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 SEVENTH WEEK IN LENT
Jesus is led out from the Judgement Hall to Golgotha and carries his cross
KOMMER I SOM VIL LEDSAGE* [10]
tune: Freu dich sehr
1 Come now, ye who come to follow
Jesus even unto death
Who will take his cross and follow
Come ye, now and follow with!
Come ye, now who sorely weep
Fill your eyes with tears so deep
Let your eyes with tears be flowing
Deep to heart the sorrow going.
 
2 See the wicked soldiers tearing
Purple garment from His back,
Caring not what pain He's bearing
Ever worse with each attack!
His own clothing they return
That His bloody sores may burn
All His wounded body aching,
And His heart with sorrow breaking.
 
3 See them Jesus now forth-leading
And His cross upon Him throw
Simon of Cyrene meeting
Who will with His Saviour go.
Though he helps unwillingly
Yet they press him forcefully
That he bear the cross of Jesus
And for them do all that pleases.
 
4 And the women also follow
Full of pain and misery
And their tears flow forth in sorrow
Weeping sad and bitterly.
Jesus on the way to death
Turns Himself to them and saith
To the women in their weeping
This His Word now for their keeping:
 
5 Weep not, now ye dear sad women
Weep ye not so hard for me
Soon the victory I am winning
In My kingdom heavenly!
Look upon your own distress
Coming soon you to oppress
Weep now for your own oppression
Caused by your own sad transgression.
 
7 But when I shall enter heaven,
Then your children everywhere
Great disasters will be given,
And great pain they too shall bear;
See them bear God's awful wrath
Sword and fire and cruel death!
Only barren ones they're sparing
From the pain of loss, despairing.
 
8 Jesus, grant that I may ever
Follow Thee and closely see
How Thou suffered for me ever
And were filled with misery
How they took the purple cloak
And what fun at Thee they poke
How Thy pain they are increasing
When Thee to the cross they're pressing.
 
9 Gladly I will lowly bow me
Willingly Thy cross to bear
Help Thee, if they would allow me
In Thy burden yet to share.
If my eyes pour forth a flood
I would weep with tears of blood!
Since Thou on the cross must suffer
For my life the price to offer.
 
10 Grant me ever to be yearning
Burden of Thy cross to bear
From Thy perfect patience learning
To be falling from Thee ne'er
If my sin may bring to me
Greatest pain and misery
Thou wilt help me in my sighing,
In my need and in my dying.


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