O grant us then to die, And after death inherit Eternal life on high. Topics: The Holy Spirit; Sexagesima Sunday; Easter Season, Fifth Sunday; Sunday after Ascension; Whit-Sunday; Fifth Sunday after Trinity; Tenth Sunday after Trinity Languages: English Tune Title: ZEUCH EIN ZU DEINEN THOREN

Now, my soul, thy voice upraising

Author: Santolius Maglorianus; John Chandler Hymnal: Church Book #175 (1890) Meter: 8.7 Lyrics: 1 Now, my soul, thy voice upraising, Sing aloud in mournful strain, Of the sorrows most amazing, And the agonizing pain, Which our Saviour Sinless bore, for sinners slain. 2 He the ruthless scourge enduring, Ransom for our sins to pay, Sinners by His own stripes curing, Raising those who wounded lay, Bore our sorrow, And removed our pains away. 3 He to liberty restored us By the very bonds He bare; And His nail-pierced limbs afford us Each a stream of mercy rare: Lo! he draws us To the Cross, and keeps us there. 4 When His painful life was ended, Then the spear transfixed His side: Blood and water thence descended, Pouring forth a double tide: This to cleanse us, That to heal us is applied. 5 Jesus! may Thy promised blessing Comfort to our souls afford; May we, now Thy Love possessing, And at length our full reward, Ever praise Thee, As our ever-glorious Lord! Topics: Good Friday; Lent, Fifth Sunday; Passion Week; Good Friday Languages: English Tune Title: ST. DENYS

Now, my soul, thy voice upraising

Author: Baker; Claude de Santeuil Hymnal: The Hymnal, Revised and Enlarged, as adopted by the General Convention of the Protestant Episcopal Church in the United States of America in the year of our Lord 1892 #99 (1894) Meter: 8.7.8.7.8.7 Lyrics: 1 Now, my soul, thy voice upraising, Tell in sweet and mournful strain, How the Crucified enduring Grief, and wounds, and dying pain, Freely of His love was offered, Sinless was for sinners slain. 2 Scourged with unrelenting fury, For the sins which we deplore, By His livid stripes He heals us, Raising us to fall no more; All our bruises gently soothing, Binding up the bleeding sore. 3 See! His hands and feet are fastened; So He makes His people free; Not a wound whence blood is flowing But a fount of grace shall be; Yea, the very nails which nail Him Nail us also to the tree. 4 Through His heart the spear is piercing, Though His foes have seen Him die; Blood and water thence are streaming In a tide of mystery; Water from our guilt to cleanse us, Blood to win us crowns on high. 5 Jesu, may those precious fountains Drink to thirsting souls afford: Let them be our present healing, And at length our great reward; So a ransomed world shall ever Praise Thee, its redeeming Lord. Amen. Languages: English Tune Title: [Now, my soul, thy voice upraising]

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