69.-L.M. It is finished. "TIS finished!' so the Saviour cried, And meekly bowed his head and died. "Tis finished!' yes, the race is run, The battle fought, the victory won. "Tis finished!' all that heaven foretold "Tis finished!' Son of God! thy power 70.-S.M. He was wounded for our transgressions. BEHOLD th' amazing sight, The Saviour lifted high! For whom, for whom, my heart, Were all these sorrows borne ? For love of us He bled, And all in torture died; 'Twas love that bowed his fainting head I see, and I adore In sympathy of love; I feel the strong attractive power In Thee our hearts unite, Nor share thy griefs alone, 71.-8.7. God forbid that I should glory, save in the cross of our Lord Jesus Christ. IN the cross of Christ I glory, Towering o'er the wrecks of time; All the light of sacred story Gathers round its head sublime. When the woes of life o'ertake me, When the sun of bliss is beaming Bane and blessing, pain and pleasure, Peace there is that knows no measure, In the cross of Christ I glory, 72.-6.6.10. Looking unto Jesus. THOU, who didst stoop below To drain the cup of woe, Wearing the form of frail mortalityThy blessed labours done, Thy crown of victory won, Hast passed from earth-passed to thy home on high. Man may no longer trace, In thy celestial face, The image of the bright, the viewless One; Nor may thy servants hear, Save with faith's raptured ear, Thy voice of tenderness, God's holy Son! Our eyes behold Thee not, Those who have placed their hope, their trust in Thee; Before thy Father's face Thou hast prepared a place, That where Thou art, there they may also be. It was no path of flowers, Shrink from the narrow way, When clouds and darkness are around it spread? O Thou who art our life, Be with us through the strife! Was not thy head by earth's fierce tempests bowed? Raise Thou our eyes above To see a Father's love Beam, like the bow of promise, through the cloud. Ev'n through the awful gloom, That light of love our guiding star shall be; The shadowy way to tread, Friend, Guardian, Saviour, which doth lead to Thee. 73.-7s. If any man will come after me let him deny himself, and take up his cross and follow me. GO to dark Gethsemane, Ye that feel the tempter's power; Watch with Him one bitter hour: Follow to the judgment-hall; Calvary's mournful mountain climb; Love's own sacrifice complete : Learn of Jesus Christ to die. Early hasten to the tomb, Where they laid his breathless clay : Who hath taken Him away? Christ is risen: He seeks the skies: |