God the Father, God the Son (Littledale)

God the Fa­ther

God the Son

Holy Ghost

the Com­fort­er

Ever bless­èd Three in One

Hearken to our hum­ble pray­er:

Hear us when we call to Thee

Spare us

Ho­ly Tri­ni­ty.

Hear us

Son of God

O hear!

We ap­proach Thee for our dead;

Lead them

in the vale of fear

Be Thy wings around them spread:

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

Child of Ma­ry

who didst bear

Mortal flesh

for man to die;

Child of sor­row

toil

and care

Grant them rest eter­nal­ly.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

Dweller in the vale of death

Second Ad­am

source of life

Wearer of the thor­ny wreath

Victor in the dead­ly strife.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

Thou who didst let fall the tear

On the grave of Beth­any;

Who at Nain did stay the bier

That lone mo­ther’s tear to dry.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

Thou whose voice could wake the dead

Maid! I say to thee

arise!

Who didst bow Thy dy­ing hand

On the day of sac­ri­fice.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

Thou who passedst through the gloom

Which en­shrouds the vale of death

Guide their foot­steps through the tomb

Shelter them Thine arms be­neath.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

By Thy flesh with scourg­es torn

By Thy suf­fer­ing hu­man soul

By the crown of wov­en thorn

By the mock­ing ti­tle-scroll.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

By the qui­et rock-hewn cave

Where Thy bo­dy slept so well

When Thy Spir­it

through the grave

Entered to the realms of hell:

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

By Thy preach­ing of the Christ

To the souls in pri­son bound

When was rolled away the mist

Which had hung their vi­sion round.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

By the eter­nal sac­ri­fice

Which Thou plead­est at the throne

Only gift which can suf­fice

For that gift is all Thine own.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

By the of­fer­ing which we plead

One with Thine in Heav­en above

By the Lamb whose five wounds bled

To fill full our cup of love.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

In the fell and fear­ful day

Day of fu­ry and of ire

When the earth shall melt away

In the thun­der-blast of fire.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

When to hear the doom are met

Saints and sin­ners

quick and dead

And the great white throne is set

And the books are op­en spread.

Lord of life and love

we pray

Grant them mer­cy in that day.

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