"And when they were come to the place, which is called Calvary, there they crucified Him, and the malefactors, one on the right hand, and the other on the left."

LITANY.

By Thine Agony and Bloody Sweat; by Thy Cross and Passion; by Thy precious Death and Burial,

We beseech Thee to hear us, Good Lord.

By Thy Sacred Body, broken for us upon the Cross, and really given unto us in Holy Communion,

We beseech Thee to hear us, Good Lord.

By Thy precious Blood poured out for us upon the Cross, and really given unto us in the Cup of Blessing,

We beseech Thee to hear us, Good Lord.

By Thine infinite Goodness, which freely bestows Thyself in this incomprehensible Mystery,

We beseech Thee to hear us, Good Lord.

"My son, give me thine heart."

OW take my heart, and all that is in me,

No My Lord Beloved, take it from me to Thee;

I would have Thine:

This soul and flesh of mine

Would order thought, and word, and deed
As Thy most holy Will shall lead.

Thou feedest me with Heavenly Bread and Wine,
Thou pourest through me streams of Life Divine;
O noble Face,

So sweet, so full of Grace,

I ponder, as Thy Cross I see,
How best to give myself to Thee.

Behold, through all the eternal Ages, still
My heart shall choose and love Thy holy Will;
Wouldst Thou my death?

I die to Thee in faith;

Would'st thou that I should longer live ?
To Thee the choice I wholly give.

But Thou must also deign to be my own,
To dwell in me, to make my heart Thy Throne,
My God indeed,

My Help in time of need,

My Head, from Whom no power can sever,

The Bridegroom of my soul for ever.

Lyra Germanica, Miss Winkworth.