Lift up your heads, ye ancient Doors!
Throw wide the gates and greet the Lord!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Prepare the way with palms of praise!
Lay down your garments; clear the way!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Sing Hosanna to the King of kings!

Come, children, wave your palms on high!
Lift up your voices to the sky!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Let all the gates of Zion ring;
Each voice in grateful offering.
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Sing Hosanna to the King of kings!

Ride on, ride on, great David's son!
Great is the work that God has done!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Come, long awaited Prince of Peace!
Make ev'ry war and conflict cease!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!
Sing Hosanna! Sing Hosanna! Hosanna!
Hosanna! Hosanna! Sing Hosanna!

If ye love me, keep my commandments,
and I will pray the Father,
and he shall give you another Comforter,
that he may bide with you forever,
e'en the spirit of truth.

Jesus climbed the hill to the Garden still;
His steps were heavy and slow.
Love and a prayer took Him there
to the place only He could go.

Gethsemane! Jesus loves me,
So He went willingly to Gethsemane.

He felt all that was sad, wicked, or bad,
all the pain we would ever know.
While His friends were asleep,
He fought to keep
His promise made long ago.

Gethsemane! Jesus loves me,
So He went willingly to Gethsemane.

The hardest thing that ever was done,
The greatest pain that ever was known,
The biggest battle that ever was won—
This was done by Jesus!
The fight was won by Jesus!

Gethsemane! Jesus loves me,
So He gave this gift to me
In Gethsemane.
Gethsemane! Jesus loves me,
So He gives this gift to me
From Gethsemane.

I am a poor wayfaring stranger,
while journ’ying through this world of woe,
Yet there’s no sickness, toil, nor danger
in that fair land to which I go.
I’m going there to see my mother,
I’m going there no more to roam;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I know dark clouds will gather o’er me,
I know my way is rough and steep,
yet beauteous fields lie just before me,
where God’s redeemed their vigils keep.
I’m going there to see my Father,
said he’d meet me when I come;
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

I want to wear a crown of glory,
when I get home to that good land,
I want to shout salvation’s story
in concert with the blood washed band.
I’m going there to see my Savior,
to sing his praise forever more.
I’m only going over Jordan,
I’m only going over home.

O sacred Head, now wounded,
With grief and shame weighed down,
Now scornfully surrounded
With thorns, Thine only crown.
O sacred Head, what glory,
What bliss till now was Thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,
I joy to call Thee mine.

What language shall I borrow
To thank Thee, dearest Friend,
For this, Thy dying sorrow,
Thy pity without end?
O make me Thine forever!
And should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never
Outlive my love to Thee.

O sacred Head, now wounded.

Miserere mei, Deus: secundum magnam misericordiam tuam
Et secundum multitudinem miserationum tuarum, dele iniquitatem meam
Amplius lava me ab iniquitate mea: et a peccato meo munda me.

Have mercy on me, O God, according to Thy great mercy.
According unto the multitude of Thy tender mercies remove my transgressions.
Wash me thoroughly from my iniquities, and cleanse me from my sin.

Ave verum corpus natum de Maria Virgine.
Vere passum immolatum in cruce pro homine:
Cujus latus perforatum fluxit aqua et sanguine:
Esto nobis praegustatum mortis in examine.
O Jesu dulcis! O Jesu pie! O Jesu! fili Mariae.

Hail true body born of the Virgin,
Who has truly suffered and was sacrificed on the cross
for mankind; Whose side was pierced and from whence
water flowed with blood:
Be for us a foretaste of bliss in our final examining.
O Jesu sweet! O Jesu kind! O Jesu! son of Mary.

Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?
Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?
Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they nailed him to the tree?

Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Were you there when they laid him in the tomb?
Oh, sometimes it causes me to tremble, tremble, tremble.
Were you there when they crucified my Lord?

When I survey the wondrous cross
On which the Prince of glory died,
My richest gain I count but loss,
And pour contempt on all my pride.

Forbid it, Lord, that I should boast,
Save in the death of Christ, my God!
All the vain things that charm me most,
I sacrifice them to his blood.

See from his head, his hands, his feet,
Sorrow and love flow mingled down!
Did e'er such love and sorrow meet,
Or thorns compose so rich a crown?

Were the whole realm of nature mine,
That were a present far too small;
Love, so amazing, so divine,
Demands my soul, my life, my all!

Amen!

Dies irae

Dies irae, dies illa, (Day of wrath, that day,)
Solvet saeclum in favilla,  (Will dissolve the world in ashes,)
Teste David cum Sybilla, (As testified by David and the Sybil.)

Dies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum,
in favilla,
Dies irae, dies illa
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sybilla,

Dies irae, dies irae, dies illa,
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Solvet saeclum in favilla,
Teste David cum Sybilla.

Dies irae. Dies irae. Dies irae.

Quantus tremor est futurus,  (How much trembling there will be,)
Quando judex est venturus,  (When the judge comes,)
Cuncta stricte discussurus! (And strictly examines all things)

Inflammatus et accensus

Inflammatus, inflammatus et accensus (Burning and set on fire)
Per te, Virgo, sim defensus, (let me be defended by you, O Virgin)
Per te, Virgo, sim defensus,
In die judicii. (on the day of judgment)

In die judicii, In die judicii,
In die judicii, In die judicii.

Fac me cruce custodiri, (Make me to be guarded by the cross)
Morte Christi praemuniri, (protected by Christ’s death)
Morte Christi praemuniri,
Confoveri gratia. (nurtured by grace)
Confoveri gratia.
Confoveri gratia.
Confoveri gratia.

He is risen! He is risen!
He hath opened heaven's gate.
We are free from sin's dark prison,
Risen to a holier state.
And a brighter Easter beam
On our longing eyes shall stream.

Come with high and holy hymning;
Chant our Lord's triumphant lay.
Not one darksome cloud is dimming
Yonder glorious morning ray.

Woman, why weepest thou?
Because they have taken away my Lord.
Whom seekest thou?
He is not here. 
Oh, tell me where thou hast laid Him,
And I will take Him away.

Go to my brethren and say,
I ascend unto my Father, and to my God,
And to your God.
The Lord is risen today!

He is risen! He is risen!
Tell it out with joyful voice.
He has burst his three days' prison;
Let the whole wide earth rejoice:
Death is conquered; man is free.
Christ has won the victory.

He is not here; He is risen!

Love divine, all loves excelling,
Joy of heav’n, to earth come down.
Fix in us thy humble dwelling,
All thy faithful mercies crown!
Jesus, thou art all compassion,
Pure, unbounded love thou art;
Visit us with thy salvation,
Enter ev'ry trembling heart.

Breathe, O breathe thy loving Spirit
Into ev’ry troubled breast!
Let us all in Thee inherit;
Let us find thy promised rest.
Take away the love of sinning;
Alpha and Omega be;
End of faith, as its beginning,
Set our hearts at liberty.

Come, Almighty, to deliver,
Let us all thy life receive;
Suddenly return, and never,
Nevermore thy temples leave.
Thee we would be always blessing,
Serve Thee as thy hosts above,
Pray, and praise thee without ceasing,
Glory in thy perfect love.

Finish, then, thy new creation;
Pure and spotless let us be;
Let us see thy great salvation,
Perfectly restored in thee;
Changed from glory into glory,
Till in heav’n we take our place;
Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.

Till we cast our crowns before Thee,
Lost in wonder, love, and praise.
Amen!