188. 'Twas on That Night of Deepest Woe

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by G.W. Frazer
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’Twas on that night of deepest woe,
 
When darkness round did thicken,
 
When through deep waters Thou didst go,
 
And for our sins wast stricken;
 
Thou, Lord, didst seek that we should be
 
With grateful hearts remembering Thee.
“And it was about the sixth hour, and there was a darkness over all the earth until the ninth hour.” (Luke 23:44)
“Thou hast laid me in the lowest pit, in darkness, in the deeps.” (Psalm 88:6)
“I sink in deep mire, where there is no standing: I am come into deep waters, where the floods overflow me.” (Psalm 69:2)
“Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.” (Isaiah 53:4)
“And when he had given thanks, he brake it, and said, Take, eat: this is my body, which is broken for you: this do in remembrance of me. After the same manner also he took the cup, when he had supped, saying, This cup is the new testament in my blood: this do ye, as oft as ye drink it, in remembrance of me.” (1 Corinthians 11:24-25)
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How deep the sorrow, who can tell,
 
Which was for us endurèd?
 
Oh love divine, which broke the spell
 
Which had our hearts allurèd.
 
With heart and conscience now set free,
 
It is our joy to think of Thee.
“Is it nothing to you, all ye that pass by? behold, and see if there be any sorrow like unto my sorrow, which is done unto me, wherewith the Lord hath afflicted me in the day of his fierce anger.” (Lamentations 1:12)
“Come unto me, all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls.” (Matthew 11:28-29)
“Yea, in the way of thy judgments, O Lord, have we waited for thee; the desire of our soul is to thy name, and to the remembrance of thee.” (Isaiah 26:8)
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O Lord, how precious is Thy thought,
 
How wondrous Thy desire,
 
To win our hearts, once worse than naught,
 
Who now by grace aspire
 
To seek Thy glory, bear Thy shame,
 
To keep Thy Word, and love Thy name.
“How precious also are thy thoughts unto me, O God! how great is the sum of them!” (Psalm 139:17)
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We know Thee now exalted high,
 
Ourselves in Thee accepted;
 
We wait the hour which now draws nigh,
 
Thy coming long expected.
 
Till Thou dost come we still would be
 
With grateful hearts remembering Thee.
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