This Lamb is Christ, the soul's great Friend
The Lamb of God, our Savior
Him God the Father chose to send
To gain for us His favor
"Go forth, My Son", the Father saith
"And free men from the fear of death
From guilt and condemnation
The wrath and stripes are hard to bear
But by Thy Passion men shall share
The fruit of Thy salvation"
Leni
We sang that great Gerhardt hymn today. One of the other hymns we sang was "Ride On, Ride On, in Majesty" (by Henry Milman):
Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
Hark! all the tribes hosanna cry.
O Savior meek, pursue Thy road,
With palms and scattered garments strowed.
Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die.
O Christ, Thy triumphs now begin
O'er captive death and conquered sin.
Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
The angel armies of the sky
Look down with sad and wondering eyes
To see th' approaching Sacrifice.
Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
Thy last and fiercest strife is nigh;
The Father on His sapphire throne
Expects His own anointed Son.
Ride on, ride on, in majesty!
In lowly pomp ride on to die.
Bow Thy meek head to mortal pain.
Then take, O Christ, Thy power and reign.