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While to sadness Babel's rivers
Exiles on the earth condemn.

Hallelujah we deserve not

Here to chant for evermore :
Hallelujah our transgressions

Make us for a while give o'er:
For the holy time is coming

That would have us sin deplore.

Wherefore supplicate we, lauding
Thee, O blessed Trinity,

We at last may keep our Easter
In Thy home beyond the sky,
There to Thee our hallelujah
Singing everlastingly.


23 The Lamentation of a Sinner. C. M.

O Lord, turn not Thy face from me,
Who lie in woful state,

Lamenting all my sinful life.

Before Thy mercy gate.

A gate which opens wide to those
Who do lament their sin;

Shut not that gate against me, Lord,

But let me enter in.

And call me not to strict account,
How I have sojourned here,
For then my guilty conscience knows
How vile I shall appear.

The circumstances of my crimes,
Their number, and their kind,
Thou knowest them all; and more,
Than I can call to mind.

Therefore, to beg and to entreat,
With tears I come to Thee,
As children that have done amiss
Fall at their father's knee.

So come I to Thy mercy gate,
Where mercy doth abound,

Imploring pardon for my sin,

To heal my deadly wound.

O Lord, I need not to repeat
The comfort I would have,


Thou knowest O Lord, before I ask,
The blessing I do crave.

Mercy good Lord, mercy I ask,
This is the total sum ;

For mercy, Lord, is all my suit,
Lord, let Thy mercy come.



Saviour when in dust to Thee
Low we bow the adoring knee;
When repentant, to the skies
Scarce we lift our weeping eyes;
Oh! by all Thy pains and woe,
Suffered once for man below,
Jesus, look with pitying eye,
Hear our solemn litany.
By Thy helpless infant years,
By Thy life of want and tears,
By Thy days of sore distress,
In the savage wilderness,
By the dread mysterious hour
Of the insulting tempter's power,
Jesus, look with pitying eye,
Hear our solemn litany.

By the sacred griefs that wept
O'er the grave where Lazarus slept;
By Thy boding tears that flowed
Over Salem's lost abode ;

By the anguished sigh that told
Treachery lurked within Thy fold;
Jesus, look with pitying eye,
Hear our solemn litany.

By Thine hour of whelming fear,
By Thine agony of prayer,

By the Cross, the nail, the thorn,
Piercing spear and torturing scorn,
By the gloom that veiled the skies-
O'er the dreadful sacrifice;
Jesus, look with pitying eye,
Hear our solemn litany.

By Thy deep expiring groan,
By the sad sepulchral stone,
By the vault whose dark abode
Held in vain the rising God!
O from earth to heaven restored,
Mighty re-ascended Lord,

Prince and Saviour, hear the cry
Of our solemn litany.

Also Hymns 137, 148, 94, 92, 91, 97, 98,
132, 68, 17, 115, 117.


Hymns 68, 69, 70, 105, 93, 92.



Ride on ! ride on in majesty !

L. M.

Hark! all the tribes Hosanna cry!

Thine humble beast pursues his road,

With palms and scattered garments strowed.

Ride on! ride on in majesty!

In lowly pomp ride on to die!

O Christ! Thy triumphs now begin

O'er captive Death and conquered Sin.

Ride on! ride on in majesty !

The winged legions of the sky

Look down with sad and wondering eyes,
To see the approaching sacrifice.


Ride on ride on in majesty !
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
The Father on His sapphire throne,
Expects His own anointed Son!
Ride on! ride on in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die!
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain!
Then take, O God! Thy power, and reign!



See the destined day arise,
See a willing sacrifice,
Jesus, to redeem our loss,
Hangs upon the shameful cross.

Jesus, who but Thou had borne,
Lifted on that tree of scorn,
Every pang and bitter throe,
Finishing Thy life of woe?

Who but Thou had dared to drain
Steeped in gall the cup of pain,

And with tender body bear


Thorns, and nails, and piercing spear?

Thence poured forth the water flowed,
Mingled from Thy side with blood;
Sign to all attesting eyes

Of the finished sacrifice.

Holy Jesus, grant us grace
In that sacrifice to place
All our trust for life renewed,
Pardoned sin, and promised good.

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