Hymns, Selected and Original ‎#131

131. How condescending and how kind

1 How condescending and how kind
Was God's eternal Son!
Our misery reach'd his heavenly mind,
And pity brought him down.

2 This was compassion like a God,
That when the Saviour knew
The price of pardon was his blood,
His pity ne'er withdrew.

3 Now, though he reigns exalted high,
His love is still as great:
Well he remembers Calvary,
Nor should his saints forget.

4 Here we behold his bowels roll
And kind as when he died;
And see the sorrows of his soul
Bleed through his wounded side.

5 Here we receive repeated seals
Of Jesus' dying love:
Hard is the wretch that never feels
One soft affection move.

6 Here let our hearts begin to melt,
While we his death record,
And with our joy for pardon'd guilt,
Mourn that we pierc'd the Lord.

Text Information

• First Line: How condescending and how kind
• Meter: C. M.
• Publication Date: 1828
• Topic: Christ: Sufferings and Death; Christ's dying Love; or, our Pardon bought at a dear price

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