WEEK FOUR: Death and Resurrection (MARK 15:26-16:20) (Page 6)

Meditation Hymns

Amazing Grace

By John Newton 1779

1. Amazing grace! How sweet the sound
   That saved a wretch like me!
   I once was lost, but now am found;
   Was blind, but now I see.
2. ’Twas grace that taught my heart to fear,
   And grace my fears relieved;
   How precious did that grace appear
   The hour I first believed.
3. Through many dangers, toils, and snares,
   I have already come;
   ’Tis grace hath brought me safe thus far,
   And grace will lead me home.
4. The Lord has promised good to me,
   His Word my hope secures;
   He will my Shield and Portion be,
   As long as life endures.
5. Yea, when this flesh and heart shall fail,
   And mortal life shall cease,
   I shall possess, within the veil,
   A life of joy and peace.
6. The earth shall soon dissolve like snow,
   The sun forbear to shine;
   But God, who called me here below,
   Will be forever mine.
7. When we’ve been there ten thousand years,
   Bright shining as the sun,
   We’ve no less days to sing God’s praise
   Than when we’d first begun.

 Under An Eastern Sky

1. Under an eastern sky,
   Amid a rabble’s cry,
   A Man went forth to die,
     For me! for me!
2. Thorn-crowned His blessed head,
   Blood-stained His every tread;
   Cross-laden He was led,
     For me! for me!
3. Pierced His hands and feet,
   Three hours o’er Him beat
   Fierce rays of noon-tide heat,
     For me! for me!
4. Thus wert Thou made all mine;
   Lord, make me wholly Thine;
   Grant grace and strength divine
     To me! to me!
5. In thought and word and deed,
   Thy will to do, O lead
   My soul, e’en though it bleed,
     To Thee, to Thee.

Lyrics by Albert Benjamin Simpson 1843-1919,

Music by Isaac Hickman Meredith, 1872-1962

Lord I was Blind; I Could Not See

1. Lord, I was blind; I could not see
   In Thy marred visage any grace,
   But now the beauty of Thy face
   In radiant vision dawns on me.
2. Lord, I was deaf; I could not hear
   The thrilling music of Thy voice;
   But now I hear Thee and rejoice,
   And all Thine uttered words are dear!
3. Lord, I was dumb; I could not speak
   The grace and glory of Thy name;
   But now, as touched with living flame,
   My lips Thine eager praises wake.
4. Lord, I was dead; I could not stir
   My lifeless soul to come to Thee;
   But now, since Thou hast quickened me,
   I rise from sin’s dark sepulcher.
5. For Thou hast made the blind to see,
   The deaf to hear, the dumb to speak,
   The dead to live; and, lo, I break
   The chains of my captivity.

Lyrics by William Tidd Matson, 1833-1899,