Who: This is still another hymn translated by J. Wedderburn.
Note: A 'rood' is a cross, related to the word 'rod.'
This is the only English translation that I know of (based on a google search, tho).
Changes: As always, I altered and edited until it fit and at least semi-rhymed.
Tune: The meter is 88 88 88, and I recommend ALL EHR UND LOB, LSB 948.
Christ gave Himself to die, He did,
And for our fault the mend He made;
For us He shed His precious blood
With great triumph upon the the rood,
And sin and Satan there He slain,
And savéd us from all Hell's pain.
For He again from death up-rose,
Victor of death and all our foes.
He raised the great obligation
That barred our way to salvation:
He banished Satan, hell, and sin
And heav'nly glor' to us did win.
And we are now with God at peace,
Thru Christ, received into His grace,
Our Father: merciful is He;
And we shall sing with Him in bliss.
Alleluia, Alleluia,
Benedicamus domino.
Christus pro nobis passus est
Anonymous
tr. Wedderburns, alt.
Wednesday, April 27, 2011
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Son of Man, I Cry to Thee
Who: Richard Mant was English clergyman from the early 1800's. He is most remembered for his translation, Come, Holy Ghost, Creator Blest.
Changes: I've changed a couple of words to rhyme better.
Tune: The meter is 77 77 77, so I recommend GETHSEMANE, LSB 436.
Changes: I've changed a couple of words to rhyme better.
Tune: The meter is 77 77 77, so I recommend GETHSEMANE, LSB 436.
Son of Man, I cry to Thee;
By the wondrous mystery
Of Thy dwelling here on earth,
By Thy pure and holy birth,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Make Thyself known unto me.
Lamb of God, I cry to Thee;
By Thy bitter agony,
By Thy pangs, to us unknown,
By Thy spirit's parting groan,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Make Thyself known unto me.
Prince of Life, I cry to Thee;
By Thy glorious majesty,
By Thy triumph o'er the grave,
By Thy might to help and save,
Lord, Thy presence let me see,
Make Thyself known unto me.
Lord of Glory, God Most High,
Man exalted to the sky!
With Thy love my bosom fill;
Prod me to perform Thy will;
Then Thy glory I shall see,
Thou wilt bring me home to Thee.
Richard Mant, alt.
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