Made sweet hosanas ring The people of the Hebrews with palms before Thee went, our praise, and pray’r, and anthems Before Thee we present. 4. All glory, laud and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King. to whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring to Thee before Thy passion They sang their hymns of praise To Thee now high exalted Our melody we raise. 5. All glory, laud and honour To Thee, Redeemer, King. to whom the lips of children Made sweet hosannas ring thou didst accept their praises Accept the pray’rs we bring. who, in all good delightest, Thou good and gracious King. NCH 110 1. Cross of Jesus, Cross of sorrow, Where the blood of Christ was shed, Perfect man on thee did suffer, Perfect God on thee hath bled! 2. Here the King of all the ages, Throned in light ere worlds could be, Robed in mortal flesh is dying, Crucified by sin for me. 3. Evermore for human failure, By his passion we can plead; God has borne all mortal anguish; Surely he will know our need. 4. Cross of Jesus, Cross of sorrow, Where the blood of Christ was shed, Perfect Man on thee did suffer, Perfect God on thee has bled! NCH 238 1. Jesus, Creator of the world! Of all mankind Redeemer blest! True God of God in whom we see The Father’s image clear express’d. 2. Thee, Saviour, love alone constrained To make our mortal flesh thine own, And as a second Adam come For the first Adam to atone. 3. That self-same love which made the sky, Which made the sea and stars and earth, Took pity on our misery And broke the bondage of our birth. 4. O Jesus, in thy heart divine, May that same love for ever glow, For ever mercy to mankind From that exhaustless fountain flow. 5. For this thy Sacred Heart was pierced, And both with blood and water ran to cleanse us from the stains of guilt, And be the hope and strength of man. 6. Jesus, to thee be glory giv’n, Who from thy heart dost grace outpour, With Father and with Holy Ghost through endless ages evermore. NCH 402 1. Queen of the Holy Rosary, O bless us as we pray And offer thee our roses In garlands day by day While from our Father’s garden, With loving hearts and bold, We gather to thine honour Buds white and red and gold. 2. Queen of the Holy Rosary, Each myst’ry blends with thine The sacred life of Jesus In ev’ry step divine, Thy soul was his fair garden, thy virgin breast his throne, Thy thoughts his faithful mirror Reflecting him alone. 3. Sweet Lady of the Rosary, White roses let us bring And lay them round thy footstool, Before our infant King For nestling in thy bossom, God’s Son was fain to be The Child of thine obedience And spotless purity. 1946 MRS. CECILIA JOHNSON 2025 89 A Loving Farewell
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