Please stand to sing <strong>the</strong> hymnO sacred head, sore wounded,defiled and put to scorn;O kingly head, surroundedwith mocking crown <strong>of</strong> thorn:what sorrow mars thy grandeur?Can death thy bloom deflower?O countenance whose splendour<strong>the</strong> hosts <strong>of</strong> heaven adore.In thy most bitter passionmy heart to share doth cry,with <strong>the</strong>e <strong>for</strong> my salvationupon <strong>the</strong> cross to die.Ah, keep my heart thus movedto stand thy cross beneath,to mourn <strong>the</strong>e, well beloved,yet thank <strong>the</strong>e <strong>for</strong> thy death.My days are few, O fail not,with thine immortal power,to hold me that I quail notin death’s most fearful hour:that I may fight befriended,and see in my last strifeto me thine arms extendedupon <strong>the</strong> cross <strong>of</strong> life.Silence is kept; <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong> priest saysAllPriestAllPaul Gerhardt (1607–76)Trans. Robert Bridges (1844–1930)Tune: Passion Chroralewe adore you, O Christ, and we bless youbecause by your holy cross you have redeemed <strong>the</strong> world.Let us pray.Lord Jesus Christ,you taught usthat what we do <strong>for</strong> <strong>the</strong> least <strong>of</strong> our bro<strong>the</strong>rs and sisterswe do also <strong>for</strong> you:give us <strong>the</strong> will to be <strong>the</strong> servant <strong>of</strong> o<strong>the</strong>rsas you were <strong>the</strong> servant <strong>of</strong> all,and gave up your life and died <strong>for</strong> us,but are alive and reign, now and <strong>for</strong> ever.Amen.
Please sit.JESUS IS STRIPPED OF HIS GARMENTSReaderA reading from <strong>the</strong> Gospel according to John.<strong>The</strong> soldiers took his clo<strong>the</strong>s and divided <strong>the</strong>m into four parts,one <strong>for</strong> each soldier. <strong>The</strong>y also took his tunic; now <strong>the</strong> tunic wasseamless, woven in one piece from <strong>the</strong> top. So <strong>the</strong>y said to oneano<strong>the</strong>r, "Let us not tear it, but cast lots <strong>for</strong> it to see who will getit." This was to fulfil what <strong>the</strong> scripture says, "<strong>The</strong>y divided myclo<strong>the</strong>s among <strong>the</strong>mselves, and <strong>for</strong> my clothing <strong>the</strong>y cast lots."<strong>The</strong> choir sings Vexilla regis prodeunt by Venantius Fortunatus (530–609)Silence is kept.<strong>The</strong> royal banners <strong>for</strong>ward go, <strong>the</strong> cross shines <strong>for</strong>th in mystic glow, wherehe in flesh, our flesh who made, our sentence bore our ransom paid. Wheredeep <strong>for</strong> us <strong>the</strong> spear was dyed, life’s torrent rushing from his side, to washus in that precious flood, where mingled water flowed, and blood. O Tree <strong>of</strong>beauty, Tree <strong>of</strong> light, O Tree with royal purple dight, Elect on whosetriumphal breast those holy limbs should find <strong>the</strong>ir rest! To <strong>the</strong>e, eternalThree in One, let homage meet by all be done: whom by thy <strong>Cross</strong> thou dostrestore, preserve and govern evermore. Amen.Trans. J.M. Neale (1818–66)Please stand with <strong>the</strong> priest.PriestAllwe adore you, O Christ, and we bless youbecause by your holy cross you have redeemed <strong>the</strong> world.PriestAllLet us pray.Almighty Fa<strong>the</strong>r,look with mercy on this your family<strong>for</strong> which our Lord Jesus Christ was contented to be betrayedand given up into <strong>the</strong> hands <strong>of</strong> sinnersand to suffer death upon <strong>the</strong> cross;who is alive and reigns with you and <strong>the</strong> Holy Spirit,one God, now and <strong>for</strong>ever.Amen.Please remain standing <strong>for</strong> <strong>the</strong> rest <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> service.