On a hill far away stood an Old Rugged Cross

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O Lord, my God,
When I in awesome wonder;
Consider all the worlds Thy hands have made.
I see the stars, I hear the rolling thunder, Thy power throughout the universe displayed.

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Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee; How great Thou art! How great Thou art! Then sings my soul, my Savior God to Thee; How great Thou art! How great Thou art!

When through the woods and forest glades I wander;
And hear the birds sing sweetly in the trees;
When I look down from lofty mountain grandeur,
And hear the brook and feel the gentle breeze.

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And when I think of God, His Son not sparing;
Sent Him to die, I scarce can take it in,
That on the cross, my burden gladly bearing;
He bled and died to take away my sin.

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When Christ shall come, with shout of acclaimation;
And take me home, what joy shall fill my heart!
Then I shall bow, in humble adoration,
And there proclaim, my God, how great Thou art!

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Good Friday Ping!

Late, as usual. *g*

Thank you.....today this thread very welcome.

On the third day he rose again

Tell us, Mary, what did you see
that early morning
on your way?
"I saw his tomb,
I saw the glory of Christ,
now risen,
angels who gave witness.
I saw the cloths
that covered his head and body.
I heard him speak my name
and turning, saw he was alive
At daybreak
I came weeping to the garden
for the one I lost.
But now, the Sun risen,
it was paradise,
and I, a new Eve,
had news of life for all the living."

Prayers Before the Cross

O Jesus, Son of God,
You were born in a stable
and died on the cross
for our salvation.
Say to your heavenly Father
at the hour of my death:
"Father, forgive them."

Say to your loving mother:
"Behold your daughter,
behold your son."

Say to my soul:
"This day you shall be
with me in Paradise."

"My God, my God, do not abandon me"
in that hour.
"I thirst," my God,
yes, my soul thirsts for you,
the fountain of living waters.

My life passes like a shadow.
Yet a little while and "it is finished."

So, my Savior,
from this moment and for all eternity,
"Into your hands, I commend my spirit."

Lord Jesus, receive my soul. Amen.

You are doing great! Here's another another beautiful hymn that gets into Gospel overdrive:

I Do Not Know Where They Have Laid Him

Author-Howard Higashi

Verse One

I do not know where they have laid Him;
Why has the stone been rolled back from the tomb?
They must have taken Him away!
Oh! Where is He?

Verse Two

Disciples came to see the empty tomb,
Why have they gone so soon to their own homes?
They sadly left, not seeing Him;
But where's my Lord?

Chorus

Where is He, my Jesus?
Where is He, my Beloved?
Where is He Whom my soul doth love?
Jesus, My Love, I just want You.

Verse Three

My heart is broken from my deepest need.
Don't ask me, angels, why I'm weeping.
Nothing but Jesus fills my inner being.
Oh! Where's my Love?

Verse Four

Someone is standing right behind me
It's just the gardener, I can barely see.
Sir, if you carried Him away...
Oh! Where is He?

Chorus

Where is He, my Jesus?
Where is He, my Beloved?
Tell me where you have laid Him
And I'll carry Him away,
I'll carry Him away.

Verse Five

And then I heard a Voice say, "Mary;"
That sweetest voice that penetrated me.
It is the voice of my Beloved!
Jesus, my Love!

Chorus

I have found my Jesus!
I have found my Beloved!
I have found Whom my soul doth love,
Jesus, my Love, I just love You!

Verse Six

But Jesus asked me not to touch Him yet;
He must ascend first to the Father,
And to My Father and your Father,
To My God, and your God.

Chorus

Go and tell My brothers,
I ascend to the Father,
To My Father and your Father,
And My God and your God,
Go tell My brothers.

Reading these posts just gave me goose-bumps! Well I remember so many of these wonderful "old" hymns...wish I could copy the whole thread and send it to my folks!

In anticipation of tomorrow:

"Alleluia! Alleluia! Let the holy anthem rise,

and the choirs of heaven chant it in the glory of the skies;

let the mountains skip with gladness, and the joyful valleys ring

with hosannas in the highest to our Saviour and our King!

Alleluia! Alleluia! Like the sun from out the wave

he has risen up in triumph from the darkness of the grave.

He's the splendor of the nations, He's the lamp of endless day;

He's the very Lord of glory Who is risen up today!

(there's more verses, but those are my two favorite...the last one I like too, with "the trumpet's mighty blast"!! but too much typing!)

Who knows the one with the refrain that starts "Up from the grave he arose, with a mighty triumph o'er His foes!"?? Have a little tear in my eye at the memory of my grandparents belting that out! (they were good choir members, even when they were visiting us and "just" sitting in the pew, LOL!)

Too Small a Price
Don Francisco

(my all-time favorite song)

I awoke to hear the jailer turn the key, and push the door. "Get out here!", he shouted, but I stayed there on the floor, frozen in the terror that rose and filled my brain, for I knew what they intended, I could not face the pain.

Then soldiers came into the cell and they dragged me to the yard, they threw me down before a cross and brought the whip down hard. "Carry it!", they shouted as I struggled to my feet. I put my shoulder under it, dragged it to the street.

I stumbled through a wall of screams as they drove me through the gate. It seemed that thousands lined the street, their voices filled with hate. Like a wolf pack in the night that moves in for the kill, they closed the gap and followed us as we started up the hill.

It seemed I'd barely reached the top when they grabbed me from behind. They threw the cross down under me and tied the ropes that bind, the arms close to the beam as they nailed the feet and hands, and they raised the cross up in the air and dropped it in it's stand.

Through a blur of pain I saw the cross there next to mine, there where people all around it so I looked to read the sign. It was nailed there up above His head so the world could see the news that the man that seemed so helpless there was the King of all the Jews.

And the crowd that stood around His cross made jokes about His name, they shouted, laughed and spat on Him so I joined in the game, I said, "Hey, if you're the King, why don't you get us down from here?" The taunt just sounded hollow and it echoed in my ears.

He looked at me with eyes that seemed to reach into my heart, they shone a light on all my lies, and tore my life apart. There was more that lay behind that gaze than simply blood and clay, but knowing was too much for me, I had to look away.

I chanced another look at Him as He was looking down, where the soldiers who'd just crucified us drank there on the ground, and although He spoke them quietly somehow His words came through, He said, "Father, please forgive them, they don't know what they do."

Then as if they'd heard Him speaking, the crowd began to roar, whipped into frenzy by the priests who urged them on to more, but the worse the accusations now, the plainer I could see, the guilt of the accusers, not the one there next to me.

But the man upon the other cross began to curse and swear. And his voice was filled with venom as he hurled it through the air. All the horror that was in him, and had laid his life to waste, came out in every syllable he flung in Jesus' face.

Jesus only looked at him, but something rose inside of me and in spite of all that watched us there, it couldn't be denied, because his righteousness and innocence were shining bright and strong. I just couldn't keep my silence, if the cursing still went on, I cried out, "Don't you fear the wrath of God, even at the end, you'll curse us both into the pit is that what you intend? We're only getting what we're due, we've sinned our whole lives long, but don't you talk to Him that way, 'cause He's done nothing wrong!"

Then with all my courage, in a voice not quite my own, I asked Him, "Lord remember me when you come into your throne.". He answered me and even then His love was undisguised, He said, "Before the sun has set today, you'll be with me... in Paradise."

The shouts and curses did not stop, even when the sunlight ceased, but somehow in the midst of it, my soul had been released. Though the agony continued, it was still too small a price, to be allowed to hear those words, and to die beside the Christ.

Then darkness changed to dawning.
I heard the sound of voices.
The air was warm around me,
I stood beside a stream.

Abraham was speaking
to the multitudes before him:
The unfolding of the answer to our prayers and hopes and dreams.

Then far across the chasm
came a rumbling like the thunder.
And the Prince of Peace came shining;
from His mouth the power streamed.

And the walls and towers crumbled,
and the gates of Hell went under
as thousands sang the victory: "We have been redeemed!"

Jesus is the Lord of all
Jesus is the Lord of all
Jesus is the Lord of all
We have been redeemed!

Jesus is the Lord of all
Jesus is the Lord of all
Jesus is the Lord of all
We have been redeemed!

THANKS FOR THE HYMNS. MY FAVORITE OF ALL TIME IS "IT IS WELL WITH MY SOUL". BUT WHEN IT COMES TO EASTER TIME, MY FAVORITE IS A MORE CONTEMPORARY SONG. IT TAKES ME BACK TO WHEN I WAS FIRST SAVED, AND IT'S GOOD TO REMEMBER THAT FEELING FROM TIME TO TIME. "The Cross of Christ"

On Calvary’s mountain Hope was born.
God himself the sacrifice.
He carried sin, its grief and scorn
Up on the precious cross of Christ.

I have not seen this rugged wood
to which my Savior was enticed.
But evil hearts were changed to good
Up on the precious cross of Christ.

Refrain:
Oh blessed Hope
Unbounded Grace
When all our good would not suffice.
He challenged darkness face to face
Up on the precious cross of Christ.

There is a joy that’s found within
those who are born not once, but twice.
For they have learned that life begins
Up on the precious cross if Christ.
For they have learned that life begins
Up on the precious cross if Christ.
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