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Matius 27:50

Yohanes 19:30

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Lukas 23:46

• [Luk 23:46] And Now, Beloved Lord, Thy Soul Resigning

  And now, belovèd Lord, Thy Soul resigning, Into Thy Father’s arms with conscious will, Calmly, with reverend grace, Thy head inclining, The throbbing brow and laboring breast grow still. Freely Thy life Thou yieldest, meekly bending E’en to the last beneath our sorrows’ load, Yet strong in death, in perfect peace commending, Thy Spirit to Thy Father and Thy God. My Savior, in mine hour of mortal anguish, When earth grows dim, and round me falls the night, O breathe Thy peace, as flesh and spirit languish, At that dread eventide let there be light. To Thy dear cross turn Thou my eyes in dying; Lay but my fainting head upon Thy breast; Those outstretched arms receive my latest sighing; And then, oh! then, Thine everlasting rest. O love! o’er mortal agony victorious, Now is Thy triumph! now that cross shall shine To earth’s remotest age revered and glorious, Of suffering’s deepest mystery the sign. The present, past and future here are blending, Moment supreme in this world’s history, Mid darkness, opening graves, and mountains rending, New light is dawning on humanity.

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• [Luk 23:46] Into Thy Gracious Hands I Fall

  Into Thy gracious hands I fall, And with the arms of faith embrace; O King of glory, hear my call! O raise me, heal me by Thy grace! Arm me with Thy whole armor, Lord, Support my weakness with Thy might; Gird on my thigh Thy conquering sword, And shield me in the threatening fight. From faith to faith, from grace to grace, So in Thy strength shall I go on, Till heaven and earth flee from Thy face, And glory end what grace begun.

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• [Luk 23:46] Wide Open Are Thy Hands

  Wide open are Thy hands, Paying with more than gold The awful debt of guilty men, Forever and of old. Ah, let me grasp those hands, That we may never part, And let the power of their blood Sustain my fainting heart. Wide open are Thine arms, A fallen world to embrace; To take to love and endless rest Our whole forsaken race. Lord, I am sad and poor, But boundless is Thy grace; Give me the soul transforming joy For which I seek Thy face. Draw all my mind and heart Up to Thy throne on high, And let Thy sacred cross exalt My spirit to the sky. To these, Thy mighty hands, My spirit I resign; Living, I live alone to Thee, Dying, alone am Thine.

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Yohanes 19:30

• [Yoh 19:30] All Is O’er, The Pain, The Sorrow

  All is o’er, the pain, the sorrow, Human taunts and fiendish spite; Death shall be despoiled tomorrow Of the prey he grasps tonight; Yet awhile, His own to save, Christ must linger in the grave. Dark and still the cell that holds Him, While in brief repose He lies; Deep the slumber that enfolds Him, Veiled awhile from mortal eyes; Slumber such as needs must be After hard won victory. Fierce and deadly was the anguish Which on yonder cross He bore; How did soul and body languish Till the toil of death was o’er: But that toil, so fierce and dread, Bruised and crushed the serpent’s head. All night long, with plaintive voicing, Chant His requiem soft and low: Loftier strains of loud rejoicing From tomorrow’s harps shall flow: “Death and hell at length are slain! Christ hath triumphed! Christ doth reign!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] All The Sacrifice Is Ended

  All the sacrifice is ended, Breathed His body’s latest breath, And His human Soul hath wended Where the weary rest beneath; Christ as Man hath comprehended All the human law of death! Yet not there His Soul remaineth Nor His body in the tomb: Lo! what sudden glory gaineth Quick dominion o’er the gloom! Yea, o’er death and hell He reigneth Bursting back the gates of doom! Manifold the attestation Brethren tell the marvel o’er, And the soldiers from their station, And the angels at the door, And His own Word’s revelation, “Lo! I live for evermore.” Hail, thou morn of resurrection, Primal holy Easter Day! Now the hours of deep dejection ’Neath the night-clouds’ dark array, Foes’ reviling, friends’ defection, In thy glory pass away! Now He lives and reigns for ever! That we too may enter in Where eternal life shall never Taste of sorrow or of sin, Where from Him no death shall sever Those He vanquished death to win. Savior! in our night of weeping Tell us of the joyful morn, Guard our souls, their vigil keeping In the hours of hate and scorn Raise us falling, wake us sleeping, Till our Easter Day be born.

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• [Yoh 19:30] From The Cross

  From the cross uplifted high, Where the Savior deigns to die, What melodious sounds we hear, Bursting on the ravished ear! “Love’s redeeming work is done— Come and welcome! sinner, come! Sprinkled now with blood the throne; Why beneath thy burdens groan? On My piercèd body laid, Justice owns the ransom paid: Bow the knee, and kiss the Son, Come and welcome, sinner, come. “Spread for thee, the festal board See with richest bounty stored; To thy Father’s bosom pressed, Thou shalt be a child confessed, Never from His house to roam; Come and welcome! sinner, come! “Soon the days of life shall end— Lo, I come—your Savior, Friend! Safe your spirit to convey To the realms of endless day, Up to My eternal home— Come and welcome! sinner, come!”

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (gillett)

  It is finished! Christ hath known All the life of men wayfaring; Human joys and sorrows sharing, Making human needs His own. Lord, in us Thy life renewing, Lead us where Thy feet have trod, Till, the way of truth pursuing, Human souls find rest in God. It is finished! Christ is slain, On the altar of creation, Offering for a world’s salvation Sacrifice of love and pain. Lord, Thy love through pain revealing, Purge our passions, scourge our vice, Till, upon the tree of healing, Self is slain in sacrifice. It is finished! Christ our King Wins the victor’s crown of glory; Sun and stars recite His story, Floods and fields His triumph sing. Lord, whose praise the world is telling, Lord, to Whom all power is given, By Thy death, hell’s armies quelling, Bring Thy saints to reign in Heav’n.

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• [Yoh 19:30] It Is Finished (proctor)

  Nothing, either great or small— Nothing, sinner, no; Jesus died and paid it all, Long, long ago. Refrain “It is finished!” yes, indeed, Finished, ev’ry jot; Sinner, this is all you need, Tell me, is it not? Refrain When He, from His lofty throne, Stooped to do and die, Ev’rything was fully done; Hearken to His cry! Refrain Weary, working, burdened one, Wherefore toil you so? Cease your doing; all was done Long, long ago. Refrain Till to Jesus’ work you cling By a simple faith, “Doing” is a deadly thing— “Doing” ends in death. Refrain Cast your deadly “doing” down— Down at Jesus’ feet; Stand in Him, in Him alone, Gloriously complete. Refrain

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! So The Savior Cried

  ’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. “’Tis finished—all that Heaven decreed, And all the ancient prophets said, Is now fulfilled, as was designed, In Me the Savior of mankind.” ’Tis finished—Heaven is reconciled, And all the powers of darkness spoiled. Peace, love, and happiness again Return and dwell with sinful men. ’Tis finished—let all the joyful sound Be heard through all the nations round: ’Tis finished—let the echo fly Thro’ Heav’n and hell, thro’ earth and sky.

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• [Yoh 19:30] ’tis Finished! The Messiah Dies

  ’Tis finished! The Messiah dies, Cut off for sins, but not His own: Accomplished is the sacrifice, The great redeeming work is done. ’Tis finished! all the debt is paid; Justice divine is satisfied; The grand and full atonement made; God for a guilty world hath died. The veil is rent in Christ alone; The living way to Heaven is seen; The middle wall is broken down, And all mankind may enter in. The types and figures are fulfilled; Exacted is the legal pain; The precious promises are sealed; The spotless Lamb of God is slain. The reign of sin and death is o’er, And all may live from sin set free; Satan hath lost his mortal power; ’Tis swallowed up in victory. Saved from the legal curse I am, My Savior hangs on yonder tree: See there the meek, expiring Lamb! ’Tis finished! He expires for me. Accepted in the Well-beloved, And clothed in righteousness divine, I see the bar to heaven removed; And all Thy merits, Lord, are mine. Death, hell, and sin are now subdued; All grace is now to sinners given; And lo, I plead the atoning blood, And in Thy right I claim Thy Heaven!

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