St. Luke Passion (Side B)

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St. Luke Passion (Side B)

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Away, away with this man Away with this man, away And release Barabbas, Barabbas, Barabbas release! Away with this man, with this man Away, away with this man and release (Unto us) Barabbus, Barabbus, Barabbus release unto us And Pilate spake onto them yet again Desiring to release Jesus But they all shouted, saying Crucify Him x10 And Pilate said the third time unto them: Why, what evil hath this man done? I have tried Him and found no cause of death in Him; I will therefore chastise Him, and release Him But they werе all instant with loud voices Requiring that He might bе crucified And the voices of them and of the Chief Priests prevailed And Pilate gave sentence that it should be as they required And there were also two others, malefactors led with Him, to be crucified with Him And when they came to the place which is called Calvary, there they crucified Him And the malefactors with Him, one on the right hand, and the other on the left Then Jesus said: Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do And Parting His Garments among them, that cast the lots And the people stood beholding And the rulers also with them derided him and said He hath saved x2 Let Him save Himself if He be Christ x2 If he be Christ the chosen of God He hath saved others, let Him save Himself Let Him save Himself if He be Christ If He be Christ the chosen of God And The Soldiers Also Mocked Him Coming to him and offering him vinegar and saying If Thou be King, the King of Judah If Thou be King of Judah, save Thyself, save Thyself if Thou be King If Thou be the King of Judah save Thyself If Thou be the King, if Thou be King of Judah And A Superscription also was written over him In letters of Greek and of Latin and in characters of Hebrew This is the king of the jews x2 O Sacred head, sore wounded Defiled and put to scorn; O Kingly head surrounded With mocking crown of thorn: What sorrow mars Thy grandeur? Can death Thy bloom deflower? O Countenance whose splendour The hosts of Heaven adore One Of The Malefactors also, which were crucified with him Railed on him and said "If thou be the christ, then save they self from us" But the others answering, rebuked him and said Dost not even thou fear God seeing thou art in the same condemnation? And we indeed with justice, for we receive the due reward of our deeds; But this Man has done nothing amiss And he said unto Jesus: Lord, remember me when Thou comest into Thy kingdom And Jesus said unto him: Verily I say unto thee, today shalt thou be with me in Paradise And It Was About The Sixth Hour and a darkness came all over the land until the ninth hour And the light of the sun was darkened and the veil of the temple was rent in the midst And when jesus had cried with a loud voice he said "Father, into they hands, I commend my spirit" And having said thus, he give up the ghost Dear Lord, beneath Thy Cross I bow Thou art indeed my saviour now; Thy life for me is freely given Oh! by Thy Cross Bid me to rise with Thee to Heaven O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For thou did'st give Thy life for mine Thou did'st give Thy life, for mine O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For Thou did'st give Thy life for mine Jesu Christ, Jesu Christ O Jesu Christ Thy Cross doth call me For Thou did'st give Thy life for mine For Thou did'st give Thy life, for mine Thy Sacred Heart For me is breaking Thy Sacred Heart For me is breaking For Thee my love at last is waking For Thee, my love is waking My life for ever more be thine x2 It is finished, Lord of Mercy; Thou hast suffered Thou hast died To the Cross Thy love hath brought Thee For Thy people crucified Thou dost for our sins atone; Trust we in Thy Cross alone Strive we never more to grieve Thee In our hearts we now receive Thee It is finished, Lord of Spirits Death must now yield up his prize; Thou hast conquered, nought can hold Thee From the grave in triumph rise; To Thy Father's Throne ascend There Thy loved ones to befriend; Here with food eternal feed us To the Heavenly pastures lead us It is finished, Lord of Glory Joy doth fill our hearts again For blest Saviour, Thou dost call us Up to Heaven with Thee to reign Leaving things of earth and time Seek we heavenly joys sublime Joys all human thought transcending Joys supernal and unending!

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