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SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST.
B« L. M.
A- dying Saviour.
1 Of RETCH’D on the cross the Saviou*
O dies;
Hark his expiring groans arise:
See from his hands, his feet, his side,
Runs down the sacred, crimson tide.
2 But life attends the deathful sound,
And flows from every bleeding wound,
The vital stream how free it flows,
To save and cleanse his rebel foes!
3 To suffer in the traitor’s place,
To die for man—surprising grace !
Yet pass rebellious angels by;
Oh, why for man, dear Saviour, why ?
4 And didst thou bleed—for sinner’s bleed ?
And could the sun behold the deed ?
No, he withdrew his sickening ray,
And darkness veiled the mourning day.
5 Can I survey this scene of woe,
Where mingling grief and wonder flow,
And yet my heart unmoved remain,
Insensible to love or pain ?
6 Come, dearest Lord, thy grace impale.
To warm this cold, tlrs stupid heart,
Till all its powers and passions moV*
In melting grief and ardent love.
37 7, 6.
Christ crucified, the nob’est theme,
1 WAIN, delusive world, adieu,
V With all of creature good;
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