Passion week memories sacred and blestAuthor: L. Homes
Tune: HELIGA MINNEN I FASTELAGSTID
Published in 2 hymnals
1 Passion-week memories sacred and blest,
Speak to my soul now of stillness and rest;
Slowly we go to Gethsemane's dale;
Show me the sufferer trembling and pale,
Treading forsaken a path full of thorns,
Loving the world, which in turn only scorns.
2 Now I perceive Him in shadows of night,
Putting the powers of darkness to flight,
Crushed 'neath the load of the sin of the world,
Death and damnation around Him are hurled.
Thorn-crowned and scourged still the sacrificed Lamb,
Lifting His brow, says: "A King yet I am."
3 Show me the cross where He patiently died,
There in its shadow myself will I hide,
There will I hide His victor4ious word,
Hear Him exclaim, "It is finished", my Lord,
There will I praise for His mercy and grace;
Suffering and dying He stood in my place.
|Instances (1 - 2 of 2)||Title||First Line||Tune||Tune Key||Author||Meter||Scripture||Date||Subject||Source|
|Hymnal and Order of Service: for churches and Sunday-schools #63||Passion-week Memories Sacred and Blest||Passion-week memories sacred and blest||HELIGA MINNEN I FASTELAGSTID||Ludvig Holmes||10 10, 10 10, 10 10.||1901||Lent ||
|Hymnal: for churches and Sunday-schools of the Augustana Synod #63||Passion-week memories sacred and blest||Passion-week memories sacred and blest||L. Holmes||1899|