Mark 9:5

• [Mar 9:5] Lord Jesus, On The Holy Mount

  Lord Jesus, on the holy mount We would abide with Thee, Still drinking from the blessèd fount Of grace, so rich and free. There prophets praise Thy glorious Name, And deeds which Thou hast done; And there the Father’s words proclaim His own belovèd Son. The rays of Thy transfigured face Beam with such golden light That we would never leave the place, Nor lose the heavenly sight. But there is work on earth to do, The suffering soul to heal; The harvest great, the laborers few Thy kingdom to reveal. We may not linger on the mount, Where bright Thy glories shine; We may not taste the sacred fount Of blessedness divine. But let some beams of heavenly light Make bright our earthly way; Then grant the beatific sight Of heaven and endless day.

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  source: Cyberhymnal

Mark 14:72

• [Mar 14:72] O Jesu Christ, If Aught There Be

  O Jesu Christ, if aught there be That, more than all beside, In ever painful memory Must in my heart abide, It is that deep ingratitude Which I to Thee have shown, Who didst for me in tears and blood Upon the cross atone. Alas, how with my actions all Has this defect entwined; How has it poisoned with its gall My spirit, heart and mind! Alas, through this, how many a gem I’ve rudely cast away, That might have formed my diadem In everlasting day! Yet though the time be past and gone, Though little more remains: Though naught is all that can be done, E’en with my utmost pains; Still will I strive, O Savior mine, To do what in me lies; For never did Thy glance divine A contrite heart despise.

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  source: Cyberhymnal