Ash Wednesday to Pentecost

Article Sections

Contents

  1. Transfigured Man
  2. Palm Ash and Oil
  3. Courage
  4. The Betrayal
  5. Gethsemane
  6. The Cruel Implements
  7. Protraits
  8. Facets of the Cross
  9. Conommitance
  10. The Spirit of the Cross
  11. The Cross that Made Him King
  12. The Paschal Candle
  13. Resurrection in Christ
  14. The Room and the Tomb
  15. Emmaus
  16. Pentecost
  17. Sacred Candles
  18. Fancies
  19. Light Years
  20. Freed (Song 1)
  21. Eden is Gethsemane
  22. The Apple Wood of Calvary
  23. Chorales
  24. Who is this King?
  25. Garments
  26. The Tarnished Vow
  27. Turn Out, Turn Out
  28. Fast as my Courage Ebbs
  29. Suffering
  30. Ash Wednesday Hymns
  31. Every Day
  32. Rejoice, My Soul!
  33. Fragment
  34. The Love You Showed
  35. I Have Opened My Heart
  36. I Often Falter, I Often Fail
  37. Everywhere I See the Cross Bit In My Heart
  38. When My Lord Fell Down
  39. Mary, Sweet Mother of Our Lord
  40. What Love is Mine
  41. Resurrexit Jesus
  42. He Came Not Perfect
  43. Only in Our Head
  44. The New Spark
  45. Shall I Be Thomas
  46. Eucharist and Resurrection
  47. O Thou, Who At Thine Own Command
  48. The Spirit's Endless Flame
  49. O Wretched Soul
  50. Spirit Descended

Who is this King?

  1. Who is this King who reigns sad and alone,
    No courtiers at His side to dance and play?
    What is the meaning of this sad rebuke
    That those who sleep were called to watch and pray?
    Who are these soldiers with their clubs and swords
    Who put to flight His ragged band of lords?
  2. I hear the lash upon his naked back,
    The score of pain above the ribald jeers,
    I see the plaited thorns that twist and crack
    But then my eyes are blinded by His tears:
    What great injustice could have brought such grief
    To one who preached forgiveness and belief?
  3. I see my failure every time He falls,
    I gamble for His love in empty dice,
    I turn my back in horror when He calls,
    Having struck home my nails of avarice:
    If not a party to such infamy
    Instead of acting, I simply stood by.
  4. He is My King, enthroned within my heart,
    His triumph won, my loving Saviour reigns;
    And what He suffered means we will not part
    For from His fatal loss I count the gains:
    But in His triumph I still feel the pain
    Of what he suffered that His love might reign.