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Yesaya 53:12

• [Yes 53:12] Darkly Rose The Guilty Morning

  Darkly rose the guilty morning, When, the King of glory scorning, Raged the fierce Jerusalem; See the Christ, His cross upbearing, See Him stricken, spit on, wearing The thorn-plated diadem. Not the crowd whose cries assailed Him, Nor the hands that rudely nailed Him, Slew Him on the cursèd tree; Ours the sin from Heav’n that called Him, Ours the sin whose burden galled Him In the sad Gethsemane. For our sins, of glory emptied, He was fasting, lone, and tempted, He was slain on Calvary; Yet He for His murderers pleaded; Lord, by us that prayer is needed, We have pierced, yet trust in Thee. In our wealth and tribulation, By Thy precious cross and passion, By Thy blood and agony, By Thy glorious resurrection, By Thy Holy Ghost’s protection, Make us Thine eternally.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 20:22

• [Mat 20:22] Son Of God Goes Forth To War, The

  The Son of God goes forth to war, A kingly crown to gain; His blood red banner streams afar: Who follows in His train? Who best can drink his cup of woe, Triumphant over pain, Who patient bears his cross below, He follows in His train. That martyr first, whose eagle eye Could pierce beyond the grave; Who saw his Master in the sky, And called on Him to save. Like Him, with pardon on His tongue, In midst of mortal pain, He prayed for them that did the wrong: Who follows in His train? A glorious band, the chosen few On whom the Spirit came; Twelve valiant saints, their hope they knew, And mocked the cross and flame. They met the tyrant’s brandished steel, The lion’s gory mane; They bowed their heads the death to feel: Who follows in their train? A noble army, men and boys, The matron and the maid, Around the Savior’s throne rejoice, In robes of light arrayed. They climbed the steep ascent of Heav’n, Through peril, toil and pain; O God, to us may grace be given, To follow in their train.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Matius 26:42

• [Mat 26:42] Jesus, While Our Hearts Are Bleeding

  Jesus, while our hearts are bleeding O’er the spoils that death has won, We would at this solemn meeting Calmly say, “Thy will be done.” Though cast down, we’re not forsaken, Though afflicted, not alone; Thou didst give, and Thou hast taken; Blessèd Lord, “Thy will be done.” Though today we’re filled with mourning, Mercy still is on the throne; With Thy smiles and love returning, We can sing, “Thy will be done.” By Thy hands the boon was given; Thou hast taken but Thine own; Lord of earth, and God of Heaven, Evermore, “Thy will be done.”

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  source: Cyberhymnal