#119: ‘Tis Mdnight — and on Olive’s Brow

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith) 1 'Tis midnight -- and on Olive's brow The star is dimmed that lately shone; 'Tis midnight -- in the garden now The suff'ring Savior prays alone. 2 'Tis midnight -- and from all removed The Savior wrestles … Continue reading #119: ‘Tis Mdnight — and on Olive’s Brow

#116: O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

(Part of a series singing through the hymnbook I grew up with: Great Hymns of the Faith)   1 O sacred Head, now wounded, With grief and shame weighed down, Now scornfully surrounded With thorns Thy only crown, How art thou pale with anguish, With sore abuse and scorn! How does that visage languish Which once was … Continue reading #116: O Sacred Head, Now Wounded