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The Crucifixion |
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Sir. John Stainer |
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Libretto by Revd. W. J. Sparrow Simpson |
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Created 1/11/2008 Revised 13/04/2009 |
Various Movements
1 Recitative
And they came to a place named Gethsemane: and Jesus saithe to His disciples,
Sit ye here, while I shall pray.
St. Mark 14:32
2 The Agony
| Could
ye not watch with me one brief hour? Could ye not pity my sorest need? Ah! if ye sleep while the tempests lower, Surely, my friends, I am lone indeed! Jesu, Lord Jesu, bowed in bitter anguish, |
Could
ye not watch with me one brief hour? Did ye not say upon Kedron’s slope, Ye would not fall into the Tempter’s power? Did ye not murmur great worlds of hope? Could ye not watch with me? even so: Willing in heart, but the flesh is vain. Back to mine agony I must go, Lonely to pray in bitterest pain. |
And they laid their hands on Him, and to Him, and led Him
away to the high priest. And the high priest asked Him, and said unto Him, “Art
Thou the Christ, the Son of the Blessed?” Jesus said, “I am: and ye shall see
the Son of man sitting on the right hand of power, and coming in the clouds of
heaven.” Then the high priest rent his clothes, and saithe, “What need we any
further witnesses? Ye have heard the blasphemy.” And they all condemned Him to
be guilty of death. And they bound Jesus, and carried Him away, and delivered
Him to Pilate. And Pilate, willing to content the people, released Barabbas unto
them, and delivered Jesus, when he had scourged Him, to be crucified. And the
soldiers led him away.
St. Mark 14:46, 53, 61-64; 15:1, 15
3 Processional to Calvary
| Fling
wide the gates, for the Saviour waits To tread in His royal way; He has come from above, in His power and love, To die on the Passion Day. His Cross is the sign of a love divine, How sweet is the grace of His sacred face, |
The
burden of wrong that earth bears along, Past evil, and evil to be, - All sins of man since the world began, They are laid, dear Lord, on Thee. Then on to the end, my God and my Friend,
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4 Recitative
And when they were come to the place called Calvary, there they crucified Him,
and the malefactors, one on the right, and the other on the left.
5 The Mystery of the Divine Humiliation
| Cross
of Jesus, Cross of Sorrow, Where the blood of Christ was shed, Perfect man on thee was tortured, Perfect God on thee has bled. Here the King of all the ages, O mysterious condescending! Evermore for human failure This - all human thought surpassing - |
Once
the Lord of brilliant seraphs, Winged with Love to do His Will, Now the scorn of all His creatures, And the aim of every ill. Up in Heaven, sublimest glory Who shall fathom that descending? From the “Holy, Holy, Holy, Cross of Jesus, Cross of Sorrow, |
6 Recitative
He made himself of no reputation, and took upon Him the form of a servant,
and was made in the likeness of men: And being found in fashion as a man, He
humbled Himself, and became obedient unto death, even the death of the cross.
Philippians 2:7, 8
7 The Majesty of the Divine Humiliation
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King ever glorious! The dews of death are gathering round Thee, Upon the Cross Thy foes have bound Thee, Thy strength is gone. Not in Thy Majesty, Who can be like Thee? |
Thou art sublime; Far more awful in Thy weakness, More than kingly in Thy meekness, Thou Son of God.
Glory and honour: Here in abasement, |
8 Recitative
And as Moses lifted up the serpent in the wilderness, even so must the Son of
man be lifted up; that whosever believeth in Him should not perish, but have
everlasting life.
St. John 3:14, 15
9 Chorus
God so loved the world, that He gave His only-begotten Son, that whoso
believeth in Him should not perish, but have everlasting life. For God sent not
His Son into the world to condemn the world; but that the world through Him
might be saved.
St. John 3:14, 15
10 Litany of the Passion
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Jesu, by Thy Passion, By the woes which none can share, Borne in more than kingly fashion, By Thy love beyond compare: Crucified, I turn to Thee, Son of Mary, plead for me. By the treachery and trial, By Thy look so sweet and lowly, |
By the
hour of condemnation, By the blood which trickled down, When, for us and our salvation, Thou didst wear the robe and crown: Crucified, I turn to Thee, Son of Mary, plead for me. By the path of sorrows dreary, By the Spirit which could render |
11 Recitative
Jesus said: “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.”
St. John 3:14, 15
12 Duet
So Thou liftest Thy divine petition,
Pierced with cruel anguish through and through;
So Thou grievest o’er our lost condition,
Pleading, “Ah, they know not what they do.”
Oh! ‘twas love, in love’s divinest feature,
Passing o’er that dark and murderous blot;
Finding, e’en for each low-fallen creature,
Tho’ they slay Thee, one redeeming spot.
Yes! and still Thy patient heart is yearning
With a love that mortal scarce can bear;
Thou in pity, deep, divine, and burning,
Liftest e’en for me Thy mighty prayer.
So Thou pleadest, e’en for my transgression,
Bidding me look up, and trust, and live;
So Thou murmurest Thine intercession,
Yea, he knew not; for my sake, forgive.
13 The Mystery of Intercession
| Jesus,
the Crucified, pleads for me, While He is nailed to the shameful tree, Scorned and forsaken, derided and curst, See how His enemies do their worst! Yet, in the midst of the torture and shame, Jesus, the Crucified, breathes my name! Wonder of wonders, oh! how can it be? Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me! Lord, I
have left Thee, I have denied, |
Though
thou hast left me and wandered away, Chosen the darkness instead of the day, Though thou art covered with many a stain, Though thou hast wounded me oft and again, Though thou hast followed thy wayward will: Yet, in my pity, I love thee still. Wonder of wonders it ever must be! Jesus, the Crucified, pleads for me! Jesus is dying, in agony sore, |
14 Recitative
And one of the malefactors which were hanged, railed on Him, saying, “If
thou be the Christ, save thyself and us.” But the other, answering, rebuked him,
saying, “Dost not thou fear God, seeing thou art in the same condemnation? And
we indeed justly; for we receive the due reward of our deeds: but this man hath
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.”
St. Luke 23:39-43
15 The Adoration of the Crucified
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I adore Thee, I adore Thee! I adore Thee, I adore Thee! |
Lo! I come, for Thou art willing I adore Thee, I adore Thee! |
16 Recitative
When Jesus therefore saw His mother, and the disciple standing by, whom He loved
, He saithe unto His mother, “Woman, behold thy son!” Then saithe He to the
disciple, “Behold thy mother!” There was darkness over all the land. And at the
ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, “My God, my God, why hast Thou
forsaken me?”
St. John 29:26, 27; St. Matthew 27:45;
St. Mark 25:34
17 Recitative
Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Behold, and see if there be any
sorrow like unto my sorrow which is done unto me, wherewith the Lord hath
afflicted me in the day of His fierce anger.
Lamentations 1:22
18 The Appeal of the Crucified
| From the Throne of
His Cross, the King of grief Cries out to a world of unbelief: Oh! men and women, afar and nigh, Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? I laid my eternal power aside, I wept for the sorrows and pains of men, Behold me and see: pierced through and through |
Oh! men and women,
your deeds of shame, Your sins without reason and number and name, I bear them all on this Cross on high; Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? Is it nothing to you that I bow my head? Oh come unto me! by the woes I have borne, Oh come unto me! this awful price, |
19 Recitative
After this, Jesus knowing all things were now accomplished, saithe, “I
thirst.” When Jesus had received the vinegar, He saithe, “It is finished.
Father, into Thy hands I commend my Spirit.” And he bowed His head, and gave up
the ghost.
St. John 29:28-30; St. Luke 23:46
20 For the love of Jesus
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for Jesus - all for Jesus, This our song shall ever be; For we have no hope, nor Saviour, If we have not hope in Thee. All for Jesus - Thou wilt give us All for Jesus - at Thine altar |
All
for Jesus - Thou hast loved us; All for Jesus - Thou hast died; All for Jesus - Thou art with us; All for Jesus Crucified. All for Jesus - all for Jesus,
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