63. Passion-week Memories Sacred and Blest

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.


Text Information
First Line: Passion-week memories sacred and blest
Title: Passion-week Memories Sacred and Blest
Author: Ludvig Holmes (1883)
Meter: 10 10, 10 10, 10 10.
Language: English
Publication Date: 1901
Topic: Lent
Tune Information
Composer: O. W. Udden
Meter: 10 10, 10 10, 10 10.
Source: Secular melody

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