Text: | Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner |
Author: | N. F. S. Grundtvig |
1 Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner!
Though the world Thy name dishonor,
Filled with love my heart proposes
To adorn Thy cross with roses
And to offer praise to Thee.
2 Oh, what moved Thee so to love us
When enthroned with God above us
That for us Thou all wouldst offer
And in deep compassion suffer
Even death, that we might live?
3 Love alone Thy heart was filling
When to die Thy soul was willing.
Rather givest Thou than takest;
Hence, O Savior, Thou forsakest
All, to suffer on the cross.
4 Ah, my heart in deep contrition
Feels its sad and lost condition.
Cold and barren like a mountain,
How can it repay the fountain
Of Thy love, my Savior dear?
5 Yet I know that from thy passion
Flows a stream of full salvation
Which can bid the mountain vanish,
Which can sin and coldness banish
And restore my heart to Thee.
6 Lord, with tears I pray Thee ever:
Lead into my heart that river
Which with grace unbounded cleanses
Heart and soul of all offences,
And removes my guilt and shame.
7 Though all earthly things I cherish
Like the flowers may fade and perish,
Thou, I know, wilt stand beside me
And from death and judgement hide me
Thou hast paid the wage of sin.
8 Yes, my heart believes the wonder
Of Thy cross, which ages ponder,
Shield me, Lord, when foes assail me,
Be my staff when life shall fail me;
Take me to Thy Paradise.
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First Line: | Hail Thee, Savior and Atoner! |
Title: | Hail Thee, Savior And Atoner |
Author: | N. F. S. Grundtvig |
Meter: | 8, 8, 8, 8, 7. |
Language: | English |
Publication Date: | 1928 |
Topic: | Passion and Easter |
Notes: | Danish first line: Hil dig, Frelser og Forsoner; Translator: J. C. Aaberg |