Maundy Thursday

Since by man came death, by man came also the resurrection of the dead. For as in Adam all die, even so in Christ shall all be made alive. (I Corinthians 15:21-22)

The music is Handel, of course.

What wondrous love is this, O my soul, O my soul,
What wondrous love is this, O my soul,
What wondrous love is this
That caused the Lord of bliss
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul, for my soul,
To bear the dreadful curse for my soul.

When I was sinking down, sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down, sinking down,
When I was sinking down
Beneath God’s righteous frown,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul, for my soul,
Christ laid aside His crown for my soul.

And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,
And when from death I’m free, I’ll sing on.
And when from death I’m free
I’ll sing and joyful be,
And through eternity I’ll sing on, I’ll sing on,
And through eternity I’ll sing on.

Molly observes Palm Sunday.

Resurrection!

Christ, the Lord, is risen today!
All creation joins to say:
Raise your joys and triumphs high!
Sing, ye heavens, and earth, reply!

Lives again our glorious King!
Where, O death, is now thy sting?
Dying once, He all doth save,
Where thy victory, O grave?

Love's redeeming work is done,
Fought the fight, the battle won.
Death in vain forbids Him rise:
Christ has opened paradise.

Soar we now where Christ has led,
Following our exalted Head.
Made like Him, like Him we rise,
Ours the cross, the grave, the skies!

Minister: Is it nothing to you, all ye who pass by?
People: Behold and see if there be any sorrow like unto His sorrow.
Minster: God commendeth His love toward us in that while we were yet sinners, Christ died for us.
People: Behold the Lamb of God which taketh away the sins of the world.

All glory, laud and honor, to Thee, Redeemer, King,
To Whom the lips of children made sweet hosannas ring.
Thou art the King of Israel, Thou David's royal Son,
Who in the Lord's Name comest, the King and Blessed One.

The company of angels are praising Thee on High,
And we with all creation in chorus make reply.
The people of the Hebrews with palms before Thee went;
Our prayer and praise and anthems before Thee we present.

To Thee, before Thy passion, they sang their hymns of praise;
To Thee, now high exalted, our melody we raise.
Thou didst accept their praises; accept the prayers we bring,
Who in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King.



R took this picture this morning from the balcony with his camera phone. Those green blobs are the palm branches the children were waving.