| Song | Throne Upon The Awful Tree Lamb |
| Content Description | “Throne Upon The Awful Tree Lamb” is a solemn and worshipful Christian hymn that reflects on Jesus Christ reigning from the cross through His sacrificial death. Its powerful lyrics lead believers to meditate on redemption, grace, and the victory won through Christ’s suffering. Often associated with Holy Week and Good Friday worship, the hymn inspires reverence, gratitude, and deeper devotion to the Savior. This timeless Christian hymn continues to remind worshippers of the love and salvation revealed through the cross of Christ. |
| Album | Passiontide Hymns |
| Genre | Traditional Christian Hymns |
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| Tags | worship, hymn, cross, Jesus, redemption, sacrifice, Passion, Good Friday, salvation, traditional hymn |
| Theme(s) | The Cross, Redemption, Christ’s Sacrifice, Salvation, Worship |
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Throne Upon The Awful Tree,
Lamb Of God, Your Grief I See.
Darkness Veils Your Anguished Face;
None Its Lines Of Woe Can Trace.
None Can Tell What Pangs Unknown
Hold You Silent And Alone.
Silent Through Those Three Dread Hours,
Wrestling With The Evil Powers,
Left Alone With Human Sin,
Gloom Around You And Within,
Till The Appointed Time Is Nigh,
Til The Lamb Of God May Die.
Hark, That Cry That Peals Aloud
Upward Through The Whelming Cloud!
You, The Fathers Only Son,
You, His Own Anointed One,
You Are Asking Can It Be
Why Have You Forsaken Me?
Lord, Should Fear And Anguish Roll,
Darkly Over My Sinful Soul,
You, Who Once Were Thus Bereft
That Your Own Might Never Be Left,
Teach Me By That Bitter Cry
In The Gloom To Know You Nigh.
Throne Upon The Awful Tree,
King Of Grief, I Watch With Thee;
Darkness Veils Thine Anguished Face,
None Its Lines Of Woe Can Trace.
None Can Tell What Pangs Unknown
Hold Thee Silent And Alone.
Silent Through Those Three Dread Hours,
Wrestling With The Evil Powers,
Left Alone With Human Sin,
Gloom Around Thee And Within,
Till The Appointed Time Is Nigh,
Till The Lamb Of God May Die.
Hark, That Cry That Peals Aloud
Upward Through The Whelming Cloud!
Thou, The Father’s Only Son,
Thou, His Own Anointed One,
Thou Dost Ask Him (Can It Be?)
“Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?”
Lord, Should Fear And Anguish Roll,
Darkly Over My Sinful Soul,
Thou, Who Once Were Thus Bereft
That Thine Own Might Never Be Left,
Teach Me By That Bitter Cry
In The Gloom To Know Thee Nigh.
