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6 Next take to heart his anguish great, [2 Oh! this makes me think with sighing When, press'd beneath sin's pond'rous I'm the cause: Behold the Man! weight,
Then his love which I'm enjoying, All comfort from him taken,
Comforts me: Behold the Man! He cries aloud, “My God, my God, Ah! that terribly abused
Why hast thou me forsaken pár Countenance so marr'd and bruised, 7 « 'Tis finishid,” was the solemn Makes my eyes with tears o'erflow, word,
Till to him I've leave to go. When for mankind our dying Lord 3 Wounded head, back plough'd with Had gain’d complete salvation ;
furrows, Ye mourning sinners, all rejoice
Visage marr'd: Behold the Man! To hear this declaration.
Eyes how dim, how full of sorrows, 8 The last, attention due demands: Sunk with grief: Behold the Man! • O Father, now into thy hands
Lamb of God, led to the slaughter,
Melted, poured out like water;
Viewing thee, thou slaughter'dLamb.
T. 217. Find in his seven dying words When thou in death didst bow thy head A treasure of rich blessing.
All nature, Lord, was struck with 97. T. 168.
wonder; O BEHOLD your Saviour wounded,
The opning graves gave up their dead like
Earth trembled, rocks were rent in the Hanging on th' accursed cross;
sunder: None hath e'er the love expounded,
Then felt the pow'rs of hell below Our Redeemer show'd to us:
Their last irrevocable blow; Hear him at his crucifixion
Thy aim was then by right obtained, Pray for foes 'midst keen affliction,
To free the souls by Satan chained; “O forgive them; they don't know, Now, thro' thy anguish and distress, Heav'nly Father, what they do."
The captives find a full release. 2 At his cross's foot now tarry, View his languid, marred face,
2 Thou, who the nail-prints dost retain, 'B Mark his care for John and Mary;
Tho'tothy glorious throne ascended, To the thief he offers
Whose side's incision doth remain,
grace. Ah, he thirsts with love unshaken;
And thorn-marks which thy head
0 “God! why hast thou me forsaken ?"
10 And - 'Tis finish'a !” Jesus cries,
This is thy most transcendent form Yields his spirit, droops and dies.
Which doth our hearts transport and
warm, T. 168. As thou upon the cross didst languish, SINCE with awe in strains melodious, Or, as thy body, pale and dead,
Extended there in keenest anguish;
In the cold sepulchre was laid.
When by the eye of faith he's view'd, I am never tir'd to gaze
With blood and bruises stain'd all At thy lovely bleeding face.
For, more than all that can be said 2 Lord Jesus ! who is like to thee!
3 How that blest moment I regard, sed While meditating on his death.
When thou didst bow thy head ! 4 Christ's agony, his death and blood O had my list'ning ear but heard Shall be our joy and consolation, The
that left thee dead ! The grace unmerited bestow'd
4 How highly favor'd had I been, On us our constant meditation; lap
Had I with John stood by,
beloved Saviour seen 145 He will continue still to feed us,
In keenest anguish die!
Thy side for me then pierc'd,
With what emotion had I thence
Seen blood and water burst! 100.* T. 594.
6 It is as tho' my eyes now view'd ONE view, Lord Jesus, of thy passion This heart-affecting sight,
Wilt make the fainting spirit glad; And ev'ry scene depicted stood wheel This yields us solid consolation, 'Fore me in clearest light.
When thy dear blood, so freely shed, 7 O might thy dying love divine
Become to me more clear, When thou dostgive to us thy peace; And smile in ev'ry smile of mine, end Ah, then our arms of faith are ready,
And flow in ev'ry tear.
8 When I depart, my latest breath
To thee, Lord, shall ascend,
As a thank-off'ring for thy death;
Thus, blest my race will end.
· 102.* T. 14.
Thy Maker sinks in death! Deep in my heart engrav'd remain, Cover'd with stripes and wounds for 3 O might I live in the enjoyment
Thy Saviour yields his breath. [thee
To muse upon what he sustain'd! Deep sighs and groans he sends to God
My poor& worthless name doth stand, b; Support me, till I in the haven 3 Thou Prince of glory knew'st no sin ; Of endless joy shall safely land.
What caus’d thee then such pain ?
Thou harmless, undefil'd and clean, T. 14.
What caus'd thee to be slain ?
Upon the ocean's shore,
Have been the cruel, murďrous hands
That wounded thee so sore.
4. When earth and hell's malicious 3 Come, sinners, view the Lamb of sulfies
5 What anguish, what tormenting pain 6 Joy for thy torments we receive, Thy soul did rack and tear!
Life in thy death have found; All this thou freely didst sustain,
For the reproaches of thy cross But I deserv'd to bear.
Shall be with glory crown'd.
To ease my burden'd heart: (whole, of thy redeeming love;
To live with thee above!
HOLD 8 Thou art destruction to the grave,
And did my Sov'reign die?
Would he devote his sacred head Death's enemy severe;
For such a worm as I? That each in bondage as its slave,
Might now be sav'd from fear, 2 Was it for crimes that I had done, 9 My debt to thee, God, who art love, Amazing pity! grace unknown!
He groan'd upon the tree?
And love beyond degree !
3 Well might the sun in darkness hide 10 Grant me the grace, while I am here, when God th' almighty Maker dy'd, och
And shut his glories in, (Since I can nothing give)
An oft'ring for my sin. Thy suft'rings in my heart to bear, And by thy death to live. 4 Thus might I hide my blushing face, by na
While Jesus' cross appears; 103. T. 14.
Dissolve, my heart, in thankfulness,
And melt my eyes in tears !.
T. 2 2.
WHEN I by faith my Saviour see 2 Compassion for man's fallen race
Expiring on the cross for me, Brought down God's only Son,
Satan and sin no more can move, To veil in flesh his radiant face, For I am filld with Jesus' love. And for their sins atone.
2 His thorns and'nails pierce thro' my 3 Who can to love his name forbear,
heart, That of his suff'rings hears, In ev'ry groan I bear a part; And finds the ransom of his soul
I view his wounds with streaming eyes; Was blood as well as tears?
But see! he bows his head, and dies!
Encompass'd thee around, (pow'rs God, Thy sacred blood, O Son of God,
Wounded and dead, & bath'd in blood! Stream'd forth from ev'ry wound:
Behold his side, and venture near, 5 Till death's pale ensigns o'er thy The well of endless life is here. cheeks,
4 Here I forget my cares and pains; And trembling lips were spread;
thirst'remains i Till light forsook thy dying eyes, Only the fountain-head above
And life thy drooping head. Can satisfy the thirst of love.
I drink, yet
5 that I thus could always feel! 12 His flesh istorn with whips and nails;
my heart and charms mine ear; Proclaim thecrimes for which they dy'd: Affords a balm for ev'ry wound, But what, dear Saviour, hast thou done? And Satan trembles at the sound, Thou dyd'st for sin, but not thine own.
4. Jesus, and didst thou bleed for me? 106. T. 14.
O great, O boundless mystery!
Ibuw my head in deep amaze,
Stretch'd out upon the tree;
To Calv'ry's holy mount;
Suft'ring on thy account. [thieves, 3 All righteousness did he fulfil,
2 Fall at his cross's foot,
And say, “ My God and Lord,
Which life for me procur’d.”.
3 Fix on that face thine eye ;
Why dost thou backward shrink?
What a base rebel thou hast been
To Christ, thou now dost think.
4 Fear not; for this is he
Who always loves us first,
And with white robes of righteousness
Delights to deck the worst, 6 Our God is fully reconcild,
5 Or art thou at a loss
What thou to him shalt say?
Be but sincere, and all thy case
Just as it is display.
If ye accept, he'll give;
Thy plaintive cry he'll hear,
Look with an eye of pity down,
And grant thee all thy pray'r.
107. T. 22.
Naiļd to the shameful tree;
To bleed and die for thee!
2 Hark how he groans! while nature. Th'incarnate God for me hath dy'd; ;
Andearth's strong pillarsbend;(shakes, My Lord, my Love is crucify'd} The temple's vail in sunder breaks,
2 Behold him, all ye that pass by, The solid marbles rend.
The bleeding Prince of life and peace! 3 'Tisdone! the precious ransom's paid, Come see, ye worms, your Maker die, ~ ?Tis finish'd!” Jesus cries;
And say, was ever grief like his! Behold he bows his sacred head, Come feel, with me, his blood apply'd:
He bows his head, and dies. My Lord, my Love is crucify'd! 4 Salvation thus did he obtain, 3 Is crucify'd for me and you, O mystery divine!
To bring us rebels back to God; O Lamb of God, was ever pain, Believe, believe the record true, Was ever love like thine!
Ye all are bought with Jesus' blood:
Pardon for all flows from his side;
My Lord, my Love is crucify'd!
, Because on that the Lamb was slain; "Twas there my Lord was crucify'd,
And gladly catch the healing stream, 'Twas there my Saviour
for me dy'd. All things for him account but loss,
And all give up our hearts to him: 2 The stony heart dissolves in tears,
may we nothing know beside When to our view the cross appears; The Lamb of God as crucify'd. Christ's dying love, when truly felt, The vilest, hardest heart doth melt. 3 Here will I stay, and gaze a while
112. T. 11. Upon the Friend of sinners vile;
LET me dwell on Golgotha,
Weep and love my life away!
While I see him on the tree 4 Here I behold, as in a glass,
Weep, and bleed, and die, for me! God's glory, with unveiled face;
? That dear blood, for sinners spilt, And by beholding, I shall be Made like to Him who loved me.
Shows my sin in all its guilt:
Ah! my soul, he bore thy load; 5 Here is an ensign on a hill,
Thou hast slain the Lamb of God. Come hither, sinners, look your fill;
3 Hark! his dying word: “ Forgive, To look aside, is pain and loss;
Father, let the sinner live; I glory only in the cross.
Sinner, wipe thy tears away, 6°
Here doth the Lord of life proclaim I thy ransom freely pay." To all the world his saving name;
4 While I hear this grace reveald, Repenting souls, in bim believe;
And obtain my pardon seald, Ye wounded, look on him and live.
my No flaming sword dothguard the place, Wakend by the force of love. Thecross of Christ proclaims free grace:
5 Farewell world, thy gold is dross, All pilgrims who would heaven win,
Now I see the blood-stain'd cross;
Jesus dy'd to set me free
To thy will I all resign,
the tree : Now, no more my own, but thine.
soft affections move,