CRUX CRUDELIS (L.M.)

KEY D. Slow.

A. L. Peace, Mus. D.

EYOND the holy city wall

Where the dear Lord, who saved us all, Did hang in pain, and bleed, and die.

2 The Hands that touched the blind to sight,

That gave the sick man strength anew, That raised the dead to life and light, Were pierced and wounded through and through.

3 The Feet that walked the stormy sea, That ever turned at sorrow's prayer, By sharp nails fastened to the tree, Hung torn and hurt and bleeding there,

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Since God's own Son must suffer thus

Our souls from Satan's grasp to win;
Since only He could ransom us,
O, what a fearful thing is sin!

5 How can we yield to Satan's power, And let our sinful passions reign, When hearing of that awful hour, And thinking of our Saviour's pain? 6 O, by Thy griefs that dreadful day, Dear Lord, and by Thy precious

Blood,

Wash all our guilty stains away, And make Thy sinful children good!

WHO IS HE? (77 and refrain).

B. R. Hanby.

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HO is He, in yonder stall,

WHO

At whose feet the shepherds fall?
'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story!
'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory!

At His feet we humbly fall;
Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all!

2 Who is He, in yonder cot,
Bending to His toilsome lot?

'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story!
'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory!
At His feet we humbly fall;
Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all!

3 Who is He, in deep distress
Fasting in the wilderness?

'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all! 4 Who is He that stands and weeps At the grave where Lazarus sleeps? 'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all!

5 Lo, at midnight, who is He Prays in dark Gethsemane?

'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all! 6 Who is He, in Calvary's throes, Asks for blessings on His foes? 'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all! 7 Who is He that from the grave Comes to heal and help and save? 'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all! 8 Who is He that on yon throne Rules the world of light alone? 'Tis the Lord! O wondrous story! 'Tis the Lord, the King of Glory! At His feet we humbly fall; Crown Him, crown Him Lord of all!

S. JOHN (66 66 88). KEY D.

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