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5 Then all is peace and light
My soul within ;

Thus shall I walk with Thee,
The loved Unseen:

Leaning on Thee, my God,
Guided along the road,
Nothing between.

Amen.

H. Bonar.

C.M.

Enter not into judgment with Thy servant, for
in Thy sight shall no man living be justified.
Ps. cxliii. 2.

1 O LORD, turn not Thy Face from me,
Who lie in woeful state,
Lamenting all my sinful life
Before Thy mercy-gate ;—

2 mf A gate that opens wide to those
dim That do lament their sin;

cres Shut not that gate against me, Lord,
But let me enter in.

dim

3 p

4

And call me not to strict account
How I have sojourned here;

For then my guilty conscience knows
How vile I shall appear.

Mercy, good Lord, mercy I ask;
This is my humble prayer;

cres For mercy, Lord, is all my suit,
O let Thy mercy spare.

dim

In Whom we have redemption

150 blood, the forgiveness of sins.

1

Amen.

J. Marckant (1562).

through His
Eph. i. 7.

10s. p WEARY of earth, and laden with my sin, I look at heaven, and long to enter in; But there no evil thing may find a home, cres And yet I hear a voice that bids me 'Come.'

2

3

p So vile I am, how dare I hope to stand
In the pure glory of that holy land?

Before the whiteness of that throne appear cres Yet there are hands stretched out to draw me near.

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P The while I fain would tread the heavenly Evil is ever with me day by day; [way, cres Yet on mine ears the gracious tidings fall, 'Repent, confess, thou shalt be loosed from all.'

4 It is the voice of Jesus that I hear, [near; His are the Hands stretched out to draw me And His the Blood that can for all atone, And set me faultless there before the throne.

5 mf O great Absolver, grant my soul may wear The lowliest garb of penitence and prayer, cres That in the Father's courts my glorious dress May be the garment of Thy righteousness.

6 mf Yea, Thou wilt answer for me, Righteous Lord;

Thine all the merits, mine the great reward; P Thine the sharp thorns, (cres) and mine the golden crown;

Mine the life won, (p) and Thine the life laid down.

7 mf Nought can I bring, O Lord, for all I owe, Yet let my full heart what it can bestow : Like Mary's gift, let my devotion prove, cres Forgiven greatly, how I greatly love.

Amen.

S. J. Stone.

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1

He healeth those that are broken in heart.
Ps. cxlvii. 3.

Р WHEN, wounded sore, the stricken soul
Lies bleeding and unbound,

cres One only Hand, a pierced Hand,

2

cres

Can salve the sinner's wound.

When sorrow swells the laden breast,
And tears of anguish flow,

One only Heart, a broken Heart,
Can feel the sinner's woe.

3 p When penitence has wept in vain
Over some foul, dark spot,

cres One only Stream, a Stream of Blood, Can wash away the blot.

4 'Tis Jesus' Blood that washes white, His Hand that brings relief,

C.M.

His Heart that's touched with all our joys,
And feels for all our grief.

5 mf Lift up Thy bleeding Hand, O Lord;
Unseal that cleansing tide;

We have no shelter from our sin,
But in Thy wounded Side. Amen.

Cecil Frances Alexander (1858).

O God, enshrined in dazzling light
O help us, Lord; each hour of need
O Thou, from Whom all goodness flows
O Thou, the contrite sinners' Friend
Saviour when in dust to Thee

Still will we trust, though earth seem dark
Take up thy cross, the Saviour said.
That day of wrath, that dreadful day
There were ninety and nine that safely lay
To me, a sinner, chief of all

We all had sinned and gone astray
When gathering clouds around I view
When my love to Christ grows weak

When our heads are bowed with woe
Where'er have trod Thy sacred Feet

Sunday next before Easter, or
Palm Sunday.

152 Blessed is He that cometh in the Name of the Lord; 76.

Hosanna in the highest. Matt. xxi. 9.

1 ƒ ALL glory, laud, and honour,
To Thee, Redeemer, King!
To Whom the lips of children
Made sweet Hosannas ring.

2 Thou art the King of Israel,
Thou David's Royal Son,
Who in the Lord's Name comest,
The King and Blessed One.

ƒ All glory, &c.

3 m The company of angels

Are praising Thee on high,
And mortal men, and all things
Created, make reply.

ƒ All glory, &c.

4 my The people of the Hebrews

With palms before Thee went ;
Our praise and prayer and anthems
Before Thee we present.

ƒ All glory, &c.

5 m To Thee before Thy Passion

They sang their hymns of praise;

cres To Thee now high exalted

Our melody we raise.

ƒ All glory, &c.