HYMNS ON THE PASSION
which can be used in the congregations during Lent
at the weekly service and on Days of Prayer
according to the custom of each place
[by Thomas Kingo]
[from the Gradual of 1699]
[Translation © Mark
DeGarmeaux unless noted]
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- The Sleeping Disciples
- SOFVER I? HVOR KAND I SOFVE* 
- 1 Sleeping now, how can ye slumber?
- O ye watchmen of the soul!
- Sleeping still, all three in number?
- Where is now your faith so bold?
- Can ye time for sleeping find
- While God's Son in soul and mind
- Sore is pressed and harshly driven
- As a wretch to death's dark prison?
- 2 Can ye not e'en watch one hour?
- Jesus says, and He is right,
- That security's ripe power
- Blinds the soul and dulls the sight.
- Is your heart so closed to Me
- And your slumber so carefree
- While all innocent I languish
- With all pain and woe and anguish?
- 3 In My great affliction, breaking
- Into bloody sweat and care,
- Never from your slumber waking
- Still of Me all unaware.
- No one thinks of My great need;
- No one pities death's dark deed;
- No one wipes my moistened forehead,
- Though it were ten times as horrid.
- 4 I alone with burden bending,
- I alone abandoned fight.
- I alone, with heart now rending,
- Enter now the cruel night!
- See, My Father silent now
- He forsakes Me here and now!
- No one in the world is sharing
- All the sorrow I am bearing.
- 5 Oh! How can you still now slumber,
- Oversleeping all My woe?
- Were you blind and dumb to lumber,
- Could you nothing hear and know?
- While upon the mount stood,
- Fear struck deep into your blood,
- But it was for heaven's wonder
- That you saw Me dressed in splendor.
- 6 But now death with terror growing
- Steals across My tearful eyes,
- Now My blood on earth is flowing
- Now My soul is filled with sighs,
- Now will no one with me stand?
- Now will no one lend a hand?
- No one will disturb his sleeping,
- While I bear all pain and weeping.
- 7 Peter, full of promise, Peter,
- Where are now your words so bold?
- Sleeping while I sorrow meet here
- In My mind and in My soul.
- Satan asked to torment thee
- While I prayed so earnestly.
- While in dangerous seas I'm sailing,
- Your life from all danger veiling.
- 8 How will My life find expressing
- In your deep "forgetting" book?
- Now My Father Me is pressing
- Under death's most woeful yoke.
- This your heart must testify,
- As the world now passes by,
- How true friends their help are lending
- In your need, when fortune ending.
- 9 Had you known then danger's worry,
- Had you known the need so great,
- Had you only seen before you,
- Snares of death which for you wait-
- O how could I let you see
- Dangers that await you three,
- Praying God to grant you favor
- In temptation ne'er to waver.
- 10 For then Judas, My betrayer
- Who had sold Me shamefully
- Stood there ready to draw nearer
- Quickly to deliver Me
- He in spirit now was glad!
- While I did My lifeblood shed-
- E'en for him and all to suffer,
- Once for all My life to offer.
- 11 O my Jesus, how I grieve me
- And bewail most heartily
- That my confidence deceives me
- And so oft has blinded me
- When I ever think of Thee
- And Thy blood and wounds for me,
- Still hell's dragon would o'ertake me
- And with love of sin retake me.
- 12 These disciples should have heeded
- Three times only to Thy call
- But ten thousand times I've needed
- Thy strong warning more than all!
- I lie here so blind and cold,
- Sleeping deep in passions old
- Ne'er to wake and hear and greet Thee
- When Thy Spirit comes to meet me.
- 13 Wake me now and let me never
- Into death's dread sleep retreat
- All my selfish bonds then sever
- Friend of souls, O Jesus sweet.
- Let my eye look steadfastly
- On Thy pain and woe for me;
- Let me in the dark of dying
- Only be on Thee relying.
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