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SUFFERINGS OF CHRIST.
Bursting all the bars of death,
Triumphing o’er hell and earth,
Thou ascendest to mansions of bliss.
7 There interceding, there interceding,
Pleading that sinners might live,
Saying, ‘ Father, I have died,
Oh ! behold my hands and side.
To redeem them—I pray thee forgive.
8 ‘I will forgive them, I will forgive them
Says the kind Father to thee ;
‘ Let them now return to thee,
And be reconciled to me,
And eternally saved they shall be.’
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Christ the sweetest theme,
1 | BSUS, in thy transporting name
What blissful glories rise;
Jesus—the angels’ sweetest theme—■
The wonder of the skies.
2 Jesus, and didst thou leave the sky
For miseries and woes?
And didst thou bleed, and groan, and die
For vile, rebellious foes?
3 Victorious love ! can language tell
The wonders of thy power,
Which conquered all the force of hell
In that tremendous hour?
4 What glad return can I impart
For favors so divine ?
“0 take my heart, this worthless heart
And make it only thine.
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