1 Behold th'amazing sight,
The Saviour lifted high!
Behold the Son of God's delight
Expire in agony?
2 For whom, for whom, my heart,
Were all these sorrows borne!
Why did He feel that piercing smart,
And meet that various scorn?
3 For love of us He bled,
And all in torture died;
'Twas love that bow'd His fainting head,
And oped His gushing side.
4 In sympathy of love
Let all the earth combine;
And, drawn by cords so gentle, prove
The energy divine.
5 In Him our hearts unite,
Nor share His griefs alone,
But from His cross pursue their flight
To His triumphant throne.
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First Line: | Behold th' amazing sight |
Meter: | S. M. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1870 |
Topic: | Christian Activity; Atonement; Christ: Sufferings and Death(8 more...) |
Notes: | Author from index: Doddridge |