Text Based On Matthew Chapter 27 (KJV)
Now from the sixth hour there was darkness over all the land unto the ninth hour.
And about the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eli, Eli,
lama sabachthani? that is to say, My God, my God, why hast thou forsaken me?
(Public Domain)
1952 BH - Page No. 116
The Lord Jesus Christ - His Sufferings and Death
The Weekly Seventh Day Sabbath
Words: John Ellerton: 1826-1893
Music: J. S. Bach: 1685-1750
Nicht So Traurig. (77.77.77.)
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Throned Upon the Awful Tree
1.
Throned upon the awful Tree,
King of grief, I watch with Thee;
Darkness veils Thine anguished face;
None its lines of woe can trace.
None can tell what pangs unknown-
Hold Thee silent and alone.
2.
Silent through those three dread hours,
Wrestling with the evil powers,
Left alone with human sin,
Gloom around Thee and within,
Till the appointed time is nigh,
Til the Lamb of God may die.
3.
Hark, that cry that peals aloud-
Upward through the whelming cloud!
Thou, the Father’s only Son,
Thou, His own Anointed One,
Thou dost ask Him – can it be:
Why hast Thou forsaken Me?
4.
Lord, should fear and anguish roll-
Darkly o’er my sinful soul,
Thou, who once were thus bereft-
That Thine own might ne’er be left,
Teach me by that bitter cry-
In the gloom to know Thee nigh.
A blessèd Seventh Day Sabbath to all believers.
In the Son’s Name - For the Father’s glory.
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Throned upon the awful Tree,